² Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?

¹⁶ And it cometh to pass, because she distressed him with her words all the days, and doth urge him, and his soul is grieved to death,

⁷ and righteous Lot, worn down by the conduct in lasciviousness of the impious, He did rescue,

⁸ for in seeing and hearing, the righteous man, dwelling among them, day by day the righteous soul with unlawful works was harassing.

⁶ 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.

⁷ For every nature, both of beasts and of fowls, both of creeping things and things of the sea, is subdued, and hath been subdued, by the human nature,

⁸ and the tongue no one of men is able to subdue, `it is' an unruly evil, full of deadly poison,

²¹ Death and life `are' in the power of the tongue, And those loving it eat its fruit.

¹⁸ A rash speaker is like piercings of a sword, And the tongue of the wise is healing.

³ Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow -- a bitter word.

⁷ Lo, they belch out with their mouths, Swords `are' in their lips, for `Who heareth?'

²¹ Sweeter than honey hath been his mouth, And his heart `is' war! Softer have been his words than oil, And they `are' drawn `swords'.

¹⁰ With a sword in my bones Have mine adversaries reproached me, In their saying unto me all the day, `Where `is' thy God?'

¹ To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?

² Favour me, O Jehovah, for I `am' weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

³ And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

² God liveth! He turned aside my judgment, And the Mighty -- He made my soul bitter.

² When do ye set an end to words? Consider ye, and afterwards do we speak.

² Till when dost thou speak these things? And a strong wind -- sayings of thy mouth?

¹⁰ and they were crying with a great voice, saying, `Till when, O Master, the Holy and the True, dost Thou not judge and take vengeance of our blood from those dwelling upon the land?'