Sin

Sin writes histories, goodness is silent.
[Ger., Das Uebel macht eine Geschichte und das Gute keine.]

Sin writes histories, goodness is silent.
[Ger., Das Uebel macht eine Geschichte und das Gute keine.]

Man-like is it to fall into sin,
Fiend-like is it to dwell therein,
Christ-like is it for read more

Man-like is it to fall into sin,
Fiend-like is it to dwell therein,
Christ-like is it for sin to grieve,
God-like is it all sin to leave.

Nor custom, nor example, nor cast numbers
Of such as do offend, make less the sin.

Nor custom, nor example, nor cast numbers
Of such as do offend, make less the sin.

Her rash hand in evil hour
Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat;
Earth felt read more

Her rash hand in evil hour
Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat;
Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat
Sighing through all her works gave signs of woe
That all was lost.

I have no right, by anything I do or say, to demean a human being in his own eyes. What read more

I have no right, by anything I do or say, to demean a human being in his own eyes. What matters is not what I think of him; it is what he thinks of himself. To undermine a man's self-respect is a sin.

And the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as
his eyes unto heaven, but smote read more

And the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as
his eyes unto heaven, but smote upon his breast, saying, God be
merciful to me a sinner.

My son, if sinners entice thee, consent thou not.

My son, if sinners entice thee, consent thou not.

Good understanding giveth favour: but the way of transgressors
is hard.

Good understanding giveth favour: but the way of transgressors
is hard.

For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal
life through Jesus Christ our read more

For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal
life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

I waive the quantum o' the sin,
The hazard of concealing:
But, och! it hardens a' within,
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I waive the quantum o' the sin,
The hazard of concealing:
But, och! it hardens a' within,
And petrifies the feeling!