Wisdom shouts in the streets. She cries out in the public square.
She calls out to the crowds along the main street, and to those in front of city hall.
"You simpletons!" she cries. "How long will you go on being simpleminded? How long will you mockers relish your mocking? How long will you fools fight the facts?
Come here and listen to me! I'll pour out the spirit of wisdom upon you and make you wise.
"I called you so often, but you didn't come. I reached out to you, but you paid no attention.
You ignored my advice and rejected the correction I offered.
So I will laugh when you are in trouble! I will mock you when disaster overtakes you --
when calamity overcomes you like a storm, when you are engulfed by trouble, and when anguish and distress overwhelm you.
"I will not answer when they cry for help. Even though they anxiously search for me, they will not find me.
For they hated knowledge and chose not to fear the LORD.
They rejected my advice and paid no attention when I corrected them.
That is why they must eat the bitter fruit of living their own way. They must experience the full terror of the path they have chosen.
For they are simpletons who turn away from me -- to death. They are fools, and their own complacency will destroy them.
But all who listen to me will live in peace and safety, unafraid of harm."