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A wise man, intending to speak, first carefully considers what he is to say, and to whom he is to say it; also where and at what time. There is therefore such a thing as due measure in keeping silence and also in speaking; there is also such a thing as a due measure in what we do. It is a glorious thing to maintain the right standard of duty.

– Saint Ambrose of Milan (337-397), Doctor of the Church, Feast day December 7

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Wisdom sings her own praises,*
among her own people she proclaims her glory.

In the assembly of the Most High she opens her mouth,
in the presence of his host she tells of her glory:

“From the mouth of the Most High I came forth,a
and covered the earth like a mist.

In the heights of heaven I dwelt,
and my throne was in a pillar of cloud.

The vault of heaven I compassed alone,
and walked through the deep abyss.

Over waves of the sea, over all the land,
over every people and nation I held sway.

Among all these I sought a resting place.
In whose inheritance should I abide?

“Then the Creator of all gave me his command,
and my Creator chose the spot for my tent.
He said, ‘In Jacob make your dwelling,
in Israel your inheritance.’

Before all ages, from the beginning, he created me,
and through all ages I shall not cease to be.

In the holy tent I ministered before him,
and so I was established in Zion.

In the city he loves as he loves me, he gave me rest;
in Jerusalem, my domain.

I struck root among the glorious people,
in the portion of the Lord, his heritage.

“Like a cedar in Lebanon I grew tall,
like a cypress on Mount Hermon;

I grew tall like a palm tree in Engedi,
like rosebushes in Jericho;
Like a fair olive tree in the field,
like a plane tree beside water I grew tall.

Like cinnamon and fragrant cane,
like precious myrrh I gave forth perfume;
Like galbanum and onycha and mastic,b
like the odor of incense in the holy tent.*

“I spread out my branches like a terebinth,
my branches so glorious and so graceful.

I bud forth delights like a vine;
my blossoms are glorious and rich fruit.†

Come to me, all who desire me,
and be filled with my fruits.*

You will remember me as sweeter than honey,
better to have than the honeycomb.

Those who eat of me will hunger still,*
those who drink of me will thirst for more.c

Whoever obeys me will not be put to shame,
and those who serve me will never go astray.”

All this is the book of the covenant of the Most High God,d
the Law which Moses commanded us*
as a heritage for the community of Jacob.†

It overflows, like the Pishon, with wisdom,e
and like the Tigris at the time of first fruits.

It runs over, like the Euphrates, with understanding,
and like the Jordan at harvest time.

It floods like the Nile with instruction,
like the Gihon* at vintage time.

The first human being never finished comprehending wisdom,
nor will the last succeed in fathoming her.

For deeper than the sea are her thoughts,
and her counsels, than the great abyss.

Now I, like a stream from a river,*
and like water channeling into a garden—

I said, “I will water my plants,
I will drench my flower beds.”
Then suddenly this stream of mine became a river,
and this river of mine became a sea.

Again I will make my teachings shine forth like the dawn;
I will spread their brightness afar off.

Again I will pour out instruction like prophecy
and bestow it on generations yet to come.
* [24:1–29] Wisdom speaks in the first person, describing her origin, her dwelling place in Israel, and the reward she gives her followers. As in Proverbs 8, Wisdom is personified as coming from God, yet distinct from him. This description is reflected in the Johannine logos, or Word (Jn 1:1–14). It is used extensively in the Roman liturgy.

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