For in his mouth is nothing worthy of trust, Their inward purpose, is engulphing ruin, - An opened sepulchre, is their throat, With their tongue, speak they smooth things.

Its quiver, is like an open sepulchre, - They all, are heroes:

Alas for you, Scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites; because ye make yourselves like sepulchres whitewashed, which, outside, indeed, appear, beautiful, but, within, are full, of dead men's bones and all uncleanness, -

With their

Far be it! But let, God, prove to be, true, albeit, every man, be false! Even as it is written - That thou mightest be declared righteous in thy words, and overcome when thou art in judgment.

For in his mouth is nothing worthy of trust, Their inward purpose, is engulphing ruin, - An opened sepulchre, is their throat, With their tongue, speak they smooth things.

May Yahweh cut off All the lips that utter smooth things, - the tongue that speaketh swelling words;

The words of his mouth, are iniquity and deceit, he hath left off to show discretion by doing well:

Engulfing ruin, doth thy tongue devise, Like a whetted razor, working deceit;

My soul, is in the midst of lions, I lie down amidst flames, As for the sons of men, Their teeth, are spear and arrows, And, their tongue, is a sharp sword.

For, your hands, are defiled with blood, And, your fingers, with iniquity, - Your lips, have spoken falsehood, and Your tongue, muttereth, perversity.

Who have prepared e their tongue as their bow of falsehood, And, not by faithfulness, have they become mighty in the land, - For from wickedness unto wickedness, have they gone forth, But me, have they not known, Declareth Yahweh.

Is it not a Vision of falsehood, ye have seen, and a Divination of lies, ye have spoken, Since ye are saying. Declareth Yahweh! when I have not spoken

Broods of vipers! How can ye speak, good things, being, evil? For, out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaketh.

So, also, the tongue, is, a little member, and yet, of great things, maketh boast. Lo! how small a fire, kindleth, how great a forest;

The poison

The poison of large serpents, is their wine, - Yea the fierce venom of asps.

His food, in his stomach, is changed, the gall of adders, within him!

They have sharpened their tongue like a serpent, - The poison of the asp, is under their lips. Selah.

General references

Its quiver, is like an open sepulchre, - They all, are heroes: