Analysis of The Wandering Tongue

The words are softly spoken,
Not meant for all to hear;
For these are words of poison,
It´s  gossip spoken here.

The tongue´s a mighty weapon,
Used carelessly in speech;
To tear upon your human sibling,
Instead of words to teach.

The power to control it,
And change it into love;
Is also found within us,
If we seek our Lord above.

Now like the little shepherd,
Who looks for sheep astray;
Lord, help me with the words I speak,
Be cautious, in what I say.