If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you but make allowance for their doubting too This is inevitably followed by bursting into a German song about a fox stealing a goose (which suddenly somehow reminds me of austerity demands on Greece): «Fuchs du
hast die Gans gestohlen, Gib sie wieder her!
Not exact matches
Thou wilt not leave us in the dust Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to
die; And thou
hast made him: thou art just.
When thou
hast risen they live, When thou settest they
die; For thou art length of life of thyself, Men live through thee, While (their) eyes are upon thy beauty Until thou settest.
Moses was represented as identifying himself sacrificially with his people's lot until he desired no good fortune of his own apart from theirs — «Yet now, if thou wilt forgive their sin — ; and if not, blot me, I pray thee, out of thy book which thou
hast written» (Exodus 32:32)-- and from such beginnings an illustrious record of vicarious suffering had brought the national history to Jeremiah, who, only a few years before Isaiah of Babylon wrote, had lived and
died in voluntary self - giving for the salvation of his people.
He cried out «Why
hast thou forsaken me» because in that moment he took on the sin, sickness, pain, and death upon himself and became that sin
dying upon the cross.
Deuteronomy 17 If there be found among you, within any of thy gates which the LORD thy God giveth thee, man or woman, that hath wrought wickedness in the sight of the LORD thy God, in transgressing his covenant; 17:3 And hath gone and served other gods, and worshipped them, either the sun, or moon, or any of the host of heaven, which I have not commanded; 17:4 And it be told thee, and thou
hast heard of it, and enquired diligently, and, behold, it be true, and the thing certain, that such abomination is wrought in Israel; 17:5 Then shalt thou bring forth that man or that woman, which have committed that wicked thing, unto thy gates, even that man or that woman, and shalt stone them with stones, till they
die.
Jesus
died with the cry «My God, my God, why
hast thou forsaken me?»
Thomas a Kempis tells me, «If thou
hast seen anyone
die, reflect that thou wilt pass the same way thyself.
A fine life thou
hast of it with thy silks and thy baubles, cozening the last few shillings from the pouches of
dying men.