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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421189" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ninth Sunday After Trinity</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In troublous days of anguish and rebuke,<br>While sadly round them Israel's children look,<br> And their eyes fail for waiting on their Lord:<br>While underneath each awful arch of green,<br>On every mountain-top, God's chosen scene,<br> Of pure heart-worship, Baal is adored:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis well, true hearts should for a time retire<br>To holy ground, in quiet to aspire<br> Towards promised regions of serener grace;<br>On Horeb, with Elijah, let us lie,<br>Where all around on mountain, sand, and sky,<br> God's chariot wheels have left distinctest trace;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There, if in jealousy and strong disdain<br>We to the sinner's God of sin complain,<br> Untimely seeking here the peace of Heaven -<br>&quot;It is enough. O Lord! now let me die<br>E'en as my fathers did: for what am I<br> That I should stand where they have vainly striven?&quot; -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perhaps our God may of our conscience ask,<br>&quot;What doest thou here frail wanderer from thy task?<br> Where hast thou left those few sheep in the wild?&quot;<br>Then should we plead our heart's consuming pain,<br>At sight of ruined altars, prophets slain,<br> And God's own ark with blood of souls defiled;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He on the rock may bid us stand, and see<br>The outskirts of His march of mystery,<br> His endless warfare with man's wilful heart;<br>First, His great Power He to the sinner shows<br>Lo! at His angry blast the rocks unclose,<br> And to their base the trembling mountains part</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet the Lord is not here: 'Tis not by Power<br>He will be known--but darker tempests lower;<br> Still, sullen heavings vex the labouring ground:<br>Perhaps His Presence thro' all depth and height,<br>Best of all gems that deck His crown of light,<br> The haughty eye may dazzle and confound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God is not in the earthquake; but behold<br>From Sinai's caves are bursting, as of old,<br> The flames of His consuming jealous ire.<br>Woe to the sinner should stern Justice prove<br>His chosen attribute;--but He in love<br> Hastes to proclaim, &quot;God is not in the fire.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The storm is o'er--and hark! a still small voice<br>Steals on the ear, to say, Jehovah's choice<br> Is ever with the soft, meek, tender soul;<br>By soft, meek, tender ways He loves to draw<br>The sinner, startled by His ways of awe:<br> Here is our Lord, and not where thunders roll.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back, then, complainer; loath thy life no more,<br>Nor deem thyself upon a desert shore,<br> Because the rocks the nearer prospect close.<br>Yet in fallen Israel are there hearts and eyes<br>That day by day in prayer like thine arise;<br> Thou know'st them not, but their Creator knows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Go, to the world return, nor fear to cast<br>Thy bread upon the waters, sure at last<br> In joy to find it after many days.<br>The work be thine, the fruit thy children's part:<br>Choose to believe, not see: sight tempts the heart<br> From sober walking in true Gospel ways.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keble">John Keble</a><div class=q>
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While sadly round them Israel's children look,
 And their eyes fail for waiting on their Lord:
While underneath each awful arch of green,
On every mountain-top, God's chosen scene,
 Of pure heart-worship, B..."></div>
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