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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.

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

Celestial voices
    _Hymn_ it unto our souls.
                 _R. H. Dana._




                              HYPOCRISY.


The _hypocrite’s_ hope shall perish.--Job, viii. 13.

The triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the _hypocrite_
but for a moment.--Job, xx. 5.

For the vile person will speak villany, and his heart will work
iniquity, to practise _hypocrisy_, and to utter error against the
Lord.--Isaiah, xxxii. 6.

When thou doest thine alms, do not sound a trumpet before thee as the
_hypocrites_ do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may
have glory of men.

When thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the _hypocrites_ are; for they
love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the
streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have
their reward.--Matthew, vi. 2, 5.


    So smooth he daubed his life with show of virtue,
    He lived from all attainder of suspect.
                                          _Shakspere._


    _Hypocrisy_, detest her as we may,
    (And no man’s hatred ever wronged her yet)
    May claim this merit still, that she admits
    The worth of what she mimics with such care,
    And thus gives virtue indirect applause.
                                        _Cowper._


      Great day of revelation! in the grave
    The _hypocrite_ had left his mask, and stood
    In naked ugliness. He was a man
    Who stole the livery of the court of heaven
    To serve the devil in; in virtue’s guise,
    Devoured the widow’s house and orphan’s bread;
    In holy phrase, transacted villanies
    That common sinners durst not meddle with;
    At sacred feast, he sat among the saints,
    And with his guilty hands touched holiest things;
    And none of sin lamented more, or sighed
    More deeply, or with graver countenance,
    Or longer prayer, wept o’er the dying man
    Whose infant children, at the moment, he
    Planned how to rob.
                        Seest thou the man,
    A serpent with an angel’s voice! a grave
    With flowers bestrewed!
                                             _Pollok._


    I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl,
    The secret mischiefs that I set abroach,
    I lay unto the grievous charge of others.
    But then I sigh, and with a piece of scripture
    Tell them--that God bids us do good for evil.
    And thus I clothe my naked villany,
    With old, odd ends, stol’n forth of Holy Writ.
                                       _Shakspere._

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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

Celestial voices
    _Hymn_ it unto our souls.
                 _R. H. Dana._




                              HYPOCRISY.


The _hypocrite’s_ hope shall perish.--Job, viii. 13.

The triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the _hypocrite_
but for a moment.--Job, xx. 5.

For the vile person will speak villany, and his heart will work
iniquity, to practise _hypocrisy_, and to utter error against the
Lord.--Isaiah, xxxii. 6.

When thou doest thine alms, do not sound a trumpet before thee as the
_hypocrites_ do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may
have glory of men.

When thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the _hypocrites_ are; for they
love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the
streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have
their reward.--Matthew, vi. 2, 5.


    So smooth he daubed his life with show of virtue,
    He lived from all attainder of suspect.
                                          _Shakspere._


    _Hypocrisy_, detest her as we may,
    (And no man’s hatred ever wronged her yet)
    May claim this merit still, that she admits
    The worth of what she mimics with such care,
    And thus gives virtue indirect applause.
                                        _Cowper._


      Great day of revelation! in the grave
    The _hypocrite_ had left his mask, and stood
    In naked ugliness. He was a man
    Who stole the livery of the court of heaven
    To serve the devil in; in virtue’s guise,
    Devoured the widow’s house and orphan’s bread;
    In holy phrase, transacted villanies
    That common sinners durst not meddle with;
    At sacred feast, he sat among the saints,
    And with his guilty hands touched holiest things;
    And none of sin lamented more, or sighed
    More deeply, or with graver countenance,
    Or longer prayer, wept o’er the dying man
    Whose infant children, at the moment, he
    Planned how to rob.
                        Seest thou the man,
    A serpent with an angel’s voice! a grave
    With flowers bestrewed!
                                             _Pollok._


    I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl,
    The secret mischiefs that I set abroach,
    I lay unto the grievous charge of others.
    But then I sigh, and with a piece of scripture
    Tell them--that God bids us do good for evil.
    And thus I clothe my naked villany,
    With old, odd ends, stol’n forth of Holy Writ.
                                       _Shakspere._

Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.

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