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.
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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
Perfumes, the more they’re chafed, the more they render
Their pleasant scents, and so _affliction_
Expresseth virtue fully.
_John Webster._
_Afflictions_ clarify the soul,
And, like hard masters, give more hard directions,
Tutoring the non-age of uncurbed affections.
_Francis Quarles._
To bear _affliction_ with a bended brow,
Or stubborn heart, is but to disallow
The speedy means to health.
_Francis Quarles._
A life all ease is all abused;--
O, precious grace that made the wise
To know--_affliction_, rightly used,
Is mercy in disguise.
_G. B. Cheever._
Heaven but tries our virtues by _affliction_,
And oft the cloud which wraps the present hour
Serves but to brighten all our future days.
_Dr. Brown._
I cannot call _affliction_ sweet,
And yet ’twas good to bear;
_Affliction_ brought me to Thy feet,
And I found comfort there.
My wearied soul was all resigned
To Thy most gracious will;
Oh! had I kept that better mind,
Or been _afflicted_ still!
Where are the vows which then I vowed,
The joys which then I knew?
Those vanished like the morning cloud,
These like the early dew.
Lord, grant me grace for every day,
Whate’er my state may be;
Through life, in death, with truth to say,
“My God is all to me!”
_J. Montgomery._
Come then, _Affliction_, if my Father bids,
And be my frowning friend: a friend that frowns,
Is better than a smiling enemy.
We welcome clouds that bring the former rain,
Though they the present prospect blacken round,
And shade the beauties of the opening year,
That, by their stores enriched, the earth may yield
A fruitful summer and a plenteous crop.
_Swaine._
Mid pleasure, plenty, and success,
Freely we take from Him who lends;
We boast the blessings we possess,
Yet scarcely thank the one who sends.
But let _affliction_ pour its smart,
How soon we quail beneath the rod!
With shattered pride, and prostrate heart,
We seek the long-forgotten God.
_Eliza Cook._
AGE.
Great men are not always wise, neither do the _aged_ understand
judgment.--Job, xxxii. 9.
And even to your old _age_ I am he; and even to hoar hairs will I carry
you.--Isaiah, xlvi. 4.
Cast me not off in the time of old _age_; forsake me not when my
strength faileth.--Psalm lxxi. 9.
Now also, when I am old and grey-headed, O God, forsake me not; until I
have showed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every
one that is to come.--Psalm lxxi. 18.
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