Cantor to God:

"What profits it to see Thy people wallow,
A prostrate lily whelmed in floods of water?
She twitters like a caged and frightened swallow,
When Thou art girt with weapons for her slaughter.
Be over her, O Rock, a shield erected,
And make Thy corner-stone of that rejected!"


"Before my foe I am humiliated,
He sits in fatted ease while I must wander,
Before his flouts and roars and blows prostrated,
Yet I endure and fix my vision yonder,
And wait for healing, with my crying stifled,
Like Hannah’s, and a heart subdued and rifled."

Cantor to Congregation:

"What ails thee that soul-sick and bitter-hearted,
Thou faintest, face and hands with teardrops streaming?
Sow charity, and kindness shall be carted,
Who trusts in force is ignorantly dreaming.
Oppression passes, trampled by oppression,
And violence breeds violent succession."

Congregation to Cantor:

"My years have gone in sorrow and in sighing,
I hoped for respite but instead comes wailing,
Before the balm arrives behold me dying."

Cantor to Congregation:

"Ah wait, faint heart, that sighest, sick and failing,
Thyself against God’s mercy do not harden,
Thou, eased of foes, shalt flower like a garden."

Congregation to God:

"Mine eyes are sick and faint from hope’s depression,
Dumb like a sheep I bear Thy storm of fury,
Perchance my pain shall cancel my transgression,
Crush not the plagued and stricken son of Jewry,

The broken-hearted, crouching ’neath Thy rod,
He waits Thee, night and day, O jealous God.

Gripped like a bird within its captor’s fingers,
And crushed to dust, I groan beyond all bearing."


"Hearken, afflicted one, for hope yet lingers,
And look to Me, whose angel is preparing
My path, for though at night be tears and sadness
Yet in the morning come delight and gladness."

Thou art Light celestial, and the eyes of the pure shall behold Thee
But the clouds of sin shall veil Thee from the eyes of the sinners.
Thou art Light, hidden in this world but to be revealed in the visible world on high.
"On the mount of the Lord shall it be seen."
Light Eternal art Thou, and the eye of the intellect longeth and yearneth for Thee.
"Yet only a part shall it see, the whole it shall not behold."

If you are a man of learning, read something classic, a history of the human struggle and don't settle for mediocre verse.

God was made man and man was made God.

To the good man to die is gain. The foolish fear death as the greatest of evils, the wise desire it as a rest after labors and the end of ills.

It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull.

Through His deity He is God, through the assumption of the flesh He is man. ...through the nature of man He grows tired. the nature of man He is less than the Father. God He speaks things which are divine, as man He says things which are human.

As regards to its use on the coinage we have actual experience by which to go. In all my life I have never heard any human being speak reverently of this motto on the coins or show any sign of having appealed to any high emotion in him. But I have literally hundreds of times heard it used as an occasion of, and incitement to, the sneering ridicule which it is above all things undesirable that so beautiful and exalted a phrase should excite. For example, throughout the long contest, extending over several decades, on the free [silver] coinage question, the existence of this motto on the coins was a constant source of jest and ridicule; and this was unavoidable. Everyone must remember the innumerable cartoons and articles based on phrases like 'In God we trust for the other eight cents'; 'In God we trust for the short weight'; 'In god we trust for the thirty-seven cents we do not pay'; and so forth and so forth. Surely I am well within bounds when I say that a use of the phrase which invites constant levity of this type is most undesirable.

The President is merely the most important among a large number of public servants. He should be supported or opposed exactly to the degree which is warranted by his good conduct or bad conduct, his efficiency or inefficiency in rendering loyal, able, and disinterested service to the Nation as a whole. Therefore it is absolutely necessary that there should be full liberty to tell the truth about his acts, and this means that it is exactly necessary to blame him when he does wrong as to praise him when he does right. Any other attitude in an American citizen is both base and servile. To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public. Nothing but the truth should be spoken about him or anyone else. But it is even more important to tell the truth, pleasant or unpleasant, about him than about anyone else.

God has formed us moral agents... that we may promote the happiness of those with whom He has placed us in society, by acting honestly towards all, benevolently to those who fall within our way, respecting sacredly their rights, bodily and mental, and cherishing especially their freedom of conscience, as we value our own.

What has been the effect of coercion [sic]? To make one half the world fools, and the other half hypocrites. To support roguery and errors all over the earth... [Instead] reason and persuasion are the only practicable instruments. To make way for these, free inquiry must be indulged; and how can we wish others to indulge it while we refuse it ourselves.

It requires but a very small glance of thought to perceive, that although laws made in one generation often continue in force through succeeding generations, yet that they continue to derive their force from the consent of the living. A law not repealed continues in force, not because it cannot be repealed, but because it is not repealed; and the non-repealing passes for consent.

In the sixth petition (which is, And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil) we pray, That God would either keep us from being tempted to sin, or support and deliver us when we are tempted.

Nothing is properly one's duty but what is also one's interest.

The lapse of time and rivers is the same,
Both speed their journey with a restless stream;
The silent pace, with which they steal away,
No wealth can bribe, no prayers persuade to stay;
Alike irrevocable both when past,
And a wide ocean swallows both at last.
Though each resemble each in every part,
A difference strikes at length the musing heart;
Streams never flow in vain; where streams abound,
How laughs the land with various plenty crown’d!
But time, that should enrich the nobler mind,
Neglected, leaves a dreary waste behind.

The man that is not moved with what he reads, that takes not fire at their heroic deeds, unworthy of the blessings of the brave, is base in kind, and born to be a slave.

Unless democracy is to commit suicide by consenting to its own destruction, it will have to find some formidable answer to those who come to it saying ''I demand from you in the name of your principles the rights which I shall deny to you later in the name of my principles.''

Literature is the effort of man to indemnify himself for the wrongs of his condition.

The masculine imagination lives in a state of perpetual revolt against the limitations of human life. In theological terms, one might say that all men, left to themselves, become gnostics. They may swagger like peacocks, but in their heart of hearts they all think sex an indignity and wish they could beget themselves on themselves. Hence the aggressive hostility toward women so manifest in most club-car stories.