A glad heart makes a cheerful countenance, but by sorrow of heart the spirit is broken.
So the king said to me, “Why is your face sad, since you are not sick? This can only be sadness of the heart.” Then I was very much afraid.
Anxiety weighs down the human heart, but a good word cheers it up.
A tranquil mind gives life to the flesh, but jealousy makes the bones rot.
All the days of the poor are hard, but a cheerful heart has a continual feast.
A cheerful heart is a good medicine, but a downcast spirit dries up the bones.
The human spirit will endure sickness, but a broken spirit—who can bear?
“Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me.
Indeed, this is our boast, the testimony of our conscience: we have behaved in the world with holiness and godly sincerity, not by earthly wisdom but by the grace of God—and all the more toward you.
so now instead you should forgive and console him, so that he may not be overwhelmed by even worse grief.
For godly grief produces a repentance that leads to salvation and brings no regret, but worldly grief produces death.