The north wind drives away rain; so does an angry face a backbiting tongue.

The wicked is driven away in his wickedness: but the righteous has hope in his death.

The making of treasures by a lying tongue, Is a vanity driven away of those seeking death.

He that troubles his own house shall inherit the wind: and the fool shall be servant to the wise of heart.

When your fear comes on you like a storm, and your trouble like a rushing wind; when pain and sorrow come on you.

Whosoever boasts about himself of a gift not given is like clouds and wind without rain.

When the storm-wind is past, the sinner is seen no longer, but the upright man is safe for ever.

He that would restrain her restraineth the wind; And his right hand encountereth oil.

Who hath ascended up into heaven, and descended? Who hath gathered the wind in his fists? Who hath bound the waters in his garment? Who hath established all the ends of the earth? What is his name, and what is his son's name, if thou knowest?