¹⁸ For it is a pleasant thing if you keep them within you, If all of them are ready on your lips.

¹⁰ For wisdom will enter into your heart. Knowledge will be pleasant to your soul.

⁷ The lips of the wise spread knowledge; Not so with the heart of fools.

²¹ The wise in heart shall be called prudent. Pleasantness of the lips promotes instruction.

¹³ My son, eat honey, for it is good; The droppings of the honeycomb, which are sweet to your taste:

¹⁴ So you shall know wisdom to be to your soul; If you have found it, then there will be a reward, Your hope will not be cut off.

¹¹ A word fitly spoken Is like apples of gold in settings of silver.

¹⁶ Your words were found, and I ate them; and your words were to me a joy and the rejoicing of my heart: for I am called by your name, Yahweh, God of hosts.

⁷ For the priest's lips should keep knowledge, and they should seek the law at his mouth; for he is the messenger of Yahweh of Hosts.

³⁸ He who believes in me, as the Scripture has said, from within him will flow rivers of living water."

¹⁵ Through him, then, let us offer up a sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of lips which make confession to his name.

²¹ The lips of the righteous feed many, But the foolish die for lack of understanding.

¹³ Wisdom is found on the lips of him who has discernment, But a rod is for the back of him who is void of understanding.

¹⁰ More to be desired are they than gold, yes, than much fine gold; Sweeter also than honey and the extract of the honeycomb.

¹³ With my lips, I have declared all the ordinances of your mouth.

¹⁰³ How sweet are your promises to my taste, More than honey to my mouth!

¹¹¹ I have taken your testimonies as a heritage forever, For they are the joy of my heart.

¹⁶² I rejoice at your word, As one who finds great spoil.

¹⁷¹ Let my lips utter praise, For you teach me your statutes.

¹⁷ Her ways are ways of pleasantness. All her paths are peace.

⁶ Hear, for I will speak excellent things. The opening of my lips is for right things.

¹⁸ For I am full of words. The spirit within me constrains me.

¹⁹ Behold, my breast is as wine which has no vent; Like new wineskins it is ready to burst.