Proverbs 27:7
A satiated soul treadeth down a honeycomb, And `to' a hungry soul every bitter thing `is' sweet.
A satiated soul treadeth down a honeycomb, And `to' a hungry soul every bitter thing `is' sweet.
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16Honey thou hast found -- eat thy sufficiency, Lest thou be satiated `with' it, and hast vomited it.
17Withdraw thy foot from thy neighbour's house, Lest he be satiated `with' thee, and have hated thee.
6Faithful are the wounds of a lover, And abundant the kisses of an enemy.
13Eat my son, honey that `is' good, And the honeycomb -- sweet to thy palate.
20And his life hath nauseated bread, And his soul desirable food.
6Eaten is an insipid thing without salt? Is there sense in the drivel of dreams?
7My soul is refusing to touch! They `are' as my sickening food.
17Sweet to a man `is' the bread of falsehood, And afterwards is his mouth filled `with' gravel.
17`Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.'
25The righteous is eating to the satiety of his soul, And the belly of the wicked lacketh!
9For He hath satisfied a longing soul, And a hungry soul hath filled `with' goodness.
25And this `one' dieth with a bitter soul, And have not eaten with gladness.
103How sweet to my palate hath been Thy saying, Above honey to my mouth.
24Sayings of pleasantness `are' a honeycomb, Sweet to the soul, and healing to the bone.
6Eat not the bread of an evil eye, And have no desire to his dainties,
7For as he hath thought in his soul, so `is' he, `Eat and drink,' saith he to thee, And his heart `is' not with thee.
8Thy morsel thou hast eaten thou dost vomit up, And hast marred thy words that `are' sweet.
7All the labour of man `is' for his mouth, and yet the soul is not filled.
10They are more desirable than gold, Yea, than much fine gold; and sweeter than honey, Even liquid honey of the comb.
5Hungry -- yea -- thirsty, Their soul in them becometh feeble,
27The eating of much honey is not good, Nor a searching out of one's own honour -- honour.
18All food doth their soul abominate, And they come nigh unto the gates of death,
30They do not despise the thief, When he stealeth to fill his soul when he is hungry,
19A desire accomplished is sweet to the soul, And an abomination to fools `is': Turn from evil.
2From the fruit of the mouth a man eateth good, And the soul of the treacherous -- violence.
8As a bird wandering from her nest, So `is' a man wandering from his place.
9Ointment and perfume rejoice the heart, And the sweetness of one's friend -- from counsel of the soul.
25For I have satiated the weary soul, And every grieved soul I have filled.'
9and I went away unto the messenger, saying to him, `Give me the little scroll;' and he saith to me, `Take, and eat it up, and it shall make thy belly bitter, but in thy mouth it shall be sweet -- as honey.'
10And I took the little scroll out of the hand of the messenger, and did eat it up, and it was in my mouth as honey -- sweet, and when I did eat it -- my belly was made bitter;
12Though he doth sweeten evil in his mouth, Doth hide it under his tongue,
15He hath filled me with bitter things, He hath filled me `with' wormwood.
25And all `they of' the land have come into a forest, and there is honey on the face of the field;
26and the people come in unto the forest, and lo, the honey dropped, and none is moving his hand unto his mouth, for the people feared the oath.
29And Jonathan saith, `My father hath troubled the land; see, I pray you, that mine eyes have become bright because I tasted a little of this honey.
14His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps `is' in his heart.
3Have no desire to his dainties, seeing it `is' lying food.
5The satiated for bread hired themselves, And the hungry have ceased. While the barren hath borne seven, And she abounding with sons hath languished.
20Sheol and destruction are not satisfied, And the eyes of man are not satisfied.
20From the fruit of a man's mouth is his belly satisfied, `From the' increase of his lips he is satisfied.
17Better `is' an allowance of green herbs and love there, Than a fatted ox, and hatred with it.
15Butter and honey he doth eat, When he knoweth to refuse evil, and to fix on good.
3For the ear doth try words, And the palate tasteth to eat.
29and honey, and butter, and sheep, and cheese of kine, have brought nigh for David, and for the people who `are' with him to eat, for they said, `Thy people `is' hungry, and weary, and thirsty, in the wilderness.'
14Whose mouth is full of cursing and bitterness.
22And it hath come to pass, From the abundance of the yielding of milk he eateth butter, For butter and honey doth every one eat Who is left in the heart of the land.
6and now our soul `is' dry, there is not anything, save the manna, before our eyes.'
4And her latter end `is' bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a sword `with' mouths.
11Doth not the ear try words? And the palate taste food for itself?
17He looketh not on rivulets, Flowing of brooks of honey and butter.