Tony N (Michigan)
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Epitath
How loved, how valu'd once, avails thee not:
To whom related, or by whom begot;
A pile of dust alone remains of thee;
'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be.
How loved, how valu'd once, avails thee not:
To whom related, or by whom begot;
A pile of dust alone remains of thee;
'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be.
I found that poem in a very old book I have that is near the end of the 1700's to beginning of the 1800's. And I have been thinking quite a lot about it. I put the poem to memory.
For some reason, I like epitaths on tomb stones.
Anyway I was thinking about the one just quoted and Ecclesiastes came to mind.
The sinner and the righteous, rich and poor, king and peasant, all share the same fate in this life. We all die and return to soil or dust:
Ecc 2:14 The wise man uses his eyes in his head, While the stupid man walks in darkness; Yet I realized indeed that the same destiny befalls them all."
Ecc 3:19 For the destiny of the sons of humanity And the destiny of the beast, It is one destiny for them; As death is for this one, so is death for that one, And one spirit is for all; There is no advantage for the human over the beast, For the whole is vanity."
Ecc 3:20 All are going to one place; All have come from the soil, and all return to the soil."
Ecc 6:6 Even supposing he lived twice a thousand years and saw no good; Are not all going to the same place?
And yet we have a glorious expectation in that we await a Saviour Who shall change our mortal bodies to immortal, our corruptible bodies to incorruptible, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye.
Even so, come Lord Jesus!
Tony
[size=small]All scriptures taken from the Concordant Literal Version of the Old Testament.[/size]
