12. let us swallow them up alive as Sheol, and whole, as those that go down into the pit;
13. we shall find all precious substance, we shall fill our houses with spoil:
14. cast in thy lot among us; we will all have one purse:
15. --my son, walk not in the way with them, keep back thy foot from their path;
16. for their feet run to evil, and they make haste to shed blood.
17. For in vain the net is spread in the sight of anything which hath wings.
18. And these lay wait for their own blood; they lurk secretly for their own lives.
19. So are the paths of every one that is greedy of gain: it taketh away the life of its possessors.
20. Wisdom crieth without; she raiseth her voice in the broadways;
21. she calleth in the chief place of concourse, in the entry of the gates; in the city she uttereth her words: