Job 19:2

Let no corrupt speech proceed out of your mouth, but only what is good for building others up as the need may be, that it may give grace to those who hear.

Let your speech always be with grace, seasoned with salt, that you may know how you ought to answer each one.

The mouth of the righteous produces wisdom, but the perverse tongue will be cut off.

The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life. He who is wise wins souls.

for his judgments are true and righteous. For he has judged the great prostitute, who corrupted the earth with her sexual immorality, and he has avenged the blood of his servants at her hand.”

Why do you hide your face, and consider me your enemy?

An evil man is trapped by sinfulness of lips, but the righteous shall come out of trouble.

for as he thinks about the cost, so he is. “Eat and drink!” he says to you, but his heart is not with you.

Don’t draw me away with the wicked, with the workers of iniquity who speak peace with their neighbors, but mischief is in their hearts.

My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”

Even a fool, when he keeps silent, is counted wise. When he shuts his lips, he is thought to be discerning.

I create the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace, to him who is far off and to him who is near,” says Yahweh; “and I will heal them.”

Won’t God avenge his chosen ones who are crying out to him day and night, and yet he exercises patience with them?

For, uttering great swelling words of emptiness, they entice in the lusts of the flesh, by licentiousness, those who are indeed escaping from those who live in error;

“To the angel of the assembly in Philadelphia write: “He who is holy, he who is true, he who has the key of David, he who opens and no one can shut, and who shuts and no one opens, says these things:

For Job has said, ‘I am righteous, God has taken away my right:

My soul is among lions. I lie among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

How long, Yahweh? Will you hide yourself forever? Will your wrath burn like fire?

He who guards his mouth guards his soul. One who opens wide his lips comes to ruin.

A man who gives false testimony against his neighbor is like a club, a sword, or a sharp arrow.

“Declare in Egypt, publish in Migdol, and publish in Memphis and in Tahpanhes: say, ‘Stand up, and prepare; for the sword has devoured around you.’

Then Yahweh’s angel replied, “O Yahweh of Armies, how long will you not have mercy on Jerusalem and on the cities of Judah, against which you have had indignation these seventy years?”

The good man out of the good treasure of his heart brings out that which is good, and the evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart brings out that which is evil, for out of the abundance of the heart, his mouth speaks.

to the one a stench from death to death, to the other a sweet aroma from life to life. Who is sufficient for these things?

It is no great thing therefore if his servants also masquerade as servants of righteousness, whose end will be according to their works.

but nobody can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison.

Because you kept my command to endure, I also will keep you from the hour of testing which is to come on the whole world, to test those who dwell on the earth.

Rejoice, you nations, with his people, for he will avenge the blood of his servants. He will take vengeance on his adversaries, and will make atonement for his land and for his people.

Do you intend to reprove words, since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?

You say, ‘What does God know? Can he judge through the thick darkness?

For God has made my heart faint. The Almighty has terrified me.

Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.”

He says in his heart, “God has forgotten. He hides his face. He will never see it.”

Your tongue plots destruction, like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.

Let them vanish like water that flows away. When they draw the bow, let their arrows be made blunt.

They fully intend to throw him down from his lofty place. They delight in lies. They bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly.

For he will deliver the needy when he cries; the poor, who has no helper.

Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?” Let it be known among the nations, before our eyes, that vengeance for your servants’ blood is being poured out.

Yahweh, why do you reject my soul? Why do you hide your face from me?

Why should the nations say, “Where is their God, now?”

For they are life to those who find them, and health to their whole body.

For the lips of an adulteress drip honey. Her mouth is smoother than oil,

The tongue of the wise commends knowledge, but the mouth of fools gush out folly.

Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.

The words of a gossip are like dainty morsels: they go down into a person’s innermost parts.

Whoever guards his mouth and his tongue keeps his soul from troubles.

but he will judge the poor with righteousness, and decide with equity for the humble of the earth. He will strike the earth with the rod of his mouth; and with the breath of his lips he will kill the wicked.

Then I heard a holy one speaking; and another holy one said to that certain one who spoke, “How long will the vision about the continual burnt offering, and the disobedience that makes desolate, to give both the sanctuary and the army to be trodden under foot be?”

For these are days of vengeance, that all things which are written may be fulfilled.

Don’t seek revenge yourselves, beloved, but give place to God’s wrath. For it is written, “Vengeance belongs to me; I will repay, says the Lord.”

God chose the lowly things of the world, and the things that are despised, and the things that don’t exist, that he might bring to nothing the things that exist,

Since it is a righteous thing with God to repay affliction to those who afflict you,

So, then, my beloved brothers, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, and slow to anger;

So the tongue is also a little member, and boasts great things. See how a small fire can spread to a large forest!

The nations were angry, and your wrath came, as did the time for the dead to be judged, and to give your bondservants the prophets, their reward, as well as to the saints, and those who fear your name, to the small and the great, and to destroy those who destroy the earth.”

The archers have severely grieved him, shot at him, and persecuted him:

He said, “Go out, and stand on the mountain before Yahweh.” Behold, Yahweh passed by, and a great and strong wind tore the mountains, and broke in pieces the rocks before Yahweh; but Yahweh was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake; but Yahweh was not in the earthquake.

“Shouldn’t the multitude of words be answered? Should a man full of talk be justified?

“Be silent! Leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.

“Should a wise man answer with vain knowledge, and fill himself with the east wind?

My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh—how long?

Arise, Yahweh! God, lift up your hand! Don’t forget the helpless.

For, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?

A father of the fatherless, and a defender of the widows, is God in his holy habitation.

They say, “How does God know? Is there knowledge in the Most High?”

A wicked messenger falls into trouble, but a trustworthy envoy gains healing.

A gentle tongue is a tree of life, but deceit in it crushes the spirit.

The lips of the wise spread knowledge; not so with the heart of fools.

For as a dream comes with a multitude of cares, so a fool’s speech with a multitude of words.

Sing to Yahweh! Praise Yahweh, for he has delivered the soul of the needy from the hand of evildoers.

the lips of those that rose up against me, and their plots against me all day long.

Why do you forget us forever, and forsake us for so long a time?

He changes the times and the seasons. He removes kings, and sets up kings. He gives wisdom to the wise, and knowledge to those who have understanding.

Let the priests, the ministers of Yahweh, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, “Spare your people, Yahweh, and don’t give your heritage to reproach, that the nations should rule over them. Why should they say among the peoples, ‘Where is their God?’ ”

Don’t oppress the widow, nor the fatherless, the foreigner, nor the poor; and let none of you devise evil against his brother in your heart.’

You offspring of vipers, how can you, being evil, speak good things? For out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks.

“The day following, he appeared to them as they fought, and urged them to be at peace again, saying, ‘Sirs, you are brothers. Why do you wrong one another?’

When she pressed him daily with her words and urged him, his soul was troubled to death.

Then Abner called to Joab, and said, “Shall the sword devour forever? Don’t you know that it will be bitterness in the latter end? How long will it be then, before you ask the people to return from following their brothers?”

“How long will you speak these things? Shall the words of your mouth be a mighty wind?

Oh that you would be completely silent! Then you would be wise.

“How long will you hunt for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.

“As God lives, who has taken away my right, the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter

He breaks mighty men in pieces in ways past finding out, and sets others in their place.

How long, Yahweh? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?

As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”

His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.

Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, “For”, they say, “who hears us?”

who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and aim their arrows, deadly words,

He will judge the poor of the people. He will save the children of the needy, and will break the oppressor in pieces.

There is one who speaks rashly like the piercing of a sword, but the tongue of the wise heals.

Death and life are in the power of the tongue; those who love it will eat its fruit.

They cried with a loud voice, saying, “How long, Master, the holy and true, until you judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?”