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Yet still there whispers the small voice within,
Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din;
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Yet still there whispers the small voice within,
Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din;
Whatever creed be taught or land be trod,
Man's conscience is the oracle of God.
The only tyrant I accept in this world is the still voice within.
The only tyrant I accept in this world is the still voice within.
Clear conscience never fears midnight knocking.
Clear conscience never fears midnight knocking.
No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell!
No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell!
A quiet conscience makes one so serene!
Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded
That all the read more
A quiet conscience makes one so serene!
Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded
That all the Apostles would have done as they did.
They have cheveril consciences that will stretch.
They have cheveril consciences that will stretch.
Oh! think what anxious moments pass between
The birth of plots, and their last fatal periods,
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Oh! think what anxious moments pass between
The birth of plots, and their last fatal periods,
Oh! 'tis a dreadful interval of time,
Filled up with horror all, and big with death!
But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws
So much, as when we call our old debts in
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But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws
So much, as when we call our old debts in
At sixty years, and draw the accounts of evil,
And find a deuced balance with the devil.
A good conscience is a continued Christmas.
A good conscience is a continued Christmas.
