All the rivers run into the sea;
yet the sea is not full;
unto the place from whence the rivers come,
thither they return again.
Ecclesiastes 1:7L
"Everything sublunary is on the move,
time knows nothing of rest.
The solid earth is a rolling ball,
and the great sun himself a star obediently fulfilling its course around some greater luminary.
Tides move the sea,
winds stir the airy ocean,
friction wears the rock:
change and death rule everywhere.
Men are born but to die:
everything is hurry, worry, and vexation of spirit.
*Friend of the unchanging Jesus, what a joy it is to reflect upon thy changeless heritage; thy sea of bliss which will be for ever full, since God Himself shall pour eternal rivers of pleasure into it.
*Friend of the unchanging Jesus, what a joy it is to reflect upon thy changeless heritage; thy sea of bliss which will be for ever full, since God Himself shall pour eternal rivers of pleasure into it.
*We seek an abiding city beyond the skies, and we shall not be disappointed. The passage before us may well teach us gratitude. Father Ocean is a great receiver, but he is a generous distributor. What the rivers bring him he returns to the earth in the form of clouds and rain.
That man is out of joint with the universe who takes all but makes no return."
That man is out of joint with the universe who takes all but makes no return."
Charles Spurgeon
