AMBITION. A HIGH look, and a proud heart, and the ploughing of the wicked is sin.-Proverbs, xxi. 4. Though thou exalt thyself as the eagle, and though thou set thy nest among the stars, thence will I bring thee down, saith the Lord. --Obadiah, 4. Woe unto you, Pharisees, for ye love the uppermost seats in the synagogues, and greetings in the markets.--Luke, xi. 43. TWICE told the period spent on stubborn Troy, Young. Woe to thee, wild Ambition! I employ Darting through all her veins the subtle fire, The world's fair mistress first inhaled thy breath; To lot of higher beings learned to aspire; Dared to attempt, and doomed the world to death. Maria A. Brooks. The sons of earth Who, vexed with vain disquietude, pursue William Herbert. Ambition, when the pinnacle is gained George Bally. ANGELS. AND he dreamed,' and behold a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to Heaven: and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it.-Genesis, xxviii. 12. The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him, and delivereth them.--Psalm xxxiv. 7. For He shall give His angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.--Psalm xci. 11, 12. Then the devil leaveth Him, and behold, angels came and ministered unto Him.--Matthew, iv. 11. Thinkest thou that I cannot now pray to my Father, and he shall presently give me more than twelve legions of angels.--Matthew, xxvi. 53. There is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth.--Luke, xv. 10. Verily, verily, I say unto you, hereafter ye shall see Heaven open, and the angels of God ascending and descending upon the Son of Man.--John, i. 51. And I beheld, and I heard the voice of many angels round about the throne, and the beasts and the elders: and the number of them was ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands; Saying with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing.--Revelations, v. 11, 12. And I saw another angel fly in the midst of Heaven, having the everlasting gospel to preach unto them that dwell on the earth.-Revelations, xiv. 6. AND is there care in heaven? and is there love That may compassion of their evils move? There is; else much more wretched were the case To serve to wicked men, to serve his wicked foe. Spenser. The multitude of angels, with a shout The eternal regions: lowly reverent Towards either throne they bow, and to the ground, With solemn adoration down they cast Their crowns inwove with amarant and gold.-Milton. Angels are men of a superior kind; High o'er celestial mountains winged in flight; Who wade the miry vale, and climb with pain, The scenes where ancient bards the inspiring breath, Thomson. They are God's minist'ring spirits, and are sent, With them God's face to see, to do His will, Bp. Mant. When by a good man's grave I muse alone, Like those of old on that thrice-hallowed night, Said, pointing upward, that he is not here, Elysian race! while o'er their slumbering flocks Robert Montgomery. Hark! what mean those holy voices, Heavenly hallelujahs rise. Listen to the wond'rous story, Which they chant in hymns of joy: "Glory in the highest, glory! Glory be to God most high! Peace on earth, good will from heaven, Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven:- "Many in this world of cares," Cawood. Truly hath the poet said, "Sit with angels unawares;' Round our path, and round our bed. Striving still to turn our steps unto heaven's gate. Anon. ANGER. O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.--Psalm vi. 1. A wrathful man stirreth up strife; but he that is slow to anger appeaseth strife.--Proverbs, xv. 18. Be not hasty in thy spirit to be angry; for anger resteth in the bosom of fools.--Ecclesiastes, vii. 9. Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath. Ephesians, iv. 26. THE anger of the Lord? Oh, dreadful thought! Like a black tempest-cloud that hides the sun. The golden sun is going down, Anon. Where are the clouds that seem'd to frown So darkly on the rising day? Molten is every gloomy fold, The winds, at morn so rude and hoarse, The sun, beclouded in his course, Beholds the heavens, at evening, clear; Lord, sure thy countenance is here; Joseph Gostick. |