1 Does not wisdom call out?

Does not understanding raise her voice?

2 At the highest point along the way,

where the paths meet, she takes her stand;

3 beside the gate leading into the city,

at the entrance, she cries aloud:

1 Doth not wisdom cry?

And understanding put forth her voice?

2 She standeth in the top of high places, by the way

In the places of the paths.

3 She crieth at the gates, at the entry of the city,

At the coming in at the doors.

1 Listen as Wisdom calls out!

Hear as understanding raises her voice!

2 On the hilltop along the road,

she takes her stand at the crossroads.

3 By the gates at the entrance to the town,

on the road leading in, she cries aloud,

1 Does not wisdom cry out, And understanding lift up her voice?

2 She takes her stand on the top of the high hill,

Beside the way, where the paths meet.

3 She cries out by the gates, at the entry of the city,

At the entrance of the doors:

1 Wisdom calls to you like someone shouting;

understanding raises her voice.

2 On the hilltops along the road

and at the crossroads, she stands calling.

3 Beside the city gates,

at the entrances into the city, she calls out:

1 Doth not wisdom cry,

And understanding put forth her voice?

2 On the top of high places by the way,

Where the paths meet, she standeth;

3 Beside the gates, at the entry of the city,

At the coming in at the doors, she crieth aloud:

1 Doth not wisdom cry? and understanding give forth her voice? 2 On the top of high places by the way, at the cross-paths she taketh her stand. 3 Beside the gates, at the entry of the city, at the coming in at the doors, she crieth aloud.

1 Does not wisdom call out? 

Does not understanding raise its voice? 

2 ⸤Wisdom⸥ takes its stand on high ground, 

by the wayside where the roads meet, 

3 near the gates to the city. 

At the entrance ⸤wisdom⸥ sings its song, 

1 Doesn’t Wisdom call out?

Doesn’t Understanding make her voice heard?

2 At the heights overlooking the road,

at the crossroads, she takes her stand.

3 Beside the gates at the entry to the city,

at the main entrance, she cries out:

1 Does not wisdom call,

and does not understanding raise her voice?

2 On the heights, beside the way,

at the crossroads she takes her stand;

3 beside the gates in front of the town,

at the entrance of the portals she cries out:

1 Does not wisdom call,

and understanding raise its voice?

2 Atop the heights beside the road,

at the crossroads she stands.

3 Beside gates, before towns,

at the entrance of doors, she cries out:

1 Doesn’t wisdom call out?

Doesn’t understanding raise her voice?

2 On the high roads along the way,

she takes her place where the paths meet.

3 Beside the gates leading into the city,

she cries out at the entrances.

1 Does not wisdom call,

And understanding lift up her voice?

2 On top of the heights beside the way,

Where the paths meet, she takes her stand;

3 Beside the gates, at the opening to the city,

At the entrance of the doors, she cries out: