Then on! Then on! Where duty leads, My course be onward still.
Reginald Heber
The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain; His blood red banner streams afar: Who follows in His train? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in His train.
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Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb.
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Eternity has no gray hairs! The flowers fade, the heart withers, man grows old and dies, the world lies down in the sepulchre of ages, but time writes no wrinkles on the brow of Eternity.
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Remember that every guilty compliance with the humors of the world, every sinful indulgence of our own passions, is laying up cares and fears for the hour of darkness; and that the remembrance of ill-spent time will strew our sick-bed with thorns, and rack our sinking spirits with despair.
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Beneath our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given: Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven! Death rides on every passing breeze, And lurks in every flower; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour.
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Though every great prospect pleases, And only man is vile.
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What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile.
Before, beside us, and above The firefly lights his lamp of love.
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We deny our Lord whenever, like Demas, we through love of this present world forsake the course of duty which Christ has plainly pointed out to us.
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No hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung, Like some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung. Majestic silence.
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