2. On the top of the heights along the road,at the crossroads she takes her stand;
3. By the gates at the approaches of the city,in the entryways she cries aloud:
4. “To you, O people, I call;my appeal is to you mortals.
5. You naive ones, gain prudence,you fools, gain sense.
6. Listen! for noble things I speak;my lips proclaim honest words.
7. Indeed, my mouth utters truth,and my lips abhor wickedness.