Like the cold of snow in time of harvest Is a trustworthy messenger to those who send him, For he refreshes the life of his masters.
A messenger that is wrong falls into evil, But a trustworthy envoy is a healing.
Like cold water to a parched throat, Is good news from a distant land.
He who sends a message by the hand of a fool Cuts off feet, drinks damage.
To cause you to know The certainty of the words of truth, To return words of truth to those who send to you?
And Pineḥ