Twelve Monday lectures in Tremont temple, Boston1877 |
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... hate it - hate it bitterly . Christian ( ! ) doctrine of sin is the Devil's own ; and I Orthodox scholars say : find no consciousness of sin . ' It is very true . * * * * * In the heathen classics you God be thanked for it ! * * * * " I ...
... hate it - hate it bitterly . Christian ( ! ) doctrine of sin is the Devil's own ; and I Orthodox scholars say : find no consciousness of sin . ' It is very true . * * * * * In the heathen classics you God be thanked for it ! * * * * " I ...
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... hates , and hates what God loves . It is now the highest office of philosophy to show man not only that he has conscience , but that conscience has him . I affirm that , as men who love clear ideas , we do not want either philosophy or ...
... hates , and hates what God loves . It is now the highest office of philosophy to show man not only that he has conscience , but that conscience has him . I affirm that , as men who love clear ideas , we do not want either philosophy or ...
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... hates . 16. It is incontrovertible that , even after a man disloyal to conscience has reformed , he has behind him an irreversible record of sin in the past . It will always remain true that he has been a deserter ; and , there- fore ...
... hates . 16. It is incontrovertible that , even after a man disloyal to conscience has reformed , he has behind him an irreversible record of sin in the past . It will always remain true that he has been a deserter ; and , there- fore ...
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... hate of what God hates . It is possible that a man may so disarrange his nature as to fall into a permanent loss of the pre- dominant desire to be holy . Theodore Parker , as his biographers admit , must be called a great reader ...
... hate of what God hates . It is possible that a man may so disarrange his nature as to fall into a permanent loss of the pre- dominant desire to be holy . Theodore Parker , as his biographers admit , must be called a great reader ...
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... hate of what God hates . He thought that the New Testament , properly interpreted , does contain in it a statement that it is possible for a man to lose permanently the predominant desire to be holy , and this was one of Parker's ...
... hate of what God hates . He thought that the New Testament , properly interpreted , does contain in it a statement that it is possible for a man to lose permanently the predominant desire to be holy , and this was one of Parker's ...
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Page 35 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose...
Page 79 - I fell at his feet as dead. And he laid his right hand upon me, saying unto me, "Fear not; I am the first and the last. I am he that liveth and was dead; and behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death.
Page 11 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 4 - In your metaphysics you have denied personality to the Deity: yet when the devout motions of the soul come, yield to them heart and life, though they should clothe God with shape and color. Leave your theory, as Joseph his coat in the hand of the harlot, and flee.
Page 77 - What is this that he saith unto us, A little while, and ye shall not see me : and again, A little while, and ye shall see me : and, Because I go to the Father ? They said therefore, What is this that he saith, A little while ? We cannot tell what he saith.
Page 58 - O thou Eternal One ! whose presence bright All space doth occupy, all motion guide ; Unchanged through time's all-devastating flight, Thou only God : — there is no God beside ! Being above all beings ! Three in one ! Whom none can comprehend, and none explore...
Page 8 - ... in themselves just, right, good; others to be in themselves evil, wrong, unjust; which, without being consulted, without being advised with, magisterially exerts itself, and approves or condemns him, the doer of them, accordingly; and which, if not forcibly stopped, naturally and always of course goes on to anticipate a higher and more effectual sentence, which shall hereafter second and affirm its own.
Page 11 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 117 - God the Father of Lights, from Whom cometh down every good and perfect gift...
Page 35 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!