Thoughts For the Day
IT is the little rift within the lute,
That by-and-by will make the music mute,
And ever-widening, slowly silence all.
THE greatest evils in life have had their rise from somewhat which was thought of too little importance to be attended to. 88 more words
3 weeks, 4 days ago
CAN it be true, the grace he is declaring?
Oh, let us trust him, for his words are fair!
Man, what is this, and why art thou despairing? 139 more words
1 month, 3 weeks ago
WHEN morning gilds the skies,
My heart awaking cries
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Alike at work and prayer
To Jesus I repair;
May Jesus Christ be praised. 156 more words
4 months, 1 week ago
IN the bitter waves of woe,
Beaten and tossed about
By the sullen winds that blow
From the desolate shores of doubt,
Where the anchors that faith has cast… 158 more words
NOT ours to gauge the more or less,
The will’s defect, the blood’s excess,
The earthly humours that oppress
The radiant mind.
His greatness, not his littleness, 187 more words
4 months, 2 weeks ago
SOME have too muche, yet still do crave;
I little have and seek no more.
They are but poore, though muche they have,
And I am ryche with lyttle store: 218 more words
4 months, 3 weeks ago
YEA Thou forgivest, but with all forgiving
Canst not renew mine innocence again:
Make Thou, O Christ, a dying of my living,
Purge from the sin but never from the pain. 110 more words