Be calm in arguing: for fierceness makes
Error a fault, and truth discourtesy.
Why should I feel another man's mistakes
More than his sicknesses or poverty?
In love I should; but anger is not love,
Nor wisdom, neither; therefore gently move.
--George Herbert.
Why fret thee, soul,
For things beyond thy small control?
But do thy part, and thou shalt see
Heaven will have charge of them and thee.
Sow then thy seed, and wait in peace
The Lord's increase.
What is the use of worrying
And flurrying and scurrying
And breaking up one's rest;
When all the world is teaching us
And praying and beseeching us
That quiet ways are best.
I feel within me
A peace above all earthly dignities
A still and quiet conscience.
--William Shakespeare.
The stormy blast is strong, but mightier still
The calm that binds the storm beneath its peaceful will.
--John Sterling.
As running water cleanseth bodies dropped therein
So heavenly truth doth cleanse the secret heart from sin.
--From the Sanskrit, tr. by Frederic Rowland Marvin.
From our ill-ordered hearts we oft are fain to roam,
As men go forth who find unquietness at home.
--Richard Chenevix Trench.
A mind from every evil thought set free
I count the noblest gift of Deity.
--Aeschylus, tr. by Frederic Rowland Marvin.
A stone makes not great rivers turbid grow;
When saints are vexed their shallowness they show.
--Saadi.
Yes, Lord, one great eternal yes
To all my Lord shall say;
To what I know, or yet shall know,
In all the untried way.
Good striving
Brings thriving.
Better a dog who works
Than a lion who shirks.
--From the Persian.
HUMILITY
MEEKNESS, WEAKNESS, SELFLESSNESS
A LAST PRAYER
Father, I scarcely dare to pray,
So clear I see, now it is done,
That I have wasted half my day
And left my work but just begun.
So clear I see that things I thought
Were right, or harmless, were a sin;
So clear I see that I have sought
Unconscious, selfish aims to win;
So clear I see that I have hurt
The souls I might have helped to save;
That I have slothful been, inert,
Deaf to the calls Thy leaders gave.
In outskirts of thy kingdom vast,
Father, the humblest spot give me;
Set me the lowliest task thou hast;
Let me, repentant, work for thee.
--Helen Hunt Jackson.
A LOWLY HEART
Thy home is with the humble, Lord!
The simplest are the best,
Thy lodging is in childlike hearts:
Thou makest there thy rest.
Dear Comforter! Eternal Love!
If thou wilt stay with me,
Of lowly thoughts and simple ways
I'll build a house for thee.
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