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| 8:1 | Doth not wysdome crye? doth not vnderstandynge put forth her voyce? |
| 8:2 | Standeth she not in the hye places in the stretes and wayes? |
| 8:3 | doth she not crye before the whole cytie, and in the gates where men go out and in? |
| 8:4 | It is you, O ye men (sayeth she) whom I call: Unto (the chyldren of men) do I lyft vp my voyce. |
| 8:5 | Take hede vnto knowledge O ye ignoraunt be wyse in herte, O ye foles. |
| 8:6 | Geue eare, for I wyll speake of greate matters, and open my lyppes to tell thynges that be ryght. |
| 8:7 | For my throte shalbe talkynge of the trueth and my lyppes abhorre vngodlynesse. |
| 8:8 | All the wordes of my mouth are righteous, there is no frowarnedsse nor falshede therin. |
| 8:9 | They are all playne to soche as wyll vnderstande, and ryght to them that fynde knowledge. |
| 8:10 | Receaue my doctryne, and not syluer: and my knowledge, more then fyne golde. |
| 8:11 | For wysdome is more worth then precious stones, yee all thynges that thou canst desyre, maye not be compared vnto it. |
| 8:12 | I wysdome haue my dwellynge with knowledge, and prudent councell is myne awne. |
| 8:13 | The feare of the Lorde abhorreth wyckednesse, pryde dysdayne, and the euell waye: and a mouth that speaketh wycked thynges, I vtterly abhorre. |
| 8:14 | I can geue councell, and I conferre thinges: I haue vnderstanding, I haue strength. |
| 8:15 | Thorowe me, kynges reygne: thorowe me counselars make iust lawes. |
| 8:16 | Thorowe me, do prynces beare rule, and all iudges of the earth execute iudgement. |
| 8:17 | I am louynge vnto those that loue me: and they that seke me early shall fynde me. |
| 8:18 | Ryches and honoure are with me, ye excellent goodes and ryghteousnes. |
| 8:19 | My frute is better then golde and precious stone, and myne encrease more worth then fyne syluer. |
| 8:20 | I wyll guyde the in the waye of ryghteousnes, and in the strete of iudgement. |
| 8:21 | That I maye sende prosperite to those that loue me, and to encrease their treasure. |
| 8:22 | The Lorde him selfe had me in possessyon in the begynnynge of his wayes, or euer he beganne his worckes a fore tyme. |
| 8:23 | I haue bene ordened from euerlastynge, and from the begynnynge or euer the earth was made. |
| 8:24 | When I was borne, there were nether depthes nor sprynges of water. |
| 8:25 | Before the foundacyons of the mountaynes were layed, yee before all hylles was I borne. |
| 8:26 | The earth and all that is vpon the earth was not yet made, no not the grounde it selfe. |
| 8:27 | For when he made the heauens, I was present: when he sett vp the depthes in ordre, |
| 8:28 | when he hanged the cloudes aboue: when he fastened the sprynges of the depe: |
| 8:29 | When he shut the see within certayne bowndes, that the waters shulde not go ouer their marckes that he commaunded. When he layed the foundacyons of the earth |
| 8:30 | I was with him, ordrynge all thynges: delytinge dayly, and reioysynge all waye before him. |
| 8:31 | As for the rounde compase of thys worlde, I make it ioyfull: for my delyte is to be amonge the chyldren of men. |
| 8:32 | Therfore herken vnto me, O ye chyldren, blessed are they that kepe my wayes. |
| 8:33 | O geue eare vnto nurtoure, be wyse, and refuse it not. |
| 8:34 | Blessed is the man that heareth me, watchynge dayly at my gates, and geuynge attendaunce at the postes of my dores. |
| 8:35 | For who so fyndeth me, fyndeth lyfe, and shall obtayne fauour of the Lorde. |
| 8:36 | But who so offendeth agaynst me, hurteth his awne soule. All they that hate me, are the louers of death. |
| 8:1 | Whether wisdom crieth not ofte; and prudence yyueth his vois? |
| 8:2 | In souereyneste and hiy coppis, aboue the weie, in the myddis of pathis, |
| 8:3 | and it stondith bisidis the yate of the citee, in thilke closyngis, and spekith, and seith, A! |
| 8:4 | ye men, Y crie ofte to you; and my vois is to the sones of men. |
| 8:5 | Litle children, vndirstonde ye wisdom; and ye vnwise men, `perseyue wisdom. |
| 8:6 | Here ye, for Y schal speke of grete thingis; and my lippis schulen be openyd, to preche riytful thingis. |
| 8:7 | My throte schal bithenke treuthe; and my lippis schulen curse a wickid man. |
| 8:8 | My wordis ben iust; no schrewid thing, nether weiward is in tho. |
| 8:9 | `My wordis ben riytful to hem that vndurstonden; and ben euene to hem that fynden kunnyng. |
| 8:10 | Take ye my chastisyng, and not money; chese ye teching more than tresour. |
| 8:11 | For wisdom is betere than alle richessis moost preciouse; and al desirable thing mai not be comparisound therto. |
| 8:12 | Y, wisdom, dwelle in counsel; and Y am among lernyd thouytis. |
| 8:13 | The drede of the Lord hatith yuel; Y curse boost, and pride, and a schrewid weie, and a double tungid mouth. |
| 8:14 | Counseil is myn, and equyte `is myn; prudence is myn, and strengthe `is myn. |
| 8:15 | Kyngis regnen bi me; and the makeris of lawis demen iust thingis bi me. |
| 8:16 | Princis comaunden bi me; and myyti men demen riytfulnesse bi me. |
| 8:17 | I loue hem that louen me; and thei that waken eerli to me, schulen fynde me. |
| 8:18 | With me ben rychessis, and glorie; souereyn richessis, and riytfulnesse. |
| 8:19 | My fruyt is betere than gold, and precyouse stoon; and my seedis ben betere than chosun siluer. |
| 8:20 | Y go in the weies of riytfulnesse, in the myddis of pathis of doom; |
| 8:21 | that Y make riche hem that louen me, and that Y fille her tresouris. |
| 8:22 | The Lord weldide me in the bigynnyng of hise weies; bifore that he made ony thing, at the bigynnyng. |
| 8:23 | Fro with out bigynnyng Y was ordeined; and fro elde tymes, bifor that the erthe was maad. |
| 8:24 | Depthis of watris weren not yit; and Y was conseyued thanne. The wellis of watris hadden not brokun out yit, |
| 8:25 | and hillis stoden not togidere yit bi sad heuynesse; bifor litil hillis Y was born. |
| 8:26 | Yit he hadde not maad erthe; and floodis, and the herris of the world. |
| 8:27 | Whanne he made redi heuenes, Y was present; whanne he cumpasside the depthis of watris bi certeyn lawe and cumpas. |
| 8:28 | Whanne he made stidfast the eir aboue; and weiede the wellis of watris. |
| 8:29 | Whanne he cumpasside to the see his marke; and settide lawe to watris, that tho schulden not passe her coostis. Whanne he peiside the foundementis of erthe; |
| 8:30 | Y was making alle thingis with him. And Y delitide bi alle daies, and pleiede bifore hym in al tyme, |
| 8:31 | and Y pleiede in the world; and my delices ben to be with the sones of men. |
| 8:32 | Now therfor, sones, here ye me; blessid ben thei that kepen my weies. |
| 8:33 | Here ye teching, and be ye wise men; and nile ye caste it awei. |
| 8:34 | Blessid is the man that herith me, and that wakith at my yatis al dai; and kepith at the postis of my dore. |
| 8:35 | He that fyndith me, schal fynde lijf; and schal drawe helthe of the Lord. |
| 8:36 | But he that synneth ayens me, schal hurte his soule; alle that haten me, louen deeth. |
| 8:1 | Doth not wysdome crie? doth not vnderstondinge put forth hir voyce? |
| 8:2 | Stondeth she not in the hye places in the stretes & wayes? |
| 8:3 | doth she not crie before the whole cite, & in the gates where men go out & in? |
| 8:4 | It is you, o ye men (sayeth she) whom I call. Unto you (o ye childre of me) lift I vp my voyce. |
| 8:5 | Take hede vnto knowlege o ye ignoraut, be wyse in herte o ye fooles. |
| 8:6 | Geue eare, for I wil speake of greate matters, & open my lippes to tell thinges that be right. |
| 8:7 | For my throte shal be talkynge of ye trueth, & my lippes abhorre vngodlynesse. |
| 8:8 | All the wordes of my mouth are rightuous, there is no frowardnesse ner falsede therin. |
| 8:9 | They are all playne to soch as wil vnderstode, & right to the that fynde knowlege. |
| 8:10 | Receaue my doctryne therfore and not syluer, & knowlege more then fyne golde. |
| 8:11 | For wysdome is more worth then precious stones, yee all the thinges that thou cast desyre, are not to be compared vnto it. |
| 8:12 | I wysdome haue my dwellynge wt knowlege, and prudent councell is myne owne. |
| 8:13 | With me is the feare of the LORDE, and ye eschuynge of euell. As for pryde, disdayne, an euell waye, & a mouth that speaketh wicked thiges, I vtterly abhorre the. |
| 8:14 | I can geue councell, and be a gyde: I haue vnderstondinge, I haue strength. |
| 8:15 | Thorow me, kynges reigne: thorow me, prices make iust lawes. |
| 8:16 | Thorow me, lordes beare rule, and all iudges of ye earth execute iudgmet. |
| 8:17 | I am louynge vnto those that loue me, and they that seke me early, shal fynde me. |
| 8:18 | Riches & honoure are wt me, yee excellent goodes & rightuousnes. |
| 8:19 | My frute is better the golde & precious stone, & myne encrease more worth then fyne syluer. |
| 8:20 | I walke in ye waye of rightuousnes, & in the strete of iudgment. |
| 8:21 | That I maye sende prosperite to those that loue me, & to encrease their treasure. |
| 8:22 | The LORDE himself had me in possessio in the begynnynge of his wayes, or euer he begame his workes aforetyme. |
| 8:23 | I haue bene ordened fro euerlastige, & fro ye beginnynge or euer the earth was made. |
| 8:24 | When I was borne, there were nether depthes ner springes of water. |
| 8:25 | Before the foundacions of ye mountaynes were layed, yee before all hilles was I borne. |
| 8:26 | The earth and all that is vpon the earth was not yet made, no not the grounde it self. |
| 8:27 | For when he made the heauens, I was present: wha he set the depthes in ordre: |
| 8:28 | whan he hanged the cloudes aboue: whan he fastened the sprynges of the depe: |
| 8:29 | Whan he shutt the see within certayne bowndes, that ye waters shulde not go ouer their marckes. When he layed the foundacions of the earth, |
| 8:30 | I was with him, ordringe all thinges, delytinge daylie & reioysynge allwaye before him. |
| 8:31 | As for the roude copase of his worlde, I make it ioyfull, for my delyte is to be amoge the children of men. |
| 8:32 | Therfore harken vnto me (o ye children) for blessed are they that kepe my wayes. |
| 8:33 | O geue eare vnto nurtoure, be wyse, and refuse it not. |
| 8:34 | Blessed is ye man that heareth me, watchinge daylie at my gates, & geuynge attendaunce at the postes of my dores. |
| 8:35 | For who so fyndeth me, fyndeth life, and shal optayne fauoure of the LORDE. |
| 8:36 | But who so offendeth agaynst me, hurteth his owne soule. All they that hate me, are the louers of death. |
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