A life-long story: or, Am I my sister's keeper? Facts and phases for the times, dedicated to the women of England

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Seite 59 - Therefore are they before the throne of God, and serve him day and night in his temple : and he that sitteth on the throne shall dwell among them. They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters : and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.
Seite 379 - A servant with this clause makes drudgery divine; who sweeps a room, as for thy laws, makes that and the action fine.
Seite 323 - Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; Nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; Nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
Seite 338 - So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride of beauty shows ; Fairer than spring the colours shine, And sweeter than the virgin ros.e.
Seite 137 - When I say unto the wicked, Thou shalt surely die ; and thou givest him not warning, nor speakest to warn the wicked from his wicked way, to save his life ; the same wicked man shall die in his iniquity ; but his blood will I require at thine hand.
Seite 433 - O might she stay to wash away her stains, And fit her for her passage ! Mournful sight ! Her very eyes weep blood, and every groan She heaves is big with horror ! But the foe, Like a staunch...
Seite 433 - Oh ! might she stay, to wash away her stains, And fit her for her passage — Mournful sight ! Her very eyes weep blood ; — and every groan She heaves is big with horror.
Seite 396 - WHAT are these arrayed in white, Brighter than the noon-day sun ? Foremost of the sons of light, Nearest the eternal throne ? These are they that bore the cross, Nobly for their Master stood ; Sufferers in His righteous cause, Followers of the dying God.
Seite 323 - He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust. His truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Seite 72 - Most wondrous book ! bright candle of the Lord ! Star of eternity ! the only star By which the bark of man could navigate The sea of life, and gain the coast of bliss Securely ! only star which rose on Time, And, on its dark and troubled billows, still, As generation, drifting swiftly by, Succeeded generation, threw a ray Of heaven's own light, and to the hills of God, The eternal hills, pointed the sinner's eye.

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