Proverbs 18:14

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Proverbs 18:14

The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; but a wounded spirit who can bear?

Spirit

But

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Spirit

Then Job arose, and rent his mantle, and shaved his head, and fell down upon the ground, and worshipped,

So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, 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 glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience;

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?

For our rejoicing is this, the testimony of our conscience, that in simplicity and godly sincerity, not with fleshly wisdom, but by the grace of God, we have had our conversation in the world, and more abundantly to you-ward.

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations;

Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations:

But

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones.

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: 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 will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see thou 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 waxed old through my roaring 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 enemies reproach me; while they say daily 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 wrath they hate me.

In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

LORD, 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 sore amazed, and to be very heavy;

So that contrariwise ye ought rather to forgive him, and comfort him, lest perhaps such a one should be swallowed up with overmuch sorrow.