the voices of the nobles fell silent, and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths.

Your words are sweeter in my mouth than honey!

Is there any falsehood on my lips? Can my mouth not discern evil things?

Does not the ear test words, as the tongue tastes food?

if he retains it for himself and does not let it go, and holds it fast in his mouth,

I have not even permitted my mouth to sin by asking for his life through a curse –

See now, I have opened my mouth; my tongue in my mouth has spoken.

For the ear assesses words as the mouth tastes food.

For the lips of the adulterous woman drip honey, and her seductive words are smoother than olive oil,

For my mouth speaks truth, and my lips hate wickedness.

Eat honey, my child, for it is good, and honey from the honeycomb is sweet to your taste.

His mouth is very sweet; he is totally desirable. This is my beloved! This is my companion, O maidens of Jerusalem!

May your mouth be like the best wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding gently over our lips as we sleep together.

ד (Dalet) The infant’s tongue sticks to the roof of its mouth due to thirst; little children beg for bread, but no one gives them even a morsel.

May my tongue stick to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember you, and do not give Jerusalem priority over whatever gives me the most joy.

The Beloved about Her Lover: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

I will make your tongue stick to the roof of your mouth so that you will be silent and unable to reprove them, for they are a rebellious house.

Sound the alarm! An eagle looms over the temple of the Lord! For they have broken their covenant with me, and have rebelled against my law.