If the serpent biteth without enchantment, Then there is no advantage to a master of the tongue.
Mischiefs doth thy tongue devise, Like a sharp razor, working deceit.
O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.
Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow -- a bitter word.
Death and life `are' in the power of the tongue, And those loving it eat its fruit.
If the iron hath been blunt, And he the face hath not sharpened, Then doth he increase strength, And wisdom `is' advantageous to make right.
For, lo, I am sending among you serpents, Vipers that have no charmer, And they have bitten you, an affirmation of Jehovah.
and the tongue `is' a fire, the world of the unrighteousness, so the tongue is set in our members, which is spotting our whole body, and is setting on fire the course of nature, and is set on fire by the gehenna.
and the tongue no one of men is able to subdue, `it is' an unruly evil, full of deadly poison,