The words of a tale-bearer are as self-inflicted wounds, And they have gone down to the inner parts of the heart.

The breath of man is a lamp of Jehovah, Searching all the inner parts of the heart.

For they are pleasant when thou dost keep them in thy heart, They are prepared together for thy lips.

And he saith: I called, because of my distress, to Jehovah, And He doth answer me, From the belly of sheol I have cried, Thou hast heard my voice.

for such our Lord Jesus Christ do not serve, but their own belly; and through the good word and fair speech they deceive the hearts of the harmless,

whose end is destruction, whose god is the belly, and whose glory is in their shame, who the things on earth are minding.

A certain one of them, a prophet of their own, said -- 'Cretans! always liars, evil beasts, lazy bellies!'

The breath of man is a lamp of Jehovah, Searching all the inner parts of the heart.

The bandages of a wound thou removest with the evil, Also the plagues of the inner parts of the heart!

For they are pleasant when thou dost keep them in thy heart, They are prepared together for thy lips.

And he saith: I called, because of my distress, to Jehovah, And He doth answer me, From the belly of sheol I have cried, Thou hast heard my voice.

for such our Lord Jesus Christ do not serve, but their own belly; and through the good word and fair speech they deceive the hearts of the harmless,

A certain one of them, a prophet of their own, said -- 'Cretans! always liars, evil beasts, lazy bellies!'