Proverbs 25:20
Like one who takes off clothing in cold weather and like acid on a wound, is he who makes melody to a sad heart.
Like one who takes off clothing in cold weather and like acid on a wound, is he who makes melody to a sad heart.
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13A glad heart makes a shining face, but by the sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.
22A glad heart makes a healthy body, but a crushed spirit makes the bones dry.
25Care in the heart of a man makes it weighted down, but a good word makes it glad.
2It is better to go to the house of weeping, than to go to the house of feasting; because that is the end of every man, and the living will take it to their hearts.
3Sorrow is better than joy; when the face is sad the mind gets better.
4The hearts of the wise are in the house of weeping; but the hearts of the foolish are in the house of joy.
5It is better to take note of the protest of the wise, than for a man to give ear to the song of the foolish.
6Like the cracking of thorns under a pot, so is the laugh of a foolish man; and this again is to no purpose.
6Give strong drink to him who is near to destruction, and wine to him whose soul is bitter:
7Let him have drink, and his need will go from his mind, and the memory of his trouble will be gone.
13Even while laughing the heart may be sad; and after joy comes sorrow.
7The new wine is thin, the vine is feeble, and all the glad-hearted make sounds of grief.
20Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;
19Putting one's faith in a false man in time of trouble is like a broken tooth and a shaking foot.
21If your hater is in need of food, give him bread; and if he is in need of drink, give him water:
25As cold water to a tired soul, so is good news from a far country.
9There is no more drinking of wine with a song; strong drink will be bitter to those who take it.
15All the days of the troubled are evil; but he whose heart is glad has an unending feast.
9Be troubled, with sorrow and weeping; let your laughing be turned to sorrow and your joy to grief.
23As the north wind gives birth to rain, so is an angry face caused by a tongue saying evil secretly.
7For as the thoughts of his heart are, so is he: Take food and drink, he says to you; but his heart is not with you.
13As the cold of snow in the time of grain-cutting, so is a true servant to those who send him; for he gives new life to the soul of his master.
14As clouds and wind without rain, so is one who takes credit for an offering he has not given.
31And my music has been turned to sorrow, and the sound of my pipe into the noise of weeping.
15The joy of our hearts is ended; our dancing is changed into sorrow.
25And another comes to his end with a bitter soul, without ever tasting good.
10No one has knowledge of a man's grief but himself; and a strange person has no part in his joy.
20My heart is broken by bitter words, I am full of grief; I made a search for some to have pity on me, but there was no one; I had no comforter.
18Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
22Only his flesh still has pain, and his soul is sad.
7The full man has no use for honey, but to the man in need of food every bitter thing is sweet.
17This is what I have seen: it is good and fair for a man to take meat and drink and to have joy in all his work under the sun, all the days of his life which God has given him; that is his reward.
9Oil and perfume make glad the heart, and the wise suggestion of a friend is sweet to the soul.
30A quiet mind is the life of the body, but envy is a disease in the bones.
26Like acid drink to the teeth and as smoke to the eyes, so is the hater of work to those who send him.
15Like an unending dropping on a day of rain is a bitter-tongued woman.
18He put on cursing like a robe, and it has come into his body like water, and into his bones like oil.
5In the thought of him who is in comfort there is no respect for one who is in trouble; such is the fate of those whose feet are slipping.
11By you my sorrow is turned into dancing; you have taken away my clothing of grief, and given me robes of joy;
15He has made my life nothing but pain, he has given me the bitter root in full measure.
23All his days are sorrow, and his work is full of grief. Even in the night his heart has no rest. This again is to no purpose.
18As one who is off his head sends about flaming sticks and arrows of death,
19So is the man who gets the better of his neighbour by deceit, and says, Am I not doing so in sport?
14My servants will make songs in the joy of their hearts, but you will be crying for sorrow, and making sounds of grief from a broken spirit.
36And he said to them, in a story, No man takes a bit of cloth from a new coat and puts it on to an old coat, for so the new coat would be damaged and the bit from the new would not go well with the old.
21My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
5You have given them the bread of weeping for food; for their drink you have given them sorrow in great measure.
19Like face looking at face in water, so are the hearts of men to one another.
21No man puts a bit of new cloth on an old coat: or the new, by pulling away from the old, makes a worse hole.
9Like a thorn which goes up into the hand of a man overcome by drink, so is a wise saying in the mouth of a foolish man.