15. My son, walk not thou in the way with them; Refrain thy foot from their path:
16. For their feet run to evil, And they make haste to shed blood.
17. For in vain is the net spread In the sight of any bird:
18. And these lay wait for their own blood; They lurk privily for their own lives.
19. So are the ways of every one that is greedy of gain; It taketh away the life of the owners thereof.
20. Wisdom crieth aloud in the street; She uttereth her voice in the broad places;
21. She crieth in the chief place of concourse; At the entrance of the gates, In the city, she uttereth her words:
22. How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? And scoffers delight them in scoffing, And fools hate knowledge?
23. Turn you at my reproof: Behold, I will pour out my spirit upon you; I will make known my words unto you.