After my words they spoke not again; and my speech dropped upon them.
They were amazed, they answered no more: they left off speaking.
When I had waited, (for they spoke not, but stood still, and answered no more;)
Did I fear a great multitude, or did the contempt of families terrify me, that I kept silence, and went not out of the door?
Wisdom is too lofty for a fool: he opens not his mouth in the gate.
Though I speak, my grief is not relieved: and though I forbear, how am I eased?
The LORD shall fight for you, and you shall hold your peace.
[To the Chief Musician. A Psalm and Song of David.] Praise waits for you, O God, in Zion: and unto you shall the vow be performed.
[To the Chief Musician, to jeduthun. A Psalm of David.] Truly my soul waits upon God: from him comes my salvation.
My soul, wait you only upon God; for my expectation is from him.
It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD.
For in the multitude of dreams and many words there are also many vanities: but you fear God.
The righteous shall see it, and rejoice: and all iniquity shall stop its mouth.
The nations shall see and be ashamed at all their might: they shall lay their hand upon their mouth, their ears shall be deaf.
But the LORD is in his holy temple: let all the earth keep silence before him.
For we are sold, I and my people, to be destroyed, to be slain, and to perish. But if we had been sold for bondmen and bondwomen, I would have held my tongue, although the enemy could never compensate for the king's loss.