The nobles held their peace, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.
After my words they spoke not again; and my speech dropped on them.
If I do not remember you, let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
And I will make your tongue sticks to the roof of your mouth, that you shall be dumb, and shall not be to them a reprover: for they are a rebellious house.