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