The words of a tale-bearer `are' as self-inflicted wounds, And they have gone down `to' the inner parts of the heart.
A revealer of secret counsels is the busybody, And for a deceiver `with' his lips make not thyself surety.
Men of slander have been in thee to shed blood, And on the mountains they have eaten in thee, Wickedness they have done in thy midst.
`Thou dost not go slandering among thy people; thou dost not stand against the blood of thy neighbour; I `am' Jehovah.