⁶ Let my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth if I don't remember you; If I don't prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.

²⁶ and I will make your tongue cleave to the roof of your mouth, that you shall be mute, and shall not be to them a reprover; for they are a rebellious house.

¹⁵ My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

⁷ for this cause, brothers, we were comforted over you in all our distress and affliction through your faith.

⁸ For now we live, if you stand fast in the Lord.

⁹ For what thanksgiving can we render again to God for you, for all the joy with which we rejoice for your sakes before our God;

²⁰ according to my earnest expectation and hope, that I will in no way be disappointed, but with all boldness, as always, now also Christ will be magnified in my body, whether by life, or by death.

²⁴ But these things don't count; nor do I hold my life dear to myself, so that I may finish my race with joy, and the ministry which I received from the Lord Jesus, to fully testify to the Gospel of the grace of God.

³³ But seek first God's Kingdom, and his righteousness; and all these things will be given to you as well.

⁴ The tongue of the sucking child cleaves to the roof of his mouth for thirst: The young children ask bread, and no man breaks it to them.

¹⁷ The poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue fails for thirst; I, Yahweh, will answer them, I, the God of Israel, will not forsake them.

¹⁰ For a day in your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.

¹⁰ The voice of the nobles was hushed, And their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.