Mirth

The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.

I said of laughter, It is mad: and of mirth, What doeth it?

The mirth of tabrets ceaseth, the noise of them that rejoice endeth, the joy of the harp ceaseth.

• Happiness

Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful; and the end of that mirth is heaviness.

• Sacrifices

The voice of joy, and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom, and the voice of the bride, the voice of them that shall say, Praise the LORD of hosts: for the LORD is good; for his mercy endureth for ever: and of them that shall bring the sacrifice of praise into the house of the LORD. For I will cause to return the captivity of the land, as at the first, saith the LORD.

Then I commended mirth, because a man hath no better thing under the sun, than to eat, and to drink, and to be merry: for that shall abide with him of his labour the days of his life, which God giveth him under the sun.

I will also cause all her mirth to cease, her feast days, her new moons, and her sabbaths, and all her solemn feasts.

For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.

• Happiness
• Heart
• Thorn

It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart. Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better. The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.

Moreover I will take from them the voice of mirth, and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom, and the voice of the bride, the sound of the millstones, and the light of the candle.

• Happiness

I said in mine heart, Go to now, I will prove thee with mirth, therefore enjoy pleasure: and, behold, this also is vanity.

There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.

• Happiness

That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment?

• Bow
• Happiness
• Iron

That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment? Though his excellency mount up to the heavens, and his head reach unto the clouds; Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: they which have seen him shall say, Where is he? He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night. read more The eye also which saw him shall see him no more; neither shall his place any more behold him. show less

• Camel

And he saw a chariot with a couple of horsemen, a chariot of asses, and a chariot of camels; and he hearkened diligently with much heed: