Good is grief above laughter: for in the illness of the face the heart shall be good.
Before I shall be humbled I go astray: and now I watched thy word.
Good for me that thou didst humble me, so that I shall learn thy laws.
To laughter I said, It is mad: and to gladness, What did this?
The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; and the heart of the foolish in the house of gladness.
And he will say, Thou shalt not fear, O man of desires: peace to thee; be strong, and be strong. And in his speaking with me I was strengthened, and saying, My lord shall speak; for thou didst strengthen me.
Happy the hungering now: for ye shall be satisfied. Happy the weeping now: for ye shall laugh.
Woe to you having been filled for ye shall hunger. Woe to you laughing now! for ye shall grieve and weep.
For the present moment the lightness of our pressure works to us an eternal weight of glory, as eminence upon eminence;