the voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.
Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy!
And I will make your tongue cling to the roof of your mouth, so that you shall be mute and unable to reprove them, for they are a rebellious house.
After I spoke they did not speak again, and my word dropped upon them.