Identifier: blastsfromramsho00unse (find matches)
Title: "Blasts" from The Ram's Horn
Year: 1902 (1900s)
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Subjects: Poetry
Publisher: Chicago, The Ram's Horn Co.
Contributing Library: University of Connecticut Libraries
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d are put in officeA 3L I the devil can rest. M^W Backbone is needed in politicsV ^^^ as much as it is in religion.A wrong principal is as wrong in politicsas it is in religion. To license the saloons, is to ask God tolet the devil stay loose. The man who rules himself is a king,whether he wears a crown or not. A politician can see no more of the pub-lic good than he can see from the publiccrib. Men will fight for their politics whowouldnt raise a finger to defend theirreligion. To favor any kind of wrong, knowing itto be such, is a vote for the devil to rulethe earth. The man who dont believe in excite-ment during a revival will shout himselfhoarse whenever things go his way in poli-tics. It was while Saul was hunting for theasses that he was called to be king, but hemade an ass of himself after he becameking. Our hopes are frail; our talk is vain; We merit censure, blame; not pity;When we, for sake of party gain, Vote fools and knaves to rule the city. 208 Blasts From The Rams Horn.
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OH what shall I do in Heaven,When my mansion above has been won;Oh, what shall I do through the agesWhen my work here on earth has been done? Shall I rest with hands idly folded As I view the celestial scene, And wander forever and ever By forest, and meadow, and stream ? I fear I would tire of their beauty,Im afraid I would sigh for my work ;My toil here is not always happy,Yet I would not be happy to shirk. I trust Ill have duties in Heaven, I am sure there is work for me there; I doubt not Ill find it delightful And the work God has trained me for here. Be it preaching, writing, or painting,Or the digging and ploughing again,Or sowing and reaping, or building,My work will be no weary strain. Whatever I do when in HeavenWill be done for our Father above;Whatever the work that I find thereWill be only the work that I love. My work there will be in his service,A work Im best fitted for, too;There is not an angel in HeavenCan perform what He wants me to do. WHAT SIN DOES

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