Lectures to Young Men on Their Moral Dangers & Duties

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Munroe, 1847 - 160 pagina's
 

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Pagina 144 - Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes: but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.
Pagina 117 - Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor...
Pagina 69 - BUT THEY THAT WILL BE RICH FALL INTO TEMPTATION AND A SNARE, AND INTO MANY FOOLISH AND HURTFUL LUSTS, WHICH DROWN MEN IN DESTRUCTION AND PERDITION. FOR THE LOVE OF MONEY IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL : WHICH WHILE SOME COVETED AFTER, THEY HAVE ERRED FROM THE FAITH, AND PIERCED THEMSELVES THROUGH WITH MANY SORROWS.
Pagina 136 - ll mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 316 LM MRS. BARBAULD. Warfare. 1 AWAKE, my soul ! lift up thine eyes ; See where thy foes against thee rise, In long array, a numerous host ; Awake, my soul ! or thou art lost.
Pagina 149 - I say unto you that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons which need no repentance.
Pagina 117 - Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living...
Pagina 69 - For the love of money is the root of all evil : which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.
Pagina 103 - Atheist's laugh's a poor exchange For Deity offended ! When ranting round in Pleasure's ring, Religion may be blinded ; Or if she gie a random sting, It may be little minded ; But when on life we're...
Pagina 103 - A conscience but a canker — A correspondence fix'd wi' Heav'n, Is sure a noble anchor ! Adieu, dear amiable youth ! - Your heart can ne'er be wanting ; May prudence, fortitude, and truth, Erect your brow undaunting ! In ploughman phrase, " God send you speed," Still daily to grow wiser ! And may you better reck the rede, Than ever did th' adviser ! ON A SCOTCH BARD,* GONE TO THE WEST INDIES.

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