Fremont weekly freeman. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1850-1853, 1851-11-15
From the N. Y. journal of Commerce.
Lead US net into Temptation.


nv JRAH M.JrpAR, ESQ.
OIL lis a most beautiful and holy wish on
the partof sinfulAnd crring nature, Of moor
fFagiie mortals. when, 10 an sincerity or hearf.
and iHthe forcible and CT cliYe language If
truth, they commend themss Ives to an all ru-
Ing Providence, aud crave therefrom that most
precious BOOM LEAD us not into temptation. =
surrounded on every side with snare
spread opk h5 the designing and the wicked,
Who arc at tllunles. and, on all occasions, ready
y cntangle and overWhelm us in the net II
Nso aud ruin, and huri us downward into the
falhomless pit of destruction. it behuovcs us.
as &c value cur future happiness, 10 guard
against and cyade these pernicious attacks SO
detrimental to the best interests Of accounta
bic mortality. and on bendcd knees. and vitb
UrlIfted eyes and contriie hearts invoke The
timely and scscning aid of the All, Powerful.
q deliver US from evil. and enable us 10 PEI
SUI. liz qnieis and in peace our pilgrimage 10
the tomb.
The pathway to The grave may be the
same, saith ono OF our most eloquent writers.
and the proud man may tread IT, True. sir
but there is broader pathway leading from
the confines Of the. tomb 70 tlle portals Of the
eternal city where the pyftIe OF man viii avail
liita naughs and where the beggar in the tat
tered habliments Of wo, win command as nla, h
respect as he inthe GORGEOUS trappings ofaf
fuence.
For whoon earth is 50 much exposed TO
Temptation as the proud man, and who so
liable to be humhtsz BY Him who is neEegarC-
erof pomp or circumstance. on that final day
when the last great battle shall be fought, and
the fallen or spirit stirring triumph responds
10 The rending shout Of Victory OF Death!
All brilliant conquest for those " no have
e'er the boisterous sea Of lie steered clear
from the rocks of temptation and borne away
for thai safe ond beauteous Harbor, where ad- i
verse winds and storms cannot wreck their
bafks
And Death to those unskillfal yoyagers,
who have glided for li.ae 50 smoothly on
the troubled waters Of evil; nor their canyass
yields no longer to the breeze and their helm
has lost its control, a wreeekl A wreck -
and neta helping hand is Fastening to the res
cue. Conc down, gone down 10 the sea Of
despair Of Misery of eternal perdilion
al! uhifhef now are fed
Thpse dreams OF preafness, Hose unsolSd homes
OF hanPinesk1 those longiaes after fame?
1hese 1esiless cares7 those busy husfng dayssss
Hhere Eay-sPept festive iiishss7 those wearing
thoughts,
Lost between geod and IN. that shared thy life.
How exquisite. how important il Is then,
that We pursue the ways Of virtue. and walk
in the paths Of righteousness that we ever
bear ia mlnd that aur earthly sojurn is brieff,
snd that every passing moment as i flies,
brings rs nearer aud yet nearer to the goal Of
our cherished hopes, and the climax Of our
fondest ambition.
Wife and Motheri As creatureof hu-
manly thou aFt liable % 20 astray from the
l,atks of rectitade. We'll thou knowcst that
many once happy hane hath become
wIreiched and forsakels because the tempter
has entered therein and spoiled beauty of lis
charms and innocence cf rs worth Ere thou
foldesi Thy hands ia slunber, amid the dark
ness Of nightimplore the God above TO enable.
thee TO turn aside from temptation, and to
be pleased to grant that thy character may be
above suspicion
Lead as not INTO ielaptaffosa, should be
pressedson the heart Of every creature of this
fallen world, no matter how pure his motives,
OF how virtuous bis Intentions Many once
excellent and worthy man. has. in an uhguard
ed moment yieided to the tempser, violated
The laws Of God, and Of his country, and died
the death Of culprit:
he bow well bent and smart the spring,
Vice seems already slain;
But passion rudely snaps the string,
And itrevives again.
Some foe to his upright intent
Finds out his weaker part;
Virtue engages his assent,
But pleasure wins bis heart,
Bound on.a vogage Of awful length,
Aud danger little known.
stranger TO superior strength,
Man vainly trusts his owe.
Bntours alone can ne'er prevail
Tic reach that distant coast,
The breath of Heay'n must swell the sail,
or all the toll is lost .