13. We shall find all precious substance, we shall fill our houses with spoil;
14. Thou shalt cast thy lot among us; we will all have one purse:
15. My son, walk not thou in the way with them; refrain thy foot from their path:
16. For their feet run to evil, and they make haste to shed blood.
17. For in vain is the net spread, in the eyes of any bird:
18. And these lay wait for their own blood, they lurk privily for their own lives.
19. So are the ways of every one that is greedy of gain; it taketh away the life of the owners thereof.
20. Wisdom crieth aloud in the street; she uttereth her voice in the broad places;
21. She crieth in the chief place of concourse; at the entering in of the gates, in the city, she uttereth her words: