Proverbs 17:22
A mery heart make a lustie age: but a sorowfull minde dryeth vp the bones.
A mery heart make a lustie age: but a sorowfull minde dryeth vp the bones.
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13A mery heart maketh a chearfull countenaunce: but by the sorowe of the heart the mynde is heauy.
14The heart of hym that hath vnderstandyng doth seke knowledge: but the mouth of fooles is fed with foolishnesse.
15All the dayes of the poore are miserable: but a quiet heart is a continuall feast.
16Better is a litle with the feare of the Lorde: then great treasure, and trouble therwith.
25Heauinesse discourageth the heart of man: but a good worde maketh it glad agayne.
30The clearnes of the eye reioyseth the heart, & a good name feedeth the bones.
2It is better to go into an house of mourning, then into a banketting house: For there is the ende of all men, and he that is liuing taketh it to heart.
3Grauitie is better then to laugh: for when the countenaunce is heauie, the heart is refourmed.
4The heart of the wise is in the mourning house: but the heart of the foolishe is in the house of myrth.
13The heart is sorowfull euen in laughter, and the ende of myrth is heauinesse.
14A backe slydyng heart shalbe fylled with his owne wayes: but a good man shall depart from hym.
30A mery heart is the lyfe of the body: but enuie consumeth away the bones.
14A good stomacke beareth out sickenesse: but the minde beyng sicke, who shall heale it?
8So shall thy nauell be whole, and thy bones strong.
8Make thou me to heare some ioy and gladnesse: let the bones reioyce which thou hast broken.
24Fayre wordes are an hony combe, a refresshyng of the mynde, and health of the bones.
20Who so hath a frowarde heart, obteyneth no good: and he that hath a double tongue, shall fall into mischiefe.
21He that begetteth a foole, begetteth his sorowe: and the father of a foole can haue no ioy.
20Who so taketh away a mans garment in the colde weather, is like vineger vpon lime, or lyke hym that singeth songues to an heauie heart.
15That he may bryng foorth foode out of the earth: both wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oyle to make hym haue a chearefull countenaunce, & also bread to strengthen mans heart.
21Thy mouth shall he fill with laughing, and thy lippes with gladnesse.
1Then sayde I thus in my heart: Nowe go to, I will take myne ease, and haue good dayes: But lo, that is vanitie also.
2Insomuch that I saide vnto the man geuen to laughter, thou art mad: and to mirth, what doest thou?
15Therfore I commende gladnesse, because a man hath no better thing vnder the sunne, then to eate and drinke, and to be merie: for that shall he haue of his labour, al the dayes of his life which God geueth hym vnder the sunne.
23A ioyfull thing it is to a man whe his counsayle is folowed: and howe good is a worde spoken in season.
3He healeth those that are broken in heart: he wrappeth vp their sorowes.
4A wholsome tongue is a tree of lyfe: but the frowardnesse therof doth make sad the spirite.
19Meate maketh men to laugh, and wine maketh them merie: but vnto money are all thinges obedient.
10Put away displeasure out of thine heart, and remoue euill from thy body: for chyldhood and youth is but vanitie.
21Foolishnesse is ioy to him that is destitute of knowledge: but a man of vnderstandyng walketh vprightly.
22For they are life vnto those that finde them, and health vnto all their bodyes.
6For the laughyng of fooles is like the cracking of thornes vnder a pot: and that is but a vayne thing.
23The vngodly taketh gyftes out of the bosome, to wrest the wayes of iudgement.
12Hope deferred greeueth the heart: but whe the desire cometh, it is a tree of life.
22The blessyng of the Lorde maketh riche: and bryngeth no sorowe of heart with it.
23A foole doth wickedly, and maketh but a sport of it: but wisdome ruleth the man that hath vnderstandyng.
3The foolishnesse of man paruerteth his way: and his heart fretteth against the Lorde.
6Geue strong drynke vnto such as are redy to perishe, and wine vnto those that mourne:
17Behold, blessed is the man whom God correcteth, therefore refuse not thou the chastening of the almightie:
17He that is mercifull, doth hym selfe a benefite: but who so hurteth his neyghbour, is a tiraunt.
15My sonne if thy heart receaue wysdome, my heart also shall reioyce:
9Baulme and sweete incense make the heart merie: so sweete is that frende that geueth counsell from the heart.
7Go thou thy way then, eate thy bread with ioy, & drinke thy wine with a glad heart, for thy workes please god:
10The heart knoweth his owne soules bitternesse: and the straunger shall not be partaker of his ioy.
20For he thinketh not much howe long he shall lyue, forasmuch as God fylleth his heart with gladnesse.
12So I perceaued that in those thinges there is nothyng better for a man then to be mery, and to do well as long as he lyueth.