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20 Feb 2006 01:11:13 AM |
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Re: Hope |
Jesus Christ, which is our hope... 1 Timothy 1:1
Christ as a son over his own house; whose house are
we, if we hold fast the confidence and the rejoicing
of the hope firm unto the end. Hebrews 3:6
The God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of
glory, may give unto you the spirit of wisdom and
revelation in the knowledge of him: the eyes of your
understanding being enlightened; that ye may know
what is the hope of his calling, and what the riches
of the glory of his inheritance in the saints, and
what is the exceeding greatness of his power to
us-ward who believe, according to the working of his
mighty power, which he wrought in Christ, when he
raised him from the dead, and set him at his own
right hand in the heavenly places, far above all
principality, and power, and might, and dominion, and
every name that is named, not only in this world, but
also in that which is to come: and hath put all
things under his feet, and gave him to be the head
over all things to the church, which is his body, the
fulness of him that filleth all in all.
Ephesians 1:17-23
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-Faith is the substance of things hoped for...
Hebrews 11:1
In hope of eternal life, which God, that cannot lie,
promised before the world began... Titus 1:2
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Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious
appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus
Christ... Titus 2:13
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The hope of eternal life. Titus 3:7
Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not
yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when
he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall
see him as he is. And every man that hath this hope
in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure.
1 John 3:2-3
Wherefore gird up the loins of your mind, be sober,
and hope to the end for the grace that is to be
brought unto you at the revelation of Jesus Christ...
1 Peter 1:13
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Continue in the faith grounded and settled, and be not
moved away from the hope of the gospel, which ye have
heard... Colossians 1:23
I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his
word do I hope. Psalms 130:5
Thou art my hiding place and my shield: I hope in
thy word. Psalms 119:114
-For whatsoever things were written aforetime were
written for our learning, that we through patience
and comfort of the scriptures might have hope.
Romans 15:4
God hath from the beginning chosen you to salvation
through sanctification of the Spirit and belief of
the truth: whereunto he called you by our gospel, to
the obtaining of the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ.
Therefore, brethren, stand fast, and hold the
traditions which ye have been taught, whether by
word, or our epistle. Now our Lord Jesus Christ
himself, and God, even our Father, which hath loved
us, and hath given us everlasting consolation and
good hope through grace, comfort your hearts, and
stablish you in every good word and work.
2 Thessalonians 2:13-17
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The righteous hath hope in his death. Proverbs 14:32
Hope toward God... that there shall be a resurrection
of the dead... Acts 24:15
Waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of
our body. For we are saved by hope: but hope that is
seen is not hope: for what a man seeth, why doth he
yet hope for? But if we hope for that we see not, then
do we with patience wait for it. Romans 8:23-25
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus
Christ, which according to his abundant mercy hath
begotten us again unto a lively hope by the
resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead...
1 Peter 1:3
If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are
of all men most miserable. But now is Christ risen
from the dead, and become the firstfruits of them
that slept. For since by man came death, by man came
also the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all
die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive. But
every man in his own order: Christ the firstfruits;
afterward they that are Christ's at his coming.
1 Corinthians 15:19-23
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Let the lying lips be put to silence; which speak
grievous things proudly and contemptuously against
the righteous.
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Oh how great is thy goodness, which thou hast laid
up for them that fear thee; which thou hast wrought
for them that trust in thee before the sons of men!
Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy presence
from the pride of man: thou shalt keep them secretly
in a pavilion from the strife of tongues.
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Blessed be the LORD: for he hath shewed me his
marvellous kindness in a strong city. For I said in
my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes;
nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my
supplications when I cried unto thee. O love the
LORD, all ye his saints: for the LORD preserveth
the faithful, and plentifully rewardeth the proud
doer.
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Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your
heart, all ye that hope in the LORD. Psalms 31:18-24
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If I have made gold my hope, or have said to the fine
gold, Thou art my confidence; If I rejoiced because
my wealth was great, and because mine hand had gotten
much... Job 31:24-25
The hypocrite's hope shall perish: Whose hope shall
be cut off, and whose trust shall be a spider's web.
He shall lean upon his house, but it shall not stand;
he shall hold it fast, but it shall not endure.
Job 8:13-15
-For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath
gained, when God taketh away his soul? Job 27:8
LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my
days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and
mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man
at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.
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Surely every man walketh in a vain shew: surely they
are disquieted in vain: he heapeth up riches, and
knoweth not who shall gather them.
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And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope is in thee.
Psalms 39:4-7
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They might set their hope in God... Psalms 78:7
Blessed is the man that trusteth in the LORD, and
whose hope the LORD is. Jeremiah 17:7
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou
disquieted in me? Hope thou in God: for I shall yet
praise him for the help of his countenance.
Psalms 42:5
Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace
in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through
the power of the Holy Ghost. Romans 15:13
In thee, O LORD, do I put my trust: let me never be
put to confusion. Deliver me in thy righteousness,
and cause me to escape: incline thine ear unto me,
and save me. Be thou my strong habitation, whereunto
I may continually resort: thou hast given commandment
to save me; for thou art my rock and my fortress.
Deliver me, O my God, out of the hand of the wicked,
out of the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man.
For thou art my hope, O Lord GOD: thou art my trust
from my youth. Psalms 71:1-5
This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It
is of the LORD'S mercies that we are not consumed,
because his compassions fail not. They are new every
morning: great is thy faithfulness. The LORD is my
portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.
The LORD is good unto them that wait for him, to the
soul that seeketh him. It is good that a man should
both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the
LORD. It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in
his youth. He sitteth alone and keepeth silence,
because he hath borne it upon him. He putteth his
mouth in the dust; if so be there may be hope.
Lamentations 3:21-29
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| User: "Hengroen" |
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| Title: Re: Hope |
20 Feb 2006 04:33:39 PM |
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Orwell (nineteen thirties
The Road to Wigan Pier
There is one great mitigation of unemployment in the North, and that is
the cheapness of fuel. Anywhere in the coal areas the retail price of coal
is about one and sixpence a hundredweight; in the South of England it is
about half a crown. Moreover, miners in work can usually buy coal direct
from the pit at eight or nine shillings a ton, and those who have a cellar
in their homes sometimes store a ton and sell it (illicitly, I suppose) to
those who are out of work. But apart from this there is immense and
systematic thieving of coal by the unemployed. I call it thieving because
technically it is that, though it does no harm to anybody. In the Œdirt¹
that is sent up from the pits there is a certain amount of broken coal,
and unemployed people spend a lot of time in picking it out of the
slag-heaps. All day long over those strange grey mountains you see people
wandering to and fro with sacks and baskets across the sulphurous smoke
(many slag-heaps are on fire under the surface), prising out the tiny
nuggets of coal which are buried here and there. You meet men coming away,
wheeling strange and wonderful home-made bicycles‹bicycles made of rusty
parts picked off refuse-tips, without saddles, without chains and almost
always without tyres‹across which are slung bags containing perhaps half a
hundredweight of coal, fruit of half a day¹s searching. In times of
strikes, when everybody is short of fuel, the miners turn out with pick
and shovel and burrow into the slag-heaps, whence the hummocky appearance
which most slag-heaps have. During long strikes, in places where there are
outcrops of coal, they have sunk surface mines and carried them scores of
yards into the earth.
In Wigan the competition among unemployed people for the waste coal has
become so fierce that it has led to an extraordinary custom called¹
scrambling for the coal¹, which is well worth seeing. Indeed I rather
wonder that it has never been filmed. An unemployed miner took me to see
it one afternoon. We got to the place, a mountain range of ancient
slag-heaps with a railway running through the valley below. A couple of
hundred ragged men, each with a sack and coal-hammer strapped under his
coat-tails, were waiting on the Œbroo¹. When the dirt comes up-from the
pit it is loaded on to trucks and an engine runs these to the top of
another slag-heap a quarter of a mile away and there leaves them. The
process of Œscrambling for the coal¹ consists in getting on to the train
while it is moving; any truck which you have succeeded in boarding while
it is in motion counts as Œyour¹ truck. Presently the train hove in sight.
With a wild yell a hundred men dashed down the slope to catch her as she
rounded the bend. Even at the bend the train was making twenty miles an
hour. The men hurled themselves upon it, caught hold of the rings at the
rear of the trucks and hoisted themselves up by way of the bumpers, five
or ten of them on each truck. The driver took no notice, He drove up to
the top of the slag-heap, uncoupled the trucks, and ran the engine back to
the pit, presently returning with a fresh string of trucks. There was the
same wild rush of ragged figures as before. In the end only about fifty
men had failed to get on to either train.
We walked up to the top of the slag-heap. The men were shovelling the dirt
out of the trucks, while down below their wives and children were
kneeling, swiftly scrabbling with their hands in the damp dirt and picking
out lumps of coal the size of an egg or smaller. You would see a woman
pounce on a tiny fragment of stuff, wipe it on her apron, scrutinize it to
make sure it was coal, and pop it jealously into her sack. Of course, when
you are boarding a truck you don¹t know beforehand what is in it; it may
be actual Œdirt¹ from the roads or it may merely be shale from the
roofing. If it is a shale truck there will be no coal in it, but there
occurs among the shale another inflammable rock called cannel, which looks
very like ordinary shale but is slightly darker and is known by splitting
in parallel lines, like slate. It makes tolerable fuel, not good enough to
be commercially valuable, but good enough to be eagerly sought after by
the unemployed. The miners on the shale trucks were picking out the cannel
and splitting it up with their hammers. Down at the bottom of the Œbroo¹
the people who had failed to get on to either train were gleaning the tiny
chips of coal that came rolling down from above‹fragments no bigger than a
hazel-nut, these, but the people were glad enough to get them.
We stayed there till the train was empty. In a couple of hours the people
had picked the dirt over to the last grain. They slung their sacks over
shoulder or bicycle, and started on the two-mile trudge back to Wigan.
Most of the families had gathered about half a hundredweight of coal or
carmel, so that between them they must have stolen five or ten tons of
fuel. This business of robbing the dirt trains takes place every day in
Wigan, at any rate in winter, and at more collieries than one. It is of
course extremely dangerous. No one was hurt the afternoon I was there, but
a man had had both his legs cut off a few weeks earlier, and another man
lost several fingers a week later. Technically it is stealing but, as
everybody knows, if the coal were not stolen it would simply be wasted.
Now and again, for form¹s sake, the colliery companies prosecute somebody
for coal-picking, and in that morning¹s issue of the local paper there was
a paragraph saying that two men had been fined ten shillings. But no
notice is taken of the prosecutions‹in fact, one of the men named in the
paper was there that afternoon‹and the coal-pickers subscribe among
themselves to pay the fines. The thing is taken for granted. Everyone
knows that the unemployed have got to get fuel somehow. So every afternoon
several hundred men risk their necks and several hundred women scrabble in
the mud for hours‹and all for half a hundredweight of inferior fuel, value
ninepence.
That scene stays in my mind as one of my pictures of Lancashire: the
dumpy, shawled women, with their sacking aprons and their heavy black
clogs, kneeling in the cindery mud and the bitter wind, searching eagerly
for tiny chips of coal. They are glad enough to do it. In winter they are
desperate for fuel; it is more important almost than food. Meanwhile all
round, as far as the eye can see, are the slag-heaps and hoisting gear of
collieries, and not one of those collieries can sell all the coal it is
capable of producing. This ought to appeal to Major Douglas.
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