Where there’s no whisperer a quarrel dies
just like a flame within a woodless fire.
Smoldering embers hold a flame within
as do contentious folks among their friends.
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Words of a gossip are like tasty treats
which, when they’re swallowed seem to be so sweet.
That’s how they feel, but they’ve an evil heart.
Under the surface there’s a bitter part.
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Hatred is in disguise beneath the guile
where it will be exposed in just while
Enemies sometimes speak in gracious lies
Hiding abominations with a smile.
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Image: by Eucalyp from the noun project
Source: Proverbs 26:20-28
Text: © David Alexander, 2021
Tune: Highland Cathedral, Public Domain
Score: https://www.smallchurchmusic.com/Score_PDF/GodOurCreator-HighlandCathedral.pdf
Audio:www.smallchurchmusic.com Used by Permission
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