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The other did not dare so much
As lift his eyes to heaven,
But smote upon his breast and pray'd'
That he might be forgiven.
The Pharisee went to his house,
Elated with his pride;
The Publican turn'd towards his home,
The rather justified.
For those who do exalt themselves,
Shall feel humility;
But those who are abased on earth,
Shall high exalted be.
Now when you come to God in prayer,
Confess your every sin;
And if you humble are, He'll give
To you His love Divine.
[Illustration: Christ Stilling the Tempest.]
[Illustration: MISSING]
X.
THE RICH MAN AND LAZARUS.
There, was a certain rich man once
Who sumptuously did fare,
His form was clothed in purple fine
And costly linen rare.
There also was a poor man laid,
Down at the rich man's gate,
The crumbs that from the table fell
Were given him to eat.
It came to pass the poor man died,
And he was borne away,
In Abraham's bosom, to rejoice
In an eternal day.
And soon the rich man also died,
His death was one of gloom,
But he was robed in pomp, and laid
Within a costly tomb.
In hell he lifted up his eyes,
And seeing Abraham,
With Lazarus in his bosom, cried,
And call'd him by his name,
And said, "O! father Abraham,
I am with anguish wrung,
Send Lazarus, that with water, he
May cool my parched tongue.
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