Without wood is fire going out, And without a tale-bearer, contention ceaseth,
A froward man sendeth forth contention, A tale-bearer is separating a familiar friend.
Cast out a scorner -- and contention goeth out, And strife and shame cease.
The words of a tale-bearer `are' as self-inflicted wounds, And they have gone down `to' the inner parts of the heart.
`Thou dost not go slandering among thy people; thou dost not stand against the blood of thy neighbour; I `am' Jehovah.
so also the tongue is a little member, and doth boast greatly; lo, a little fire how much wood it doth kindle!
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.