Put no trust in a friend; have no confidence in a loved one; guard the door of your mouth from her who lies in your embrace, for the son...

Woe is me! For I have become like one who, after the summer fruit has been gathered, after the vintage has been gleaned, finds no cluster...

The voice of the LORD cries to the city (and he shall save those who fear his name): Hear, O tribe and assembly of the city! Can I forget...