The voice of the nobles was hushed, And their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth.
After my words they spake not again; And my speech dropped upon them.
Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, If I remember thee not; If I prefer not Jerusalem Above my chief joy.
and I will make thy tongue cleave to the roof of thy mouth, that thou shalt be dumb, and shalt not be to them a reprover: for they are a rebellious house.