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Earthly » Joy joy » Joy, earthly
Even in laughter is the heart pained, And the latter end of joy is affliction.
And all that mine eyes asked I kept not back from them; I withheld not my heart from any joy, for my heart rejoiced because of all my labour, and this hath been my portion, from all my labour,
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
And removed have been gladness and joy from the fruitful field, And in vineyards they sing not, nor shout, Wine in the presses treadeth not the treader, Shouting I have caused to cease.
be exceeding afflicted, and mourn, and weep, let your laughter to mourning be turned, and the joy to heaviness;
Happiness » Of the wicked » Is vain
I said in my heart, 'Pray, come, I try thee with mirth, and look thou on gladness;' and lo, even it is vanity.
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
Happiness of the The Wicked » Is vain
I said in my heart, 'Pray, come, I try thee with mirth, and look thou on gladness;' and lo, even it is vanity.
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
Joy » Earthly » Manifested in laughter
Even in laughter is the heart pained, And the latter end of joy is affliction.
Better is sorrow than laughter, For by the sadness of the face the heart becometh better.
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
be exceeding afflicted, and mourn, and weep, let your laughter to mourning be turned, and the joy to heaviness;
Woe to you who have been filled -- because ye shall hunger. 'Woe to you who are laughing now -- because ye shall mourn and weep.
Joy » Earthly » General references to
Even in laughter is the heart pained, And the latter end of joy is affliction.
And all that mine eyes asked I kept not back from them; I withheld not my heart from any joy, for my heart rejoiced because of all my labour, and this hath been my portion, from all my labour,
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
And removed have been gladness and joy from the fruitful field, And in vineyards they sing not, nor shout, Wine in the presses treadeth not the treader, Shouting I have caused to cease.
be exceeding afflicted, and mourn, and weep, let your laughter to mourning be turned, and the joy to heaviness;
Joy » Of the wicked
Even in laughter is the heart pained, And the latter end of joy is affliction.
And all that mine eyes asked I kept not back from them; I withheld not my heart from any joy, for my heart rejoiced because of all my labour, and this hath been my portion, from all my labour,
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
And removed have been gladness and joy from the fruitful field, And in vineyards they sing not, nor shout, Wine in the presses treadeth not the treader, Shouting I have caused to cease.
be exceeding afflicted, and mourn, and weep, let your laughter to mourning be turned, and the joy to heaviness;
But, if man liveth many years, In all of them let him rejoice, And remember the days of darkness, For they are many! all that is coming is vanity. Rejoice, O young man, in thy childhood, And let thy heart gladden thee in days of thy youth, And walk in the ways of thy heart, And in the sight of thine eyes, And know thou that for all these, Doth God bring thee into judgment.
Joy » Of the wicked » Is short-lived
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
Rebuke » Hearing the rebuke of the wise
Better to hear a rebuke of a wise man, Than for a man to hear a song of fools, For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
Sinners » Disowned » Joy of, brief
Even in laughter is the heart pained, And the latter end of joy is affliction.
And all that mine eyes asked I kept not back from them; I withheld not my heart from any joy, for my heart rejoiced because of all my labour, and this hath been my portion, from all my labour,
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
And removed have been gladness and joy from the fruitful field, And in vineyards they sing not, nor shout, Wine in the presses treadeth not the treader, Shouting I have caused to cease.
be exceeding afflicted, and mourn, and weep, let your laughter to mourning be turned, and the joy to heaviness;
Thorn » Used » For fuel
They compassed me about as bees, They have been extinguished as a fire of thorns, In the name of Jehovah I surely cut them off.
For as the noise of thorns under the pot, So is the laughter of a fool, even this is vanity.
Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away.