If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man’s religion is vain.
Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.—James, i. 26, 27.
Seeming devotion doth but gild the knave,
That’s neither faithful, honest, just, nor brave;
But where Religion doth with Virtue join,
It makes a hero like an angel shine.
Waller.
Religion’s all. Descending from the skies
To wretched man, the goddess, in her left,
Holds out this world, and in her right, the next.