[1:20] Wisdom cries aloud in the street, in the markets she raises her voice;
[1:21] at the head of the noisy streets she cries out; at the entrance of the city gates she speaks:
[1:22] “How long, O simple ones, will you love being simple? How long will scoffers delight in their scoffing and fools hate knowledge?
[1:23] If you turn at my reproof, behold, I will pour out my spirit to you; I will make my words known to you.
[1:24] Because I have called and you refused to listen, have stretched out my hand and no one has heeded,
[1:25] because you have ignored all my counsel and would have none of my reproof,
[1:26] I also will laugh at your calamity; I will mock when terror strikes you,
[1:27] when terror strikes you like a storm and your calamity comes like a whirlwind, when distress and anguish come upon you.
[1:28] Then they will call upon me, but I will not answer; they will seek me diligently but will not find me.
[1:29] Because they hated knowledge and did not choose the fear of the Lord,
[1:30] would have none of my counsel and despised all my reproof,
[1:31] therefore they shall eat the fruit of their way, and have their fill of their own devices.
[1:32] For the simple are killed by their turning away, and the complacency of fools destroys them;
[1:33] but whoever listens to me will dwell secure and will be at ease, without dread of disaster.”