The voice of the nobels was hushed,\par\tab And their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.
Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth,\par\tab If I remember thee not;\par\tab If I prefer not Jerusalem\par\tab Above my chief joy.
and I will make thy tongue cleave to the roof of thy mouth, that thou shalt be dumb, and shalt not be to them a reprover; for they are a rebellious house.
After my words they spake not again;\par\tab And my speech distilled upon them.