Instead, I would encourage you with my mouth, and the consolation from my lips would bring relief.
Brothers and sisters, if someone is overtaken in any wrongdoing, you who are spiritual, restore such a person with a gentle spirit, , watching out for yourselves so that you won’t also be tempted.
Iron sharpens iron, and one person sharpens another.
Oil and incense bring joy to the heart, and the sweetness of a friend is better than self-counsel.
I directed their course and presided as chief. I lived as a king among his troops, like one who comforts those who mourn.
A despairing man should receive loyalty from his friends, , even if he abandons the fear of the Almighty.
If you were in my place I could also talk like you. I could string words together against you and shake my head at you.
If I speak, my suffering is not relieved, and if I hold back, does any of it leave me?
How painful honest words can be! But what does your rebuke prove?