TSK · Proverbs 13:12

And Israel said unto Joseph, Now let me die, since I have seen thy face, that thou art yet alive.

And the king said unto me, Why is thy countenance sad, seeing thou art not sick? this is nothing else but sorrow of heart. Then I was very sore afraid.

He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay; And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

I am weary with my crying; my throat is dried: Mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; My spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.

The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life; And he that is wise winneth souls.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.

And ye therefore now have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no one taketh away from you.