The adopted son : $b or, illustrations of the Lord's prayerA. L. O. E.
Religion
The adopted son : $b or, illustrations of the Lord's prayer
A. L. O. E.
Adopted children -- Juvenile fiction; Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Lord's prayer -- Juvenile fiction
Yes, the bright calm sunset was a beautiful type of the old age of
the pious Christian! He looked back on an honest, well-spent life,
he looked forwards to a better life to come; the present was full of
richest blessings, but the richest of all was the hope of heaven that
brightened the thoughts of the future! His adopted son was now his son
indeed; his daughter was happy in the love of one whom he himself had
trained to industry and piety; and now, honoured and beloved, he was
drawing towards his home, at peace with his God, and at peace with
mankind—his hoary head a crown of righteousness!
But think not that upon his faith or his good works Viner rested his
hope of glory! He would have shrunk from the thought as much as the
poor convict who now slumbered beneath the shadow of the church, with a
single text inscribed on his tomb—"The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth
from all sin!"
And now, young reader, before you close these pages, pause and consider
what was the difference between Viner and Goldie, between the man of
the world and the servant of God. As Mrs. Winter had observed, it was
no strange chance, no wonderful turn of fortune, that gave happiness to
the one or misery to the other. Review their story, and you will see
that exactly as they sowed, they reaped—that the portion which each
chose, he received—that blessings naturally sprang from the conduct of
the one, disappointment from the acts of the other.
And oh! If even in this world, God's children are the happiest, what
will it be in the world which is to come! On this earth our harvest
is only begun, whether of holy joy or the sorrows of sin. But when
ages upon ages have rolled on, when the heavens and the earth have
passed away, then still the unrepenting will be suffering, the faithful
enjoying in eternity!
From this hour resolve which path you will choose—life or death are now
set before you. If you choose the world and its pleasures of a season,
oh! Remember that the wages of sin is death. Youth must pass, strength
must pass, life itself must pass away, with all that it could give here
below; but the Christian shall dwell in the mansions of light—shall
rejoice in unchangeable bliss with his God—
"FOR EVER AND EVER. AMEN!"
[Illustration]
[Illustration: THE LORD'S PRAYER.]
Our Father in heaven,
We hallow Thy name,
May Thy kingdom holy
On earth be the same;
Oh! Give to us daily
Our portion of bread;
It is from Thy bounty
That all must be fed.
Forgive our transgression,
And teach us to know
That humble compassion
Which pardons each foe.
Keep us from temptation,
From weakness, and sin;
And Thine be the glory,
For ever, Amen.
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