Wisdom calls out in the street; she raises her voice in the public squares.
She cries out above the commotion; she speaks at the entrance of the city gates:
"How long, foolish ones, will you love ignorance? [How long] will [you] mockers enjoy mocking and [you] fools hate knowledge?
If you turn to my discipline, then I will pour out my spirit on you and teach you my words.
Since I called out and you refused, extended my hand and no one paid attention,
since you neglected all my counsel and did not accept my correction,
I, in turn, will laugh at your calamity. I will mock when terror strikes you,
when terror strikes you like a storm and your calamity comes like a whirlwind, when trouble and stress overcome you.
Then they will call me, but I won't answer; they will search for me, but won't find me.
Because they hated knowledge, didn't choose to fear the Lord,
were not interested in my counsel, and rejected all my correction,
they will eat the fruit of their way and be glutted with their own schemes.
For the waywardness of the inexperienced will kill them, and the complacency of fools will destroy them.
But whoever listens to me will live securely and be free from the fear of danger."