The Seven Temptations

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R. Bentley, 1834 - 373 sidor

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Sida 96 - For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality; then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory.
Sida 156 - I say unto you that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons which need no repentance.
Sida 99 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Sida 99 - I HEARD a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, From henceforth blessed are the dead which die in the Lord : even so saith the Spirit ; for they rest from their labours.
Sida 74 - Oh, where? For I would hasten there ! Tell me, — I fain would go, — For I am wearied with a heavy woe ! The beautiful have left me all alone : The true, the tender, from my path...
Sida 285 - Thus spoke the boy so lovely, The while his mother heard, And on his prayer she pondered, But spoke to him no word. That self-same night she dreamed A lovely dream of joy : She thought she saw young Jesus There, playing with the boy.
Sida 284 - A lovely boy would rove, To play beside the image That sanctified the grove. Oft sat his mother by him, Among the shadows dim, And told how the Lord Jesus Was once a child like him. " And now from highest heaven He doth look down each day, And sees whate'er thou doest ; And hears what thou dost say...
Sida 75 - ... of life : Must bear in meekness, as He meekly bore, Sorrow, and pain, and strife. Think how the Son of God These thorny paths hath trod ; Think how He longed to go, Yet tarried out for thee, the appointed woe. Think of his weariness in places dim. Where no man comforted, or cared for Him. Think of the blood-like sweat With which his brow was wet, Yet how He prayed, unaided and alone, In that great agony — •' Thy will be done !" Friend ! do not thou despair, Christ, from his heaven of heavens,...
Sida 286 - And in his hand he beareth Bright flowers as white as snow, And red and juicy strawberries, — Dear mother, let me go ! " He died — but that fond mother Her sorrow did restrain, For she knew he was with Jesus, And she asked him not again.
Sida 3 - Familiar from your childhood. Are you poor? What matters it to him. He knows no difference Between an emperor and the poorest beggar ! Where is the friend, that bears the name of man, Will do as much for you ? MARY HOWTTT.

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