on the top of the walls she cries out; at the entrance of the city gates she speaks:
Wisdom cries aloud in the street; in the markets she raises her voice;
“How long, O simple ones, will you love being simple? How long will scoffers delight in their scoffing and fools hate knowledge?
Does not wisdom call, Does not understanding raise her voice?
beside the gates in front of the town, at the entrance of the portals she cries aloud:
She has sent out her maids to call from the highest places in the town,
What I tell you in the dark, utter in the light; and what you hear whispered, proclaim upon the housetops.
And great crowds gathered about him, so that he got into a boat and sat there; and the whole crowd stood on the beach.
Jesus answered him, “I have spoken openly to the world; I have always taught in synagogues and in the temple, where all Jews come together; I have said nothing secretly.
“Go and stand in the temple and speak to the people all the words of this Life.”