TSK · Proverbs 12:25

I am become crooked, and am exceedingly pulled downe: I go a mourning all the day long.

A slaunderous person pricketh lyke a sworde: but a wise mans tongue is wholsome.

A mery heart maketh a chearfull countenaunce: but by the sorowe of the heart the mynde is heauy.

A ioyfull thing it is to a man whe his counsayle is folowed: and howe good is a worde spoken in season.

Fayre wordes are an hony combe, a refresshyng of the mynde, and health of the bones.

A good stomacke beareth out sickenesse: but the minde beyng sicke, who shall heale it?

Baulme and sweete incense make the heart merie: so sweete is that frende that geueth counsell from the heart.

So the Lorde gaue a louing and a comfortable aunswere vnto the angel that talked with me.

For in great affliction and anguishe of heart, I wrote vnto you with many teares, not that ye shoulde be made sorie, but that ye myght perceaue the loue which I haue, most specially vnto you.