Job 29:15 I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame. The most beautiful invention of the poet Dante is not his picture of Beatrice, nor of Francesca, but his description of the river Eunoe, in whose waters having been immersed, one recalls at once all the good actions and thoughts of his past life. Long before the time of Dante, the poets of the heathen world had sung about a stream called Lethe, in which if one plunged he forgot the sorrows of the past. The one was the outgrowth of heathen, the other of Christian thought. The heathen could hope for nothing better than oblivion. Complete forgetfulness was all the sinful heart dared hope for. But Christianity not only points with hope to the future, but sanctifies the past. It fills men's lives with kindly deeds and blessed memories, never to be forgotten. And in the eternal future, God's children with memory quickened will praise Him for the past. (D. Swing.) Parallel Verses KJV: I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame. |
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