But wisdom, where can it be found; where is the place of understanding?
Humankind doesn't know its value; it isn't found in the land of the living.
The Deep says, "It's not with me"; the Sea says, "Not alongside me!"
It can't be bought with gold; its price can't be measured in silver,
can't be weighed against gold from Ophir, with precious onyx or lapis lazuli.
Neither gold nor glass can compare with it; she can't be acquired with gold jewelry.
Coral and jasper shouldn't be mentioned; the price of wisdom is more than rubies.
Cushite topaz won't compare with her; she can't be set alongside pure gold.
But wisdom, where does she come from? Where is the place of understanding?
She's hidden from the eyes of all the living, concealed from birds of the sky.
Destruction and Death have said, "We've heard a report of her."
God understands her way; he knows her place;
for he looks to the ends of the earth and surveys everything beneath the heavens.
In order to weigh the wind, to prepare a measure for waters,
when he made a decree for the rain, a path for thunderbolts,
then he observed it, spoke of it, established it, searched it out,
and said to humankind: "Look, the fear of the LORD is wisdom; turning from evil is understanding."