May praise flow freely from my lips, for you teach me your statutes.

They will talk about the fame of your great kindness, and sing about your justice.

I will sing a song that imparts wisdom; I will make insightful observations about the past.

They spew out threats and speak defiantly; all the evildoers boast.

The tongue of the wise treats knowledge correctly, but the mouth of the fool spouts out folly.

The heart of the righteous considers how to answer, but the mouth of the wicked pours out evil things.

Day after day it speaks out; night after night it reveals his greatness.

Look, they hurl insults at me and openly threaten to kill me, for they say, “Who hears?”

If only you will respond to my rebuke, then I will pour out my thoughts to you and I will make my words known to you.

The words of a person’s mouth are like deep waters, and the fountain of wisdom is like a flowing brook.

One dead fly makes the perfumer’s ointment give off a rancid stench, so a little folly can outweigh much wisdom.