American Standard Version
"She crieth in the chief place of concourse; At the entrance of the gates, In the city, she uttereth her words: "
— Proverbs 1:21, American Standard Version
“She crieth in the chief place of concourse, in the openings of the gates: in the city she uttereth her words, saying,”
“She calls at the head of noisy places. At the entrance of the city gates, she utters her words:”
“at the head of the noisy streets she calls, in the entrances of the gates in the city she utters her words:”
“At the head of multitudes she crieth out, in the entrance of the gates of the city she uttereth her words, saying:”
“Her words are sounding in the meeting-places, and in the doorways of the town:”
“She crieth in the chief place of concourse, in the openings of the gates: in the city she uttereth her words, saying,”
And these lay wait for their own blood; They lurk privily for their own lives.
So are the ways of every one that is greedy of gain; It taketh away the life of the owners thereof.
Wisdom crieth aloud in the street; She uttereth her voice in the broad places;
She crieth in the chief place of concourse; At the entrance of the gates, In the city, she uttereth her words:
How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? And scoffers delight them in scoffing, And fools hate knowledge?
Turn you at my reproof: Behold, I will pour out my spirit upon you; I will make known my words unto you.
Because I have called, and ye have refused; I have stretched out my hand, and no man hath regarded;