Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.
Speaking rashly is like a piercing sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.
Eat honey, my son, for it is good, and the honeycomb is sweet to your taste.
For they are life to those who find them, and health to the whole body.
A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver.
My inmost being will rejoice when your lips speak what is right.
This will bring healing to your body and refreshment to your bones.
How sweet are Your words to my taste—sweeter than honey in my mouth!
Oil and incense bring joy to the heart, and the counsel of a friend is sweetness to the soul.
They are more precious than gold, than much pure gold; they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the comb.
The LORD detests the thoughts of the wicked, but the words of the pure are pleasant to Him.
Your words were found, and I ate them. Your words became my joy and my heart’s delight. For I bear Your name, O LORD God
Let my teaching fall like rain and my speech settle like dew, like gentle rain on new grass, like showers on tender plan
It was the first day of the week, and that very evening, while the disciples were together with the doors locked for fea
A man takes joy in a fitting reply—and how good is a timely word!
Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your