A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations: Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.
Religion
A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations: Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.
Quotations; Religious poetry
What is this passing scene?
A peevish April day!
A little sun--a little rain,
And then night sweeps along the plain,
And all things fade away.
Man (soon discussed,)
Yields up his trust,
And all his hopes and fears lie with him in the _dust_.
Then, since this world is vain,
And volatile and fleet,
Why should I lay up worldly joys,
When _dust_ corrupts, and moth destroys,
And cares and sorrows eat?
Why fly from ill
With anxious skill,
When soon the hand will freeze, the throbbing heart be still?
_H. K. White._
DUTY.
Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole _duty_ of
man.--Ecclesiastes, xii. 13.
So likewise ye, when ye shall have done all those things which are
commanded you, say, We are unprofitable servants: we have done that
which was our _duty_ to do.--Luke, xvii. 10.
Who shall, O God! ascend thy holy hill?
Ev’n he whose hands are clean, whose heart is pure,
Faithful of Word, and _dutiful_ of Will.
_J. A. Heraud._
Between ourselves and our desires, too oft,
We build a wall impassable. We mar
By futile artifice what honest skill
In either would alone effect.--Straight on,
And up the mountain, heavenwards aloft,
Should be the chosen path; however far
The goal may be; to reach it wants but will
To trust in God, and prudent courage drawn
From honourable purpose. Hard may be
The track, and steep to climb, but walls are none
To scale, nor ladders lack we, ’midst the chill
Of mental Alps, but only eyes to see
These words of truth light-written in the sun--
“The path of _duty_ aye runs up the hill.”
_Calder Campbell._
Rugged strength and radiant beauty--
These were one in nature’s plan;
Humble toil and heavenward _duty_--
These will form the perfect man.
_Mrs. Hale._
Stern daughter of the voice of God!
O _Duty_! if that name thou love
Who art a light to guide, a rod
To check the erring, and reprove;
Thou who art victory and law
When empty terrors overawe,
Give unto me, made lowly wise,
The spirit of self-sacrifice.
_Wordsworth._
DWELL--DWELLING.
Depart from evil, and do good; and _dwell_ for evermore.--Psalm xxxvii.
27.
My people shall _dwell_ in a peaceable habitation, and in sure
_dwellings_, and in quiet resting-places.--Isaiah, xxxii. 18.
No man hath seen God at any time. If we love one another, God
_dwelleth_ in us, and his love is perfected in us.
Hereby know we that we _dwell_ in him, and he in us, because he hath
given us of his Spirit.--I. John, iv. 12, 13.
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