Proverbs 3:8

24Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, Sweetness to the soul and health to the bones.

3He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds.

6From the sole of the foot even to the head, There is no soundness in it, But wounds and bruises and putrefying sores; They have not been closed or bound up, Or soothed with ointment.

12"For thus says the LORD: "Your affliction is incurable, Your wound is severe. 13There is no one to plead your cause, That you may be bound up; You have no healing medicines.

4As for your nativity, on the day you were born your navel cord was not cut, nor were you washed in water to cleanse you; you were not rubbed with salt nor wrapped in swaddling cloths. 5No eye pitied you, to do any of these things for you, to have compassion on you; but you were thrown out into the open field, when you yourself were loathed on the day you were born.

24His pails are full of milk, And the marrow of his bones is moist.