Your words have upheld him who was stumbling, and you have strengthened the feeble knees.

But I would assure you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would be restrained.

There are those who speak like the thrusts of a sword, but the tongue of the wise heals.

The wise in heart shall be called prudent, and the sweetness of the lips increases learning.

The heart of the wise teaches his mouth, and adds learning to his lips.

Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it shall eat the fruit of it.

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver.

The preacher sought to learn acceptable words; written words of uprightness and truth.

The words of the wise are like goads, and as nails from the collection, fastened by the Master, given from one Shepherd.

O that you would be silent and stop talking, and it would be your wisdom!

Is there no end to windy words? What ails you that you answer thus?

I also could speak as you do, if your soul were in the place of my soul. I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.

How then do you comfort me with vanity, since treachery remains in your answers?

And if it is not so, who will prove me a liar, and make my speech worth nothing?

Also against his three friends his wrath was kindled, because they had found no answer, and yet had condemned Job.