The Autobiography and Memorials of Captain Obadiah Congar: For Fifty Years Mariner and Shipmaster from the Port of New York

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Harper & Brothers, 1851 - 266 páginas
 

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Página 141 - But the seventh day is the sabbath of the LORD thy God: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, nor thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thine ox, nor thine ass, nor any of thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates; that thy manservant and thy maidservant may rest as well as thou.
Página 190 - Therefore also now, saith the LORD, turn ye even to me with all your heart, and with fasting, and with weeping, and with mourning: "And rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the LORD your God : for he is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of great kindness, and repenteth him of the evil.
Página 181 - Go and proclaim these words toward the north, and say, Return, thou backsliding Israel, saith the Lord; and I will not cause mine anger to fall upon you : for I am merciful, saith the Lord, and I will not keep anger for ever.
Página 107 - Although the fig-tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls : Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
Página xi - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know...
Página 186 - These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their meat in due .season. That thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled with good.
Página 225 - That man may last, but never lives, Who much receives, but nothing gives ; Whom none can love, whom none can thank. Creation's blot, creation's blank...
Página 67 - I see— or think I see, A glimmering from afar ; A beam of day, that shines for me, To save me from despair.

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