Aug. 14, 2006
The Cloud of Witness
Rather than start at the beginning of the
book, I'll just pick up where I think we are chronologically - Monday
in the tenth week after Trinity, to the best of my non-Anglican
knowledge. I notice the names Keble and Westcott, who CM quoted in her
books, and she also used the last quote from Marcus Aerelius. Maybe she
wasn't as widely read as it appears from her books - maybe she just got
all her quotes from her daily devotional! LOL!
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[352] Tenth after Trinity
Monday
Sympathy
We have not a High priest that cannot be touched with the feeling of our informaries.--Heb. iv. 15 (R.V.)
There is no sorrow, Lord, too light
To bring in prayer to Thee;--
There is no anxious care too slight
To wake Thy Sympathy!
Thou Who hast trod the thorny road
Wilt share each small distress;
The love which bore the greater load
Will not refuse the less.
There is no secret sigh we breathe
But meets Thine ear divine,
And every Cross grows light beneath
The shadow, Lord! of Thine.
Jane Crewdon.
Though sepulchred in absence, Sympathy
Leads a suspended life and cannot die.
Lytton.
He is tenderest, not who has sinned, as is sometimes vainly thought,--but who has known best the power of sin, by overcoming it.
Westcott.
If one heart in perfect Sympathy
Beat with another, answering love for love,--
Weak mortals, all entranc'd, on earth would lie,
Nor listen for those purer strains above . . .
Thou know'st our bitterness!--our joys are Thine!
No stranger Thou to all our wanderings wild!
Nor could we bear to think how every line
Of us,--Thy darken'd likeness and defil'd,--
Stands in full sunshine of Thy piercing eye,
But that Thou call'st us Brethren! Sweet repose
Is in that word;--the Lord who dwells on high
Knows all, yet loves us better than He knows.
Keble.
Men are born to be serviceable to one another; therefore either reform the World, or bear with it!
Marcus Aurelius.
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[352] Tenth after Trinity
Monday
Sympathy
We have not a High priest that cannot be touched with the feeling of our informaries.--Heb. iv. 15 (R.V.)
There is no sorrow, Lord, too light
To bring in prayer to Thee;--
There is no anxious care too slight
To wake Thy Sympathy!
Thou Who hast trod the thorny road
Wilt share each small distress;
The love which bore the greater load
Will not refuse the less.
There is no secret sigh we breathe
But meets Thine ear divine,
And every Cross grows light beneath
The shadow, Lord! of Thine.
Jane Crewdon.
Though sepulchred in absence, Sympathy
Leads a suspended life and cannot die.
Lytton.
He is tenderest, not who has sinned, as is sometimes vainly thought,--but who has known best the power of sin, by overcoming it.
Westcott.
If one heart in perfect Sympathy
Beat with another, answering love for love,--
Weak mortals, all entranc'd, on earth would lie,
Nor listen for those purer strains above . . .
Thou know'st our bitterness!--our joys are Thine!
No stranger Thou to all our wanderings wild!
Nor could we bear to think how every line
Of us,--Thy darken'd likeness and defil'd,--
Stands in full sunshine of Thy piercing eye,
But that Thou call'st us Brethren! Sweet repose
Is in that word;--the Lord who dwells on high
Knows all, yet loves us better than He knows.
Keble.
Men are born to be serviceable to one another; therefore either reform the World, or bear with it!
Marcus Aurelius.


