The words of a whisperer are as dainty morsels,\par\tab And they go down into the innermost parts.
A perverse man scattereth abroad strife;\par\tab And a whisperer separateth chief friends.
There is that speaketh rashly like the piercings of a sword;\par\tab But the tongue of the wise is health.
Thou shalt not go up and down as a talebearer among thy people: neither shalt thou stand against the blood of thy neighbor: I am Jehovah.
Thy tongue deviseth very wickedness,\par\tab Like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.
A fool's mouth is his destruction,\par\tab And his lips are the snare of his soul.
He also that is slack in his work\par\tab Is brother to him that is a destroyer.