A cheerful heart is a good medicine;\par\tab But a broken spirit drieth up the bones.
A glad heart maketh a cheerful countenance;\par\tab But by sorrow of heart the spirit is broken.
Heaviness in the heart of a man maketh it stoop;\par\tab But a good word maketh it glad.
The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity;\par\tab But a broken spirit who can bear?
For godly sorrow worketh repentance unto salvation, {\i a repentance} which bringeth no regret: but the sorrow of the world worketh death.
so that contrariwise ye should rather forgive him and comfort him, lest by any means such a one should be swallowed up with his overmuch sorrow.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd;\par\tab And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws;\par\tab And thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
Pleasant words are {\i as} a honeycomb,\par\tab Sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.
I said of laughter, It is mad; and of mirth, What doeth it?