The Sunday at Home, Volym 41Religious Tract Society, 1894 |
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... never once had he felt for her one thrill of the passion he had had for Alice Morison : he loved her faithfully , but the old spark had never kindled up again . 3 And now , as his senses slowly recovered from the shock , and his eyes ...
... never once had he felt for her one thrill of the passion he had had for Alice Morison : he loved her faithfully , but the old spark had never kindled up again . 3 And now , as his senses slowly recovered from the shock , and his eyes ...
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... never again open with a piercing " Why , oh why ? " She was satisfied . 66 Long the watchers stood still and silent by her ; then Gundry placed the flowers . He put a rosebud into the cold hands , and gave Chris white camellias to lay ...
... never again open with a piercing " Why , oh why ? " She was satisfied . 66 Long the watchers stood still and silent by her ; then Gundry placed the flowers . He put a rosebud into the cold hands , and gave Chris white camellias to lay ...
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... never sought for conscious fellowship with God , it was partly because he had so little self- consciousness of any kind . In great sorrows , when the throes of life compel to consciousness of self , such men suffer agonies for want of ...
... never sought for conscious fellowship with God , it was partly because he had so little self- consciousness of any kind . In great sorrows , when the throes of life compel to consciousness of self , such men suffer agonies for want of ...
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... never been there , and could never have heard of Alice unless one of his married sisters had told her . All the way home he had been debating with himself whether there would be any false- hood in letting her suppose that he was only ...
... never been there , and could never have heard of Alice unless one of his married sisters had told her . All the way home he had been debating with himself whether there would be any false- hood in letting her suppose that he was only ...
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... never got over it ; it was her death , poor thing . The man worked for Mr. Constable the house- decorator . The things he painted were most beautiful , and he must have got good money , for they never seemed to come to actual want ...
... never got over it ; it was her death , poor thing . The man worked for Mr. Constable the house- decorator . The things he painted were most beautiful , and he must have got good money , for they never seemed to come to actual want ...
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Sida 361 - For he shall deliver the needy when he crieth ; The poor also, and him that hath no helper. He shall spare the poor and needy, And shall save the souls of the needy. He shall redeem their soul from deceit and violence : And precious shall their blood be in his sight.
Sida 204 - Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace but a sword. For I am come to set a man at variance against his father, and the daughter against her mother, and the daughterin-law against her mother-in-law. And a man's foes shall be they of his own household.
Sida 392 - Listen! You hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in.
Sida 386 - WE do not presume to come to this thy Table, O merciful Lord, trusting in our own righteousness, but in thy manifold and great mercies. We are not worthy so much as to gather up the crumbs under thy table. But thou art the same Lord, whose property is always to have mercy...
Sida 197 - My panting side was charged when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.^ There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by the archers.
Sida 197 - He loved them both, but both in vain, Nor him beheld, nor her again. Not long beneath the whelming brine, Expert to swim, he lay ; Nor soon he felt his strength decline, Or courage die away : But waged with death a lasting strife, Supported by despair of life.
Sida 197 - Adieu!" At length, his transient respite past, His comrades, who before Had heard his voice in every blast, Could catch the sound no more: For then, by toil subdued, he drank The stifling wave, and then he sank. No poet wept him: but the page Of narrative sincere...
Sida 361 - Sing unto God, sing praises to his name: extol him that rideth upon the heavens by his name JAH, and rejoice before him.
Sida 464 - The Lord maketh poor, and maketh rich: He bringeth low, and lifteth up. He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, And lifteth up the beggar from the dunghill, To set them among princes, And to make them inherit the throne of glory: For the pillars of the earth are the Lord's, And he hath set the world upon them.
Sida 87 - Though private prayer be a brave design, Yet public hath more promises, more love : And love's a weight to hearts, to eyes a sign. We all are but cold suitors ; let us move Where it is warmest. Leave thy six and seven ; Pray with the most : for where most pray, is heaven.