TSK · Proverbs 12:25

I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.

There is that speaketh wordes like the prickings of a sworde: but the tongue of wise men is health.

A ioyfull heart maketh a chearefull countenance: but by the sorow of the heart the minde is heauie.

A ioy commeth to a man by the answere of his mouth: and how good is a word in due seaso?

Faire wordes are as an hony combe, sweetenesse to the soule, and health to the bones.

The spirit of a man will susteine his infirmitie: but a wounded spirit who can beare it?

As oyntment and perfume reioyce the heart, so doeth the sweetenes of a mans friend by hearty counsell.

And the Lorde answered the Angel that talked with me, with good wordes and comfortable wordes.

For in great affliction, & anguish of heart I wrote vnto you with many teares: not that yee should be made sorie, but that ye might perceiue the loue which I haue, specially vnto you.