On the streets of each city
where the ethics aren’t pretty,
Wisdom calls out in the busiest square.
Off’ring insight in detail
(not seafood for retail),
Crying “Wisdom, knowledge, alive, alive-o”.
(Chorus: Alive, alive-o, etc.)To the simple, she’s cryin’
“Come, drink of my wine (sung as "wy-un")
And eat of the bread at the table I’ve set.
Leave ign’rance behind!
Come now, stretch your mind!
Tasting wisdom, knowledge, alive, alive-o”
(Chorus: Alive, alive-o, etc.)Copyright: Bob Faser, 2006
(based on Proverbs 1:20ff: 8:1ff; 9:1ff)
Permission is given to use this hymn in worship, provided that proper acknowledgement of authorship is made.