3At the side of the gates, at the mouth of the city, The entrance of the openings, she crieth aloud,
4'Unto you, O men, I call, And my voice is unto the sons of men.
5Understand, ye simple ones, prudence, And ye fools, understand the heart,
6Hearken, for noble things I speak, And the opening of my lips is uprightness.
7For truth doth my mouth utter, And an abomination to my lips is wickedness.