A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.
Again, they are minished and brought low through oppression, affliction, and sorrow. He poureth contempt upon princes, and causeth them to wander in the wilderness, where there is no way. Yet setteth he the poor on high from affliction, and maketh him families like a flock. The righteous shall see it, and rejoice: and all iniquity shall stop her mouth. Whoso is wise, and will observe these things, even they shall understand the lovingkindness of the Lord.
For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.
It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
For I have satiated the weary soul, and I have replenished every sorrowful soul.
So also you have sorrow now, but I will see you again, and your hearts will rejoice, and no one will take your joy from you.