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Nineteen Beautiful Years: Or, Sketches of a Girl's Life
Frances Elizabeth] [Willard
Полный просмотр - 1878
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Стр. 233 - For I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee.
Стр. 235 - Yet not the less, o'er all the heart hath lost, Shall Faith rejoice, when Nature grieves the most ; Then comes her triumph ! through the shadowy gloom, Her star in glory rises from the tomb, Mounts to the day-spring, leaves the cloud below, And gilds the tears that cease not yet to flow! Yes, all is o'er! fear, doubt, suspense are fled, Let brighter thoughts be with the virtuous dead! The final ordeal of the soul is past, And the pale brow is seal'd to Heaven at last...
Стр. 152 - But it is now time to depart, — for me to die, for you to live. But which of us is going to a better state is unknown to every one but God.
Стр. 83 - The blessing of her quiet life Fell on us like the dew; And good thoughts, where her footsteps pressed Like fairy blossoms grew. Sweet promptings unto kindest deeds Were in her very look; We read her face, as one who reads A true and holy book...
Стр. 217 - To swoon to that — from this, — Scarce knowing if we wake or sleep, Scarce asking where we are, To feel all evil sink away, All sorrow and all care. Sweet souls around us ! watch us still ; Press nearer to our side ; Into our thoughts, into our prayers, With gentle helpings glide. Let death between us be as naught, A dried and vanished stream ; Your joy be the reality, Our suffering life the dream.
Стр. 147 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Стр. 59 - IF I shall ever win the home in heaven For whose sweet rest I humbly hope and pray, In the great company of the forgiven I shall be sure to find old Daniel Gray.
Стр. 163 - Feel as I would when my feet Are slipping over the brink ; For it may be, I'm nearer home, Nearer now than I think.
Стр. 174 - O mighty Spirit ! Thou canst make the blind to see ; Witnesser of Jesus' merit, Speak the word of power to me, Even me.
Стр. 77 - Why live I here ? The vows Of God are on me, and I may not stop To play with shadows, or pluck earthly flowers, Till I my work have done, and rendered up Account. The voice of my departed Lord, " Go, teach all nations," from the Eastern world Comes on the night air and awakes my ear.