Prov.8.3

She crieth at the gates, at the entry of the city, at the coming in at the doors.

Prov.8.3

Right in the city square where the traffic is thickest, she shouts,

Prov.8.3

beside the gates leading into the city, at the entrances, she cries aloud:

Prov.8.3

She cries out by the gates, at the entry of the city, At the entrance of the doors: