21 She calls at the head of noisy places. At the entrance of the city gates, she utters her words:
22 "How long, you simple ones, will you love simplicity? How long will mockers delight themselves in mockery, And fools hate knowledge?
23 Turn at my reproof. Behold, I will pour out my spirit on you. I will make known my words to you.
24 Because I have called, and you have refused; I have stretched out my hand, and no one has paid attention;
25 But you have ignored all my counsel, And wanted none of my reproof;
26 I also will laugh at your disaster. I will mock when calamity overtakes you;
27 When calamity overtakes you like a storm, When your disaster comes on like a whirlwind; When distress and anguish come on you.
