So the poor have hope,
and injustice shuts its mouth.

Therefore I will not restrain my mouth.
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

He will yet fill your mouth with laughter
and your lips with a shout of joy.

Even if I were in the right, my own mouth would condemn me;
if I were blameless, my mouth would declare me guilty.

Your own mouth condemns you, not I;
your own lips testify against you.

as you turn your anger against God
and allow such words to leave your mouth?

He will not escape from the darkness;
flames will wither his shoots,
and by the breath of God’s mouth, he will depart.

Instead, I would encourage you with my mouth,
and the consolation from my lips would bring relief.

I call for my servant, but he does not answer,
even if I beg him with my own mouth.

Though evil tastes sweet in his mouth
and he conceals it under his tongue,

though he cherishes it and will not let it go
but keeps it in his mouth,

Look at me and shudder;
put your hand over your mouth.

Receive instruction from His mouth,
and place His sayings in your heart.

I would plead my case before Him
and fill my mouth with arguments.

I have not departed from the commands of His lips;
I have treasured the words of His mouth
more than my daily food.

Who did you speak these words to?
Whose breath came out of your mouth?

I have not allowed my mouth to sin
by asking for his life with a curse.

I am going to open my mouth;
my tongue will form words on my palate.

Job opens his mouth in vain
and multiplies words without knowledge.

Just listen to His thunderous voice
and the rumbling that comes from His mouth.

I am so insignificant. How can I answer You?
I place my hand over my mouth.

Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid;
he remains confident, even if the Jordan surges up to his mouth.

Flaming torches shoot from his mouth;
fiery sparks fly out!

His breath sets coals ablaze,
and flames pour out of his mouth.