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Proverbs 12:25 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769

25 Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop: But a good word maketh it glad.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

25 Anxiety in a man's heart weighs it down, but an encouraging word makes it glad. [Ps. 50:4; Prov. 15:13.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

25 Heaviness in the heart of a man maketh it stoop; But a good word maketh it glad.

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Common English Bible

25 Anxiety leads to depression, but a good word encourages.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

25 Grief in the heart of a man humbles him. And with a good word he shall be made glad.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

25 Grief in the heart of a man shall bring him low, but with a good word he shall be made glad.

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Proverbs 12:25
19 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, Sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.


A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: But by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.


A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: But a broken spirit drieth the bones.


The Lord GOD hath given me the tongue of the learned, that I should know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary: he wakeneth morning by morning, he wakeneth mine ear to hear as the learned.


A man hath joy by the answer of his mouth: And a word spoken in due season, how good is it!


And the LORD answered the angel that talked with me with good words and comfortable words.


There is that speaketh like the piercings of a sword: But the tongue of the wise is health.


Ointment and perfume rejoice the heart: So doth the sweetness of a man's friend by hearty counsel.


Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; For I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.


The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; But a wounded spirit who can bear?


A word fitly spoken Is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.


I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.


All the days of the afflicted are evil: But he that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast.


The heart knoweth his own bitterness; And a stranger doth not intermeddle with his joy.


The righteous is more excellent than his neighbour: But the way of the wicked seduceth them.


The light of the eyes rejoiceth the heart: And a good report maketh the bones fat.


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