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- For lack of wood the fire goes out, And where there is no whisperer, contention quiets down.
- Like charcoal to hot embers and wood to fire, So is a contentious man to kindle strife.
- The words of a whisperer are like dainty morsels, And they go down into the innermost parts of the body.
- Like an earthen vessel overlaid with silver dross Are burning lips and a wicked heart.
- He who hates disguises it with his lips, But he lays up deceit in his heart.
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- When he speaks graciously, do not believe him, For there are seven abominations in his heart.
- Though his hatred covers itself with guile, His wickedness will be revealed before the assembly.
- He who digs a pit will fall into it, And he who rolls a stone, it will come back on him.
- A lying tongue hates those it crushes, And a flattering mouth works ruin.
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