TSK · Proverbs 17:22

My strength^H3581 is dried up^H3001H8804 like a potsherd^H2789; and my tongue^H3956 cleaveth^H1692H8716 to my jaws^H4455; and thou hast brought^H8239H8799 me into the dust^H6083 of death^H4194.

For my days^H3117 are consumed^H3615H8804 like smoke^H6227, and my bones^H6106 are burned^H2787H8738 as an hearth^H4168.

A merry^H8056 heart^H3820 maketh a cheerful^H3190H8686 countenance^H6440: but by sorrow^H6094 of the heart^H3820 the spirit^H7307 is broken^H5218.

I said^H559H8804 of laughter^H7814, It is mad^H1984H8781: and of mirth^H8057, What^H2090 doeth^H6213H8802 it?

By^G1223 whom^G3739 also^G2532 we have^G2192G5758 access^G4318 by faith^G4102 into^G1519 this^G5026 grace^G5485 wherein^G1722G3739 we stand^G2476G5758, and^G2532 rejoice^G2744G5736 in^G1909 hope^G1680 of the glory^G1391 of God^G2316.

For^G1063 godly^G2316G2596 sorrow^G3077 worketh^G2716G5736 repentance^G3341 to^G1519 salvation^G4991 not to be repented of^G278: but^G1161 the sorrow^G3077 of the world^G2889 worketh^G2716G5736 death^G2288.