The north wind driveth away rain: So doth an angry countenance a backbiting tongue.
For I fear, lest, when I come, I shall not find you such as I would, and that I shall be found unto you such as ye would not: lest there be debates, envyings, wraths, strifes, backbitings, whisperings, swellings, tumults:
backbiters, haters of God, despiteful, proud, boasters, inventors of evil things, disobedient to parents,
Where no wood is, there the fire goeth out: So where there is no talebearer, the strife ceaseth.
He that backbiteth not with his tongue, nor doeth evil to his neighbour, Nor taketh up a reproach against his neighbour.
Fair weather cometh out of the north: With God is terrible majesty.
Whoso privily slandereth his neighbour, Him will I cut off: Him that hath an high look And a proud heart will not I suffer.
With hypocritical mockers in feasts, They gnashed upon me with their teeth.
Out of the south cometh the whirlwind: And cold out of the north.