Proverbs 17:22

King James Version - American Edition

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

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My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

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

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

Pleasant words are as a honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.

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

I said of laughter, It is mad: and of mirth, What doeth it?

So that contrariwise ye ought rather to forgive him, and comfort him, lest perhaps such a one should be swallowed up with overmuch sorrow.

For godly sorrow worketh repentance to salvation not to be repented of: but the sorrow of the world worketh death.