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

⁷ They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.

² For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

⁴ My soul `is' in the midst of lions, I lie down `among' flames -- sons of men, Their teeth `are' a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.

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

¹⁴ A generation -- swords `are' their teeth, And knives -- their jaw-teeth, To consume the poor from earth, And the needy from `among' men.

¹⁷ No weapon formed against thee prospereth, And every tongue rising against thee, In judgment thou condemnest. This `is' the inheritance of the servants of Jehovah, And their righteousness from me, an affirmation of Jehovah!

³ And they bend their tongue, their bow `is' a lie, And not for stedfastness have they been mighty in the land, For from evil unto evil they have gone forth, And Me they have not known, An affirmation of Jehovah!

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,