She crieth in the chief place of concourse; At the entrance of the gates, In the city, she uttereth her words:
Go ye, and stand and speak in the temple to the people all the words of this Life.
And there were gathered unto him great multitudes, so that he entered into a boat, and sat; and all the multitude stood on the beach.
What I tell you in the darkness, speak ye in the light; and what ye hear in the ear, proclaim upon the house-tops.
She hath sent forth her maidens; She crieth upon the highest places of the city:
Jesus answered him, I have spoken openly to the world; I ever taught in synagogues, and in the temple, where all the Jews come together; and in secret spake I nothing.
Wisdom crieth aloud in the street; She uttereth her voice in the broad places;
How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? And scoffers delight them in scoffing, And fools hate knowledge?
Doth not wisdom cry, And understanding put forth her voice?
Beside the gates, at the entry of the city, At the coming in at the doors, she crieth aloud: