The Ladies' Repository, Volume 12L. Swormstedt and J.H. Power, 1852 |
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... soul , " we suspect , will never be listened to by mankind ; for some of the best men have held music in utter detestation . " 6 But to return to the dogs . A writer , with whom we are familiar , says he possesses an Italian gray- hound ...
... soul , " we suspect , will never be listened to by mankind ; for some of the best men have held music in utter detestation . " 6 But to return to the dogs . A writer , with whom we are familiar , says he possesses an Italian gray- hound ...
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... soul . Half a year had almost ever . " What shall I do ? Will God forgive me ? " fled . The fourth quarterly meeting was coming . sighed the wretched Carrie . Carrie and her companions were to be received into full connection . Ay , and ...
... soul . Half a year had almost ever . " What shall I do ? Will God forgive me ? " fled . The fourth quarterly meeting was coming . sighed the wretched Carrie . Carrie and her companions were to be received into full connection . Ay , and ...
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... soul seemed to partake of a holy ecstasy , which radiated his emaciated countenance with unearthly luster . Never did mortal man more fully bear the " image of the heavenly . " The transporting power of faith seemed to bear his soul ...
... soul seemed to partake of a holy ecstasy , which radiated his emaciated countenance with unearthly luster . Never did mortal man more fully bear the " image of the heavenly . " The transporting power of faith seemed to bear his soul ...
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... soul ! But when I saw thy vacant chair , Thine idle hat upon the wall , Thy book - the penciled passage where Thine eye had rested last of all : The tree beneath whose friendly shade Thy trembling feet had wandered forth ; The very ...
... soul ! But when I saw thy vacant chair , Thine idle hat upon the wall , Thy book - the penciled passage where Thine eye had rested last of all : The tree beneath whose friendly shade Thy trembling feet had wandered forth ; The very ...
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... soul's greatest extrem- ity , with a voice sweeter than song , how does Jesus of Nazareth breathe into it the spirit - soothing words , " I am the resurrection and the life ! " What a bright morning of hope thus dawns upon the soul in ...
... soul's greatest extrem- ity , with a voice sweeter than song , how does Jesus of Nazareth breathe into it the spirit - soothing words , " I am the resurrection and the life ! " What a bright morning of hope thus dawns upon the soul in ...
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Página 298 - For as the rain cometh down, And the snow from heaven, And returneth not thither, But watereth the earth, And maketh it bring forth and bud, That it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater: So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: It shall not return unto me void, But it shall accomplish that which I please, And it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.
Página 4 - He that planted the ear, shall he not hear? he that formed the eye, shall he not see? He that chastiseth the heathen, shall not he correct? he that teacheth man knowledge, shall not he know?
Página 298 - Rejoice, O young man in thy youth ; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes ; but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.
Página 298 - For when for the time ye ought to be teachers, ye have need that one teach you again which be the first principles of the oracles of God; and are become such as have need of milk, and not of strong meat.
Página 252 - With all her crew complete. Toll for the brave ! Brave Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Página 74 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar— for 'twas trod Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Página 214 - Verily I say unto you, I will drink no more of the fruit of the vine, until that day that I drink it new in the kingdom of God.
Página 298 - For as the rain comes down, and the snow from heaven, and do not return there, But water the earth, and make it bring forth and bud, That it may give seed to the sower And bread to the eater, So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth; It shall not return to Me void, But it shall accomplish what I please, and it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it.
Página 358 - The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one!
Página 200 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.