Today, I read the above titled poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow to a fourth grade library class. As I read each section of the poem, I gave a short analysis of each section using today’s terminology. Appropriate related Scriptures have been added.<\/p>\n
Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.<\/p>\n
Analysis:<\/strong> Life is empty and purposeless to a spiritually lazy person, therefore he or she needs to wake up and get busy doing the Lords business! – Romans 13:11-14; cf. Luke 2:49).<\/p>\n Life is real! Life is earnest! Analysis:<\/strong> Life certainly does not end at the grave – John 11:20-27; 1 Corinthians 15:47-58).<\/p>\n Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Analysis:<\/strong> We can achieve greater things tomorrow than we achieved today – Philippians 3:13-14).<\/p>\n Art is long, and Time is fleeting, Analysis<\/strong>: Even though we may possess good health, death is always knocking at our door – Hebrews 9:27).<\/p>\n In the world’s broad field of battle, Analysis:<\/strong> In dealing with lifes challenges, dont be ignorant and dumb – be a thinker and a leader instead of a follower. Peter was a thinker – Matthew 17:24-27).<\/p>\n Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant! Analysis:<\/strong> We must not worry about the future or the past, but positively act in the present, trusting God for the outcome – Matthew 6:34; Proverbs 3:5-6).<\/p>\n Lives of great men all remind us Footprints, that perhaps another, Analysis:<\/strong> Theres nothing we cant accomplish in life, great men are a testimony of this fact. When we depart the walks of this life, our good influence will remain for the benefit of others – Hebrews 11:4).<\/p>\n Let us then be up and doing, Analysis:<\/strong> Whatever our hand finds to do, we need to do it to the best of our ability (Ecclesiastes 9:10). The apostle Paul echoed this sentiment (1 Corinthians 15:58).<\/p>\n Henry Wadsworth Longfellow<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Today, I read the above titled poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow to a fourth grade library class. As I read each section of the poem, I gave a short analysis of each section using today’s terminology. Appropriate related Scriptures have been added. Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For … Continue reading “A Psalm Of Life – Bible study”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-45900","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sermons"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45900","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=45900"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45900\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=45900"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=45900"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=45900"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul<\/p>\n
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each tomorrow
Find us farther than today.<\/p>\n
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.<\/p>\n
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!<\/p>\n
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, – act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!<\/p>\n
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sand of time;<\/p>\n
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.<\/p>\n
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait (source).<\/p>\n