Does notהֲלֹאwisdomחָכְמָהcall out,תִקְרָאandוּinsightתְבוּנָהraiseתִּתֵּןher voice?קוֹלָהּ
At the topבְּרֹאשׁof the heights,מְרוֹמִיםbesideעֲלֵיthe way,דָרֶךְwhere the paths meetבֵּית נְתִיבוֹתshe takes her stand;נִצָּבָה
besideלְיַדthe gates,שְׁעָרִיםat the mouthלְפִיof the city,קָרֶתat the entranceמְבוֹאof the doorwaysפְתָחִיםshe cries aloud:תָּרֹנָּה
“To you,אֲלֵיכֶםmen,אִישִׁיםI call,אֶקְרָאandוְmy voiceקוֹלִיgoes toאֶלthe childrenבְּנֵיof man.אָדָם
Understand,הָבִינוּsimple ones,פְתָאיִםshrewdness;עָרְמָהand,וּsenseless ones,כְסִילִיםunderstandהָבִינוּwith your heart.לֵב
Listen,שִׁמְעוּforכִּיnoble thingsנְגִידִיםI will speak,אֲדַבֵּרandוּthe openingמִפְתַּחof my lipsשְׂפָתַיwill be uprightness.מֵישָׁרִים
Forכִּיmy palateחִכִּיwill utterיֶהְגֶּהtruth,אֱמֶתandוְwickednessרֶשַׁעis an abominationתוֹעֲבַתto my lips.שְׂפָתַי
In righteousnessבְּצֶדֶקare allכָּלthe sayingsאִמְרֵיof my mouth;פִיthere is nothingאֵיןin themבָּהֶםtwistedנִפְתָּלorוְcrooked.עִקֵּשׁ
All of themכֻּלָּםare plainנְכֹחִיםto him who understands,לַמֵּבִיןandוִrightישָׁרִיםto those who findלְמֹצְאֵיknowledge.דָעַת
Receiveקְחוּmy correction,מוּסָרִיandוְnotאַלsilver,כָּסֶףandוְknowledgeדַעַתrather than choiceנִבְחָרgold.מֵחָרוּץ
Forכִּיwisdomחָכְמָהis betterטוֹבָהthan pearls,מִפְּנִינִיםandוְallכָלthings desiredחֲפָצִיםcannotלֹאcompareיִשְׁווּwith her.בָהּ
I,אֲנִיwisdom,חָכְמָהdwell withשָׁכַנְתִּיshrewdness,עָרְמָהandוְthe knowledgeדַעַתof discretionמְזִמּוֹתI find.אֶמְצָא
The fearיִרְאַתof YHWHיְהוָהis to hateשְׂנֹאתevil;רָעarroganceגֵּאָהandוְprideגָאוֹןandוְthe wayדֶרֶךְof evilרָעandוּthe mouthפִיof perversitiesתַהְפֻּכוֹתI hate.שָׂנֵאתִי
Counselעֵצָהandוְsound judgmentתוּשִׁיָּהare mine;לִיIאֲנִיam understanding;בִינָהmightגְבוּרָהis mine.לִי
By meבִּיkingsמְלָכִיםreign,יִמְלֹכוּandוְrulersרוֹזְנִיםdecreeיְחֹקְקוּrighteousness.צֶדֶק
By meבִּיprincesשָׂרִיםgovern,יָשֹׂרוּandוּnobles,נְדִיבִיםallכָּלthe judgesשֹׁפְטֵיof righteousness.צֶדֶק
Iאֲנִיloveאֵהָבthose who love me,אֹהֲבַיandוּthose who seek me eagerlyמְשַׁחֲרַיwill find me.יִמְצָאֻנְנִי
Richesעֹשֶׁרandוְhonorכָבוֹדare with me,אִתִּיlastingעָתֵקwealthהוֹןandוּrighteousness.צְדָקָה
My fruitפִּרְיִיis betterטוֹבthan gold,מֵחָרוּץevenוּthan fine gold,מִפָּזandוּmy yieldתְבוּאָתִיthan choiceנִבְחָרsilver.מִכֶּסֶף
In the pathבְּאֹרַחof righteousnessצְדָקָהI walk,אֲהַלֵּךin the midstבְּתוֹךְof the pathsנְתִיבוֹתof justice,מִשְׁפָּט
to cause those who love meלְ אֹהֲבַיto inheritהַנְחִילwealth,יֵשׁandוְtheir treasuriesאֹצְרֹתֵיהֶםI will fill.אֲמַלֵּא
YHWHיְהוָהacquired meקָנָנִיas the beginningרֵאשִׁיתof his way,דַּרְכּוֹbeforeקֶדֶםhis works,מִפְעָלָיוfromמֵof old.אָז
FromמֵeternityעוֹלָםI was established,נִסַּכְתִּיfromמֵthe beginning,רֹאשׁfromמִthe originsקַּדְמֵיof the earth.אָרֶץ
When there were noבְּאֵיןdeeps,תְּהֹמוֹתI was brought forth,חוֹלָלְתִּיwhen there were noבְּאֵיןspringsמַעְיָנוֹתladenנִכְבַּדֵּיwith water.מָיִם
Beforeבְּטֶרֶםthe mountainsהָרִיםwere settled,הָטְבָּעוּbeforeלִפְנֵיthe hills,גְבָעוֹתI was brought forth;חוֹלָלְתִּי
whileעַדhe had not yetלֹאmadeעָשָׂהthe earthאֶרֶץandוְthe fields,חוּצוֹתorוְthe beginningרֹאשׁof the dustעָפְרוֹתof the world.תֵּבֵל
When he establishedבַּהֲכִינוֹthe heavens,שָׁמַיִםthereשָׁםwas I;אָנִיwhen he drewבְּחוּקוֹa circleחוּגonעַלthe faceפְּנֵיof the deep,תְהוֹם
when he made firmבְּאַמְּצוֹthe cloudsשְׁחָקִיםabove,מִמָּעַלwhenבַּthe fountainsעִינוֹתof the deepתְּהוֹםgrew strong,עֲזוֹז
when he setבְּשׂוּמוֹfor the seaלַיָּםits statute,חֻקּוֹso thatוּthe watersמַיִםwould notלֹאpass beyondיַעַבְרוּhis command,פִיוwhen he marked outבְּחוּקוֹthe foundationsמוֹסְדֵיof the earth,אָרֶץ
I wasוָאֶהְיֶהbeside him,אֶצְלוֹa master builder,אָמוֹןandוָI wasאֶהְיֶהhis delightשַׁעֲשֻׁעִיםdayיוֹםby day,יוֹםplayingמְשַׂחֶקֶתbefore himלְפָנָיוat allבְּכָלtimes,עֵת
playingמְשַׂחֶקֶתin the worldבְּתֵבֵלof his earth,אַרְצוֹandוְmy delightsשַׁעֲשֻׁעַיwere withאֶתthe childrenבְּנֵיof man.אָדָם
Andוְnow,עַתָּהsons,בָנִיםlistenשִׁמְעוּto me:לִיandוְhappy are those whoאַשְׁרֵיkeepיִשְׁמֹרוּmy ways.דְּרָכַי
Listen toשִׁמְעוּcorrectionמוּסָרandוַbe wise,חֲכָמוּandוְdo notאַלignore it.תִּפְרָעוּ
Happy isאַשְׁרֵיthe manאָדָםwho listensשֹׁמֵעַto me,לִיwatchingלִשְׁקֹדatעַלmy doorsדַּלְתֹתַיdayיוֹםby day,יוֹםguardingלִשְׁמֹרthe doorpostsמְזוּזֹתof my entrances.פְּתָחָי
Forכִּיwhoever finds meמֹצְאִיfindsמָצָאlife,חַיִּיםandוַobtainsיָּפֶקfavorרָצוֹןfrom YHWH.מֵיְהוָה
Butוְwhoever sins against meחֹטְאִיdoes violenceחֹמֵסto his own soul;נַפְשׁוֹallכָּלwho hate meמְשַׂנְאַיloveאָהֲבוּdeath.”מָוֶת