But I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the comfort of my lips would relieve your grief.
Brethren, if a man is overtaken in any trespass, you who are spiritual restore such a one in a spirit of gentleness, considering yourself lest you also be tempted.
As iron sharpens iron, So a man sharpens the countenance of his friend.
Ointment and perfume delight the heart, And the sweetness of a man’s friend gives delight by hearty counsel.
Wait on the Lord; Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart; Wait, I say, on the Lord!
I chose the way for them, and sat as chief; So I dwelt as a king in the army, As one who comforts mourners.
“To him who is afflicted, kindness should be shown by his friend, Even though he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
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 relieved; And if I remain silent, how am I eased?
How forceful are right words! But what does your arguing prove?