Words, Words, Words

The tongue is an arrow

Flaming with fire.

Its words can encourage.

Its words can inspire.

But much of the time

The words that we say

Singe others’ souls

With feverish hate.

So next time I’m tempted

To utter a phrase

Lord, let it be filled

With words of praise.

So others will know

That from me they will find

                         Words that are gentle and good and kind.