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... not as arduous , her sufferings not as severe , her suc- cess not as great , as many of her sisters who have visited foreign countries , yet when she descended to the grave , she left numerous evidences that she ESTHER BUTLER . 61.
... not as arduous , her sufferings not as severe , her suc- cess not as great , as many of her sisters who have visited foreign countries , yet when she descended to the grave , she left numerous evidences that she ESTHER BUTLER . 61.
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... sufferings , and taken her to himself . ' Oh , ' said she , ' how will the intelligence rend the hearts of my dear parents and sisters ! ' She paused a moment , and then added , ' But they will be supported . They know where to look for ...
... sufferings , and taken her to himself . ' Oh , ' said she , ' how will the intelligence rend the hearts of my dear parents and sisters ! ' She paused a moment , and then added , ' But they will be supported . They know where to look for ...
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... sufferings are great . ' ' Don't , ' said she , ' don't mention them ; they have been nothing - nothing . ' After a severe spasm that seemed to convulse her whole frame , she ex- claimed , ' Oh the pains , the groans , the dying strife ...
... sufferings are great . ' ' Don't , ' said she , ' don't mention them ; they have been nothing - nothing . ' After a severe spasm that seemed to convulse her whole frame , she ex- claimed , ' Oh the pains , the groans , the dying strife ...
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... sufferings , and left behind her , to surviving friends , the joyful evidence that she had passed away to rest . " Spirit , leave thy house of clay ; Lingering dust , resign thy breath ; Spirit , cast thy cares away ; Dust , be thou ...
... sufferings , and left behind her , to surviving friends , the joyful evidence that she had passed away to rest . " Spirit , leave thy house of clay ; Lingering dust , resign thy breath ; Spirit , cast thy cares away ; Dust , be thou ...
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... sufferings were endured , and doubtless her imagination brought back the scenes of the past , and she might have heard the low silvery tones of mercy and grace as they flowed from the lips of " Him who spoke as never man spake . " After ...
... sufferings were endured , and doubtless her imagination brought back the scenes of the past , and she might have heard the low silvery tones of mercy and grace as they flowed from the lips of " Him who spoke as never man spake . " After ...
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Heroines of the Missionary Enterprise: Or, Sketches of Prominent Female ... Daniel Clarke Eddy Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1854 |
Heroines of the Missionary Enterprise, Or, Sketches of Prominent Female ... Daniel Clarke Eddy Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1850 |
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Sida 77 - There is that scattereth, and yet increaseth; and there is that withholdeth more than is meet, but it tendeth to poverty.
Sida 211 - The hills melted like wax at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the Lord of the whole earth.
Sida 68 - JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom spread from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Sida 24 - Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas...
Sida 3 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till, o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb, for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Sida 242 - God o'erhead ! /!Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Sida 88 - Welcome to a Land of Rest ! Thus the choir of angels sing, As they bear the soul on high, While with hallelujahs ring All the regions of the sky.
Sida 155 - O'ER the realms of pagan darkness, Let the eye of pity gaze ; See the kindreds of the people Lost in sin's bewildering maze : Darkness brooding On the face of all the earth. 2 Light of them that sit in darkness ! Rise and shine — thy blessings bring : Light to lighten all the Gentiles ! Rise with healing in thy wing; To thy brightness Let all kings and nations come. 3...
Sida 107 - Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb, Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room To slumber in the silent dust. " Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear, Invade thy bounds — no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose.
Sida 151 - What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy Victory ? O Death ! where is thy Sting?