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: SELF. .vY ; 3FT-is,-easy, enough toconqner the -world, • cb To heat "down each cowardly elf: “ .-Would,- God I cpuldvahflmshihalf as soon : ' The devil within myself I ' : - ■ For the world, whenyouface it, soon gives in, And plays hut a poor,'mean part, " But whoever; yet could measure the strength; Of his own had wayward heart ? Ay! *tis easy to seem externally good, - >lt iseasy to hear the head high, ; ' But where should we be if the soul of each • - Were baredto the cold world’s' eye? Where should we be it the minds of all. Gould be read in the tell-tale face—- ; If the thoughts we think, the sins we dream, . - Were told. in the market-place? >t We should never forgefrthb lesson true That our blessed Saviour taught. When the woman “caught in the very act” 1 Was tohim for judgment bought; How, mourning within for their hard hard hearts And the sinner’s fearful lot* ~' He, sighing; stooped and wrote oh the ground, As though he heard them not,How He said “Let him without sin of you First cast at her a stone ”; —: And convicting themselves, the accusers all ' Left Him and the woman alone. “Doth no man condemn thee?” “No man,Lord,” And'the trembling wretch wept sore. “Neither do I,” said the merciful one; “Go thou, and sin ho inore.”

O.friend of mine! whoever thou art, . No more in darkness live; Thy brother’s sins, thy sister's faults. Pity—forget—forgive. Perchance when the Judge who judgeth all ; Shall hear thy tearful plea, :. . The thought of those thou hast forgiven May help to pardon thee. Ah me! when at night 1 kneel and pray Por strength ’gainst unseen foes, For courage thie-to bear me through . This, state of trials and woes— To God, to save me from drink and hell. And from the love of pe]tf,— I feel that by far the worst of all-foes- • Is the devil within myself I —Alliance News.., , F. Dabijng.

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Hawke's Bay Weekly Times, Volume 1, Issue 16, 22 April 1867, Page 91

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320

Select Poetry. Hawke's Bay Weekly Times, Volume 1, Issue 16, 22 April 1867, Page 91

Select Poetry. Hawke's Bay Weekly Times, Volume 1, Issue 16, 22 April 1867, Page 91

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