Death and life are in the power of
The tongue, it's little and boasts great things,
It's a fire, a word of evil
You can bless or curse men
Destroy or rebuild,
Words shot like arrows to kill,
Tongues taught to sepak lies,
Critic, deceit
Abundance of the heart, speaks the mouth
There is a time to speak or keep silent
Speak as a child or a grown up
Every man be ready to hear
And slow to speak, I say you
That every word that men shall speak
Will give account in the day of judgement
For your words you will be condemned