The spirit of a man will sustain him in sickness; but a wounded spirit who can bear?
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison thereof drinks up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror has overwhelmed me.
And Moses spoke so unto the children of Israel: but they hearkened not unto Moses because of anguish of spirit, and of cruel bondage.
A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance: but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.
A merry heart does good like a medicine: but a broken spirit dries the bones.
For our rejoicing is this, the testimony of our conscience, that in simplicity and godly sincerity, not with fleshly wisdom, but by the grace of God, we have conducted ourselves in the world, and more abundantly toward you.
So that instead you ought rather to forgive him, and comfort him, lest perhaps such a one should be swallowed up with too much sorrow.
My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials;
In which you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, you are in heaviness through manifold trials: