let us lie in wait for blood,
let us lurk in secret
for the innocent without cause;
let us swallow them up
alive as the grave;
and whole as those
that go down into the pit.
We shall find all
precious substances,
we shall fill our houses
with spoil.
Cast your lot with us;
let us all have one purse.
My son, walk not
in the way with them;
Refrain your foot from their path.
For their feet run to evil,
and make haste to shed blood.
Surely in vain
is the net spread
in the sight of any bird.
And they lie in wait
for their own blood;
they lurk in secret
for their own lives.
These are the ways of them
who are greedy of gain
which takes away
the life of the owners.
Wisdom cries out;
She raises her voice
in the streets.
She cries in the plaza,
in the gates, the towers,
and the doorways
of the city.
How long, you simple ones,
will you love simplicity?
and the scorners delight
in their scorning?
How long will fools
hate knowledge?
