They return at evening, snarling like a dog, prowling about the city.
He will send from heaven and save me. He rebukes the one trampling on me. Selah God is sending His mercy and His truth.
The tongue of the wise treats knowledge correctly, but the mouth of fools spouts folly.
He says in his heart: “God has forgotten. He hides His face—He will never see it.”
So they say: “How does God know? And does Elyon have knowledge?”
A righteous heart thinks before answering, but a wicked mouth blurts out evil things.
Reckless speech is like the thrusts of a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.
My companion put forth his hands against those at peace with him, as he violates his covenant.
Why does the wicked one revile God? He says in his heart: “You will never require anything.”
You brood of vipers! How can you who are evil say anything good? For from the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks.
“Have you not noticed what this people have spoken, saying: ‘The two families which Adonai did choose, He has rejected them’? Thus they despise My people—no longer a nation before them.”
They gush out, they speak arrogance— all the evildoers keep boasting.
The lips of my assailants and their whispering are against me all day long.