Bishops(i)
20 Wisdome cryeth without, and putteth foorth her voyce in the streetes
21 She calleth before the congregation in the open gates, and sheweth her wordes through the citie, saying
22 O ye children, howe long wyll ye loue childishnesse? howe long wyll the scorners delite in scornyng, and the vnwise hate knowledge
23 O turne you at my correction: lo I wyll expresse my mynde vnto you, and make you vnderstande my wordes
24 Because I haue called, and ye refused, I haue stretched out my hande, and no man regarded
25 But all my counsels haue ye dispised, and set my correction at naught
26 Therfore wyll I also laugh at your destruction, and mocke you, when the thyng that ye feare commeth vpon you
27 Euen when the thyng that ye be afraide of falleth in sodenly like a storme, and your miserie lyke a tempest, yea when trouble and heauinesse commeth vpon you
28 Then shall they call vpon me, but I wyll not aunswere: they shall seeke me early, but they shall not finde me
29 And that because they hated knowledge, and did not choose the feare of the Lorde
30 They woulde none of my counsayle, but dispised all my correction
31 Therfore shall they eate of the fruite of their owne way, and be fylled with their owne inuentions
32 For the turnyng away of the vnwise shall slay them, and the prosperitie of fooles shall destroy them
33 But whoso hearkeneth vnto me, shal dwell safely, and be sure from any feare of euyll