The Four Sisters: Patience, Humility, Hope, & Love

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G. Routledge, 1858 - 369 стор.
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Сторінка 264 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Сторінка 136 - Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near ; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
Сторінка 188 - The trivial round, the common task, Would furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves ; a road To bring us, daily, nearer God.
Сторінка 64 - He not of Heaven to talk With children in His sight, To meet them in His daily walk, And to His arms invite?
Сторінка 1 - Then waken into sound divine The very pavement of thy shrine, Till we, like Heaven's star-sprinkled floor, Faintly give back what we adore. Childlike though the voices be, And untunable the parts, Thou wilt own the minstrelsy, If it flow from childlike hearts.
Сторінка 277 - Sing, pray, and swerve not from His ways, But do thine own part faithfully, Trust His rich promises of grace, So shall they be fulfilled in thee; God never yet forsook at need The soul that trusted Him indeed.
Сторінка 172 - Who sweeps a room, as for Thy laws, Makes that and the action fine.
Сторінка 342 - Let it flow on, but flow refin'd and clear, The turbid waters brightening as they run. Let it flow on, till all thine earthly heart In penitential drops have...
Сторінка 205 - Pouring its music on the breeze, Proclaims the well-known holy time Of prayer, and thanks, and bended knees ; When rustic crowds devoutly meet, And lips and hearts to God are given, And souls enjoy oblivion sweet Of earthly ills, in thoughts of heaven...
Сторінка 113 - On the refuge thou hast found ; Know, while yet we linger here Perils ever hem us round. Art thou faithful ? then oppose Sin and wrong with all thy might ; Care not how the tempest blows, Only care to win the fight.

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