Sir Humphrey's trial: or, The lesson of life

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M.H. Gill and Son, 1884 - 254 Seiten
 

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Seite 220 - Then said Jesus unto his disciples: If any man would come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me. For whosoever would save his life shall lose it: and whosoever shall lose his life for my sake shall find it.
Seite 220 - For what doth it profit a man, if he gain the whole world, and suffer the loss of his own soul ? Or what exchange shall a man give for his soul?
Seite 188 - Here our wisdom fails. We apply in vain to human reason and human consciousness for an answer. We are perplexed and confounded, and find no resting-place until we seize the sublime truth, that ' God's ways are not our ways, nor his thoughts our thoughts,' and that all his acts and all his appointments are right.
Seite 219 - I REJOICED at the things that were said to me: We shall go into the house of the Lord.
Seite 91 - Still on it creeps, Each little moment at another's heels, Till hours, days, years, and ages are made up Of such small parts as these, and men look back, TIME —continticd.
Seite 226 - Uphold me, O Lord, according to Thy word, and I shall live, and let me not be confounded in my expectation.
Seite 192 - Being made perfect in a short space, he fulfilled a long time : for his soul pleased God. Therefore he hastened to bring him out of the midst of iniquities...
Seite 199 - They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. Going, they went and wept, casting their seeds. But coming, they shall come with joyfulness, carrying their sheaves
Seite 253 - HE was a little feeble child, And full of care and pain, But yet with blithesome heart he sang His simple Christmas strain. God bless us all, cried Tiny Tim, God bless us, every one ; So too we pray, this holy day, God bless us, every one. They sat around their humble board In Christmas mirth and glee ; In very truth, though low their lot, A pleasant group to see. And Tiny Tim's poor pallid face With light and beauty shone, As looking on them all, he cried, God bless us, every one.
Seite 254 - So, too, we pray, this holy day, God bless us, every one. They sat around their humble board In Christmas mirth and glee ; In very truth, though low their lot, A pleasant group to see. And Tiny Tim's poor pallid face With light and beauty shone, As looking on them all, he cried, God bless us, every one. Another Christmas Day came round, And Tiny Tim lay dead ; Yet as they deck'd his simple bier, They scarce could think him fled. Upon them still the little face With kindly presence shone. For still...

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