Wycliffe - Proverbs - 8

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.