He watching his mouth and his tongue watches his soul from straits.
He guarding his mouth, watched his soul: he opening wide his lips, destruction to him.
Death and life in the hand of the tongue: and they loving it shall eat its fruit
If any among you seem to be religious, bridling not his tongue, but deceiving his heart, the religion of this one vain.
In the transgression of the lips is the snare of evil: and the just one shall come forth out of straits.
In the multitude of words transgression shall not cease: and he withholding his lips is prudent
Set, O Jehovah, a watch to my mouth; guard over the door of my lips.
The highway of the upright is to depart from evil: to watch his ways the guarding of his soul.