Chronicles of the Schönberg-Cotta family, by the author of 'The voice of Christian life in song'.

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Seite 342 - And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience ; .and patience, experience; and experience, hope: and hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.
Seite 450 - Fear them not therefore : for there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed ; and hid, that shall not be known.
Seite 409 - Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee.
Seite 451 - Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.
Seite 450 - And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.
Seite 79 - Cadent a latere tuo mille, et decem millia a dextris tuis : ad te autem non appropinquabit.
Seite 249 - When my dying hour must be, Be not absent then from me ; In that dreadful hour, I pray, Jesus come without delay ; See, and set me free. When thou biddest me depart, Whom I cleave to with my heart ; Lover of my soul, be near, With thy saving Cross appear ; Show thyself to me ! ST.
Seite 393 - I might be His, live under Him in His kingdom, and serve Him in everlasting righteousness, innocence and blessedness; even as He is risen from the dead, and lives and reigns to all eternity. This is most certainly true.
Seite 307 - I can never thank you enough for all you have done for me. The blessed Lord will remember it; for did he not say, ' In that ye have done it unto the least.
Seite 145 - Liquid odours soft distilling, perfumes breathing on the breeze ; Fruits immortal cluster always on the leafy fadeless trees. There no moon shines chill and changing, there no stars with twinkling ray, For the Lamb of that blest city is at once the Sun and Day ; Night and time are known no longer, day shall never fade away.

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