"Sudden change is a house on sand;"
--_Tennyson, Becket, Act III, Scene 3_.
How are the Mighty Fallen. 426 H. T.
"How are the mighty fallen, Master Cranmer."
--_Tennyson, Queen Mary, Act IV, Scene 2_.
I Go Whence I shall not Return. 192 S.A.
"The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveler returns."
--_Shakespeare, Hamlet_.
In Him We Live, and Move, and Have Our Being. 407 L.J.
"Shall not the heart which has received so much, trust the Power by which it lives?"
--_Emerson, New England Reformers_.
In the Image of G.o.d. 17 T.J.
"In native worth and honor clad, With beauty, courage, strength adorned, Erect with front serene he stands, A man, the lord and king of nature all,-- The soul, the breath and image of his G.o.d."
--_Haydn"s Creation_.
In the Twinkling of an Eye. 451 S.A.
"In a moment, in the twinkle of an eye."
--_Browning, The Ring and the Book_.
Jacob"s Ladder. 68 H.T.
"A Jacob"s ladder falls."
--_Tennyson, Early Spring_.
Jonah"s Gourd. 171 T.J.
"That day whereof we keep record, When near thy city-gates the Lord Sheltered His Jonah with a gourd."
--_Rossetti, The Burden of Nineveh_.
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Joshua"s Moon. 306 H.T.
"Joshua"s moon in Ajalon."
--_Tennyson, Locksley Hall_.
Joseph of Arimathea. 286 L.J.
"Arimathean Joseph."
--_Tennyson, The Holy Grail_.
Jot or t.i.ttle. 106 L.J.
. . . "Turn and see If, by one jot or t.i.ttle, I vary now!"
--_Browning, The Ring and the Book_.
Joy Cometh in the Morning. 45 S.A.
"Wait for the morning:--it will come, indeed, As surely as the night hath given need."
--_Riley_.
Judas. 253 L.J.
"There walks Judas, he who sold Yesterday his Lord for gold, Sold G.o.d"s presence in his heart For a proud step in the mart."
--_Lowell, The Ghost-Seer_.
King of Terrors. 199 S.A.
"Death gives us more than was in Eden lost, This king of terrors is the prince of peace."
--_Young, Night Thoughts_.
A Lamp unto My Feet. 148 S.A.
"G.o.d shall be my hope, My stay, my guide and lantern to my feet."
--_Shakespeare, II Henry VI 2:3_.
A Land Flowing with Milk and Honey. 144 H.T.
"A land of promise flowing with the milk And honey of delicious memories."
--_Tennyson, The Lover"s Tale_.
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The Last Trump. 451 S.A.
"So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky."
--_Dryden, A Song for St. Cecilia"s Day_.
Let not Thy Left Hand Know What Thy Right Hand Doeth. 111 L.J.
"Let not thy left hand know what thy right hand doeth! Neither shalt thou prate even to thy own heart of "those secrets known to all.""
--_Carlyle, Sartor Resartus. Book III, Chapter 3_.
A Light Hid under a Bushel. 106 L.J.
"How far that little candle throws his beams.
So shines a good deed in a naughty world."
--_Shakespeare, Merchant of Venice 5:1_.
Lips Touched with Coal from off the Altar. 265 S.A.