Where no wood is, there the fire goeth out: So where there is no talebearer, the strife ceaseth.
And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity: so is the tongue among our members, that it defileth the whole body, and setteth on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire of hell.
Cast out the scorner, and contention shall go out; Yea, strife and reproach shall cease.
A froward man soweth strife: And a whisperer separateth chief friends.
The words of a talebearer are as wounds, And they go down into the innermost parts of the belly.
Even so the tongue is a little member, and boasteth great things. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth!
Thou shalt not go up and down as a talebearer among thy people: neither shalt thou stand against the blood of thy neighbour: I am the LORD.