To us the voice of Wisdom cries

Verse 1

To us the voice of Wisdom cries, Hearken, ye children, and be wise; Better than gold the fruit I bear, Rubies to me may not compare,

Verse 2

Happy the man who daily waits To hear me, watching at my gates; Wretched is he who scorns my voice, Death and destruction are his choice.

Verse 3

To them that love me I am kind; And those who seek me early find; My Son, give me thine heart,--and learn Wisdom from folly to discern.

Verse 4

The Lord possess'd me, ere of old, His hand the firmament unroll'd; Before He bade the mountains stand, Or pour'd the ocean round the land.

Verse 5

Rejoicing then before his throne, From everlasting I was known; Rejoicing still, as in His sight, With men on earth is my delight.

Verse 6

Mark, the beginning of my law, --Fear ye the Lord with sacred awe; Mark the fulfilment of the whole, Love ye the Lord with all your soul.

Verse 7

We hear, we learn; may we obey; Jesus, the life, the truth, the way, Wisdom and righteousness, we see, Grace and salvation all in Thee.