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⌞Wisdom⌟ takes its stand on high ground,
by the wayside where the roads meet,
near the gates to the city.
At the entrance ⌞wisdom⌟ sings its song,
“I am calling to all of you,
and my appeal is to all people.

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She standeth in the top of high places, by the way in the places of the paths.

She crieth at the gates, at the entry of the city, at the coming in at the doors.

Unto you, O men, I call; and my voice is to the sons of man.

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She takes her stand on the top of the [a]high hill,
Beside the way, where the paths meet.
She cries out by the gates, at the entry of the city,
At the entrance of the doors:
“To you, O men, I call,
And my voice is to the sons of men.

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Footnotes

  1. Proverbs 8:2 Lit. heights