Their wine is the poison of dragons, and the cruel venom of asps.

His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps is in his heart.

Gall of asps he sucketh, Slay him doth the tongue of a viper.

They sharpened their tongue as a serpent; the poison of asps under their lips. Silence,

Their throats are just like open graves, with their tongues they have spoken treachery; the poison of asps is under their lips.

And the sucking child shall play on the hole of the asp, and the weaned child shall put his hand on the adder's den.

Their poison is like the venom of a serpent;
They are like the deaf horned viper that stops up its ear,

On lion and asp thou treadest, Thou trampest young lion and dragon.

At the last it bites like an asp and stings like an adder.