Monday Club Sermons
And I will cause the noise of your songs to cease; and the sound of your harps shall be no more heard.
The classics tell of a lake called Avernus, which means "birdless." A poisonous vapour arises from its foul waters. Birds attempting to fly across it fall stupefied into its bosom. The eagle's wing becomes powerless, and gradually the proud bird sinks down, until its lifeless body floats upon the dark waters. The nightingale loses by degrees her power of song, and at length the sweet singer falls trembling into the waves of death. This may be a fiction; it is nevertheless a picture of life. There is a lake of sinful pleasure lying along our path. Heedless of it, many spread their wings of strength and beauty upon its outer shore. They think to go a little beyond its margin, and then return. But the spell is on them. Before they are aware the wing has lost its strength and the voice its charm. The momentum gained bears them onward and down until they sink in the dark and fatal flood.
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Parallel VersesKJV: And I will cause the noise of thy songs to cease; and the sound of thy harps shall be no more heard.