The advice given is right,
The instruction true, alive,
Deceived souls and wounded ones,
They need the medicine of words.

A wise wife reproaches:
“You teach others so confidently,
Is your teaching not false,
When you yourself sin like no one?”

She is right. I do not argue,
It does not work for me, I admit.
And again I stumble on the thought:
“The medicine is the Word.” By the Word I am healed
And I give it to the sick.