Proverbs 25:20
As he that taketh away a garment in cold weather, and as vinegar upon nitre, so is he that singeth songs to an heavy heart.
As he that taketh away a garment in cold weather, and as vinegar upon nitre, so is he that singeth songs to an heavy heart.
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13A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.
22A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.
25Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop: but a good word maketh it glad.
2It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.
3Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.
4The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.
5It is better to hear the rebuke of the wise, than for a man to hear the song of fools.
6For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool: this also is vanity.
6Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, and wine unto those that be of heavy hearts.
7Let him drink, and forget his poverty, and remember his misery no more.
13Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful; and the end of that mirth is heaviness.
7The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merryhearted do sigh.
20Wherefore is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul;
19Confidence in an unfaithful man in time of trouble is like a broken tooth, and a foot out of joint.
21If thine enemy be hungry, give him bread to eat; and if he be thirsty, give him water to drink:
25As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country.
9They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink shall be bitter to them that drink it.
15All the days of the afflicted are evil: but he that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast.
9Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.
23The north wind driveth away rain: so doth an angry countenance a backbiting tongue.
7For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he: Eat and drink, saith he to thee; but his heart is not with thee.
13As the cold of snow in the time of harvest, so is a faithful messenger to them that send him: for he refresheth the soul of his masters.
14Whoso boasteth himself of a false gift is like clouds and wind without rain.
31My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
15The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.
25And another dieth in the bitterness of his soul, and never eateth with pleasure.
10The heart knoweth his own bitterness; and a stranger doth not intermeddle with his joy.
20Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.
22But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.
7The full soul loatheth an honeycomb; but to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet.
17All his days also he eateth in darkness, and he hath much sorrow and wrath with his sickness.
9Ointment and perfume rejoice the heart: so doth the sweetness of a man's friend by hearty counsel.
30A sound heart is the life of the flesh: but envy the rottenness of the bones.
26As vinegar to the teeth, and as smoke to the eyes, so is the sluggard to them that send him.
15A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike.
18As he clothed himself with cursing like as with his garment, so let it come into his bowels like water, and like oil into his bones.
5He that is ready to slip with his feet is as a lamp despised in the thought of him that is at ease.
11Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
15He hath filled me with bitterness, he hath made me drunken with wormwood.
23For all his days are sorrows, and his travail grief; yea, his heart taketh not rest in the night. This is also vanity.
18As a mad man who casteth firebrands, arrows, and death,
19So is the man that deceiveth his neighbour, and saith, Am not I in sport?
14Behold, my servants shall sing for joy of heart, but ye shall cry for sorrow of heart, and shall howl for vexation of spirit.
36And he spake also a parable unto them; No man putteth a piece of a new garment upon an old; if otherwise, then both the new maketh a rent, and the piece that was taken out of the new agreeth not with the old.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
5Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.
19As in water face answereth to face, so the heart of man to man.
21No man also seweth a piece of new cloth on an old garment: else the new piece that filled it up taketh away from the old, and the rent is made worse.
9As a thorn goeth up into the hand of a drunkard, so is a parable in the mouth of fools.