'There is more faith in honest doubt,
Believe me, than in half the creeds;'
So penned a poet (witless lout)
To praise the doubter's doubtful deeds.
But let me whisper in your ear,
'There's no such thing as honest doubt:'
For doubt will doubtless disappear
If it is honest out and out.
For doubt is very much like gout—
The more 'Us nursed, the more it grows;
When fed on atheistic stout,
It juggles, wriggles, cavils, crows.
Much of the doubt before our eyes
Is most dishonest in its heart:
It poses under honest guise
And shoots with skill its subtle art.
Its shafts have entered hall and hut,
And into churches not a few;
The preacher cracks the doubtful nut
And spreads the poison to the pew.
'Tis now thought doubtful not to doubt.
Yes! we are taught to doubt our doubts.
All certainty is put to rout
And no one knows its whereabouts.
Is there no knowledge to be had?
Has God not spoken once for all?
Indeed He has: all doubt is mad,
And destined to disastrous fall.
For God is God, and truth is true;
All doubt is sinful in His sight;
And doubters will have cause to rue
Their doubts through Hell's undoubted night.—Thomas Baird
(Matt. 14. 31; John 8. 24)
Our doubts are traitors
And make us lose the good we oft might win
By fearing to attempt.—Selected
Oh, how this tyrant, doubt, torments my breast!
My thoughts, like birds, who, frighten'd from their nest,
Around the place where all was hush'd before,
Flutter, and hardly nestle any more.—Otway
Artful doubts and reasoning be
Nailed with Jesus to the tree.—Selected
People, when asked if they are Christians, give some of the strangest answers you ever heard. Some will say if you ask them: "Well-well-well, I-I hope I am." Suppose a man should ask me if I am an American. Would I say: "Well, I-well, I-I hope I am"?—Moody
When the now famous D'Aubigne was a student he was oppressed with doubts, and went to an old experienced teacher for help. The old man refused to answer them, saying, "Were I to rid you of these others would come. There is a shorter and more effective way of destroying them. Let Christ be to you really the Son of God, the Savior, and His light will dispel the darkness, and His Spirit will lead you into all truth." That is still the only way to dispel our doubts.—Bowes
Small Jimmie discussed with his chief crony the minister's sermon which had dealt with the sheep and the goats.
"Me," he concluded, "I don't know which I am. Mother calls me her lamb, and father calls me kid."
Ability to look on two sides of a question is usually a virtue, but it may degenerate into a vice. Thus, a visitor found his bachelor friend glumly studying an evening waistcoat. When inquiry was made, this explanation was forthcoming:
"It's quite too soiled to wear, but really, it's not dirty enough to go to the laundry. I can't make up my mind just what I should do about it."