For life they `are' to those finding them, And to all their flesh healing.
A rash speaker is like piercings of a sword, And the tongue of the wise is healing.
Sayings of pleasantness `are' a honeycomb, Sweet to the soul, and healing to the bone.
And they are life to thy soul, and grace to thy neck.
Healing it is to thy navel, And moistening to thy bones.
Hear, my son, and receive my sayings, And years of life `are' multiplied to thee.
And he directeth me, and he saith to me: `Let thy heart retain my words, Keep my commands, and live.
For whoso is finding me, hath found life, And bringeth out good-will from Jehovah.
Lo, I am increasing to it health and cure, And have healed them, and revealed to them The abundance of peace and truth.