Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; but a wounded spirit who can bear?
Then Job arose, and rent his robe, and shaved his head, and fell down upon the ground, and worshipped;
So Satan went forth from the presence of Jehovah, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot unto his crown.
He healeth the broken in heart, And bindeth up their wounds.
And not only so, but we also rejoice in our tribulations: knowing that tribulation worketh stedfastness;
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or anguish, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
2 Corinthians 1:12
For our glorifying is this, the testimony of our conscience, that in holiness and sincerity of God, not in fleshly wisdom but in the grace of God, we behaved ourselves in the world, and more abundantly to you-ward.
2 Corinthians 12:9
And he hath said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my power is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my weaknesses, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
Count it all joy, my brethren, when ye fall into manifold temptations;
1 Peter 1:6
Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, ye have been put to grief in manifold trials,
A cheerful heart is a good medicine; But a broken spirit drieth up the bones.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me through visions:
If I be wicked, woe unto me; And if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head; Being filled with ignominy, And looking upon mine affliction.
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.
As with a sword in my bones, mine adversaries reproach me, While they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
Because of the voice of the enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked; For they cast iniquity upon me, And in anger they persecute me.
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; My soul refused to be comforted.
Jehovah, why castest thou off my soul? Why hidest thou thy face from me?
For I am poor and needy, And my heart is wounded within me.
And he taketh with him Peter and James and John, and began to be greatly amazed, and sore troubled.
2 Corinthians 2:7
so that contrariwise ye should rather forgive him and comfort him, lest by any means such a one should be swallowed up with his overmuch sorrow.