TSK · Proverbs 13:12

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

Wherefore 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 an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, [and] established my goings.

I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

¶ Hear me speedily, O LORD: my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

¶ The fruit of the righteous [is] a tree of life; and he that winneth souls [is] wise.

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.

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