But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would assuage your grief.
I also could speak as you do: if your soul were in my soul’s place, I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I hold back, what am I eased?
I chose their way, and sat chief, and dwelt as a king in the army, as one that comforts the mourners.
To him that is afflicted pity should be shown from his friend; but he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
How forceful are right words! but what does your arguing reprove?
Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.
Iron sharpens iron; so a man sharpens the face of his friend.
Ointment and perfume rejoice the heart: so does the sweetness of a man’s friend by hearty counsel.
Brethren, if a man is overtaken in a fault, you who are spiritual, restore such a one in the spirit of meekness; considering yourself, lest you also be tempted.