Both Sides the Border a Hundred Years Ago; Or, Glimpses of Religious Life in the Last Century1858 |
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... toil nor night of waking . * No rude sound shall reach thine ear , Armour's clang , or war - steed champing , Trump nor pibroch summon here , Mustering clan , or squadron tramping . Yet the lark's shrill fife may come , At the daybreak ...
... toil nor night of waking . * No rude sound shall reach thine ear , Armour's clang , or war - steed champing , Trump nor pibroch summon here , Mustering clan , or squadron tramping . Yet the lark's shrill fife may come , At the daybreak ...
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... toiling and travelling , preaching and praying , till in a green old age , he was gathered to his rest . White- field had done his work , and had gone home . Six- teen years after Dr. Trotter came to London , the seraphic Fletcher went ...
... toiling and travelling , preaching and praying , till in a green old age , he was gathered to his rest . White- field had done his work , and had gone home . Six- teen years after Dr. Trotter came to London , the seraphic Fletcher went ...
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... Toil , toil , toil , Nor weary nor growing faint ; Toil , toil , toil , With a heart that knows no plaint . ' Go , work in the vineyard ; ' you shall find Enough to employ life , body , and mind , And a rich reward and a Master kind ...
... Toil , toil , toil , Nor weary nor growing faint ; Toil , toil , toil , With a heart that knows no plaint . ' Go , work in the vineyard ; ' you shall find Enough to employ life , body , and mind , And a rich reward and a Master kind ...
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... toils . ' Twas thus with Augustine , who loved , in after life , to tell of the efforts and prayers of his pious mother , Monica , and how , after a season of ungodliness and wretchedness , his conver- sion delighted that mother's ...
... toils . ' Twas thus with Augustine , who loved , in after life , to tell of the efforts and prayers of his pious mother , Monica , and how , after a season of ungodliness and wretchedness , his conver- sion delighted that mother's ...
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... toil , and to enable him to conquer in every battle with the enemy . And in proportion as he learns to enter more fully into the thoughts of God concerning this blood , in that proportion does his peace deepen and his joy overflow . All ...
... toil , and to enable him to conquer in every battle with the enemy . And in proportion as he learns to enter more fully into the thoughts of God concerning this blood , in that proportion does his peace deepen and his joy overflow . All ...
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Página 34 - SOLDIER, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
Página 133 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side ; Some great cause, God's new Messiah offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever "twixt that darkness and that light.
Página 210 - Judge of all, and to the spirits of just men made perfect, and to Jesus the Mediator of the new covenant, and to the blood of sprinkling, that speaketh better things than that of Abel.
Página 88 - The pains of death are past ; Labour and sorrow cease ; And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy.
Página 127 - Come, ye blessed of my Father, receive the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world!
Página 186 - AND is there care in heaven ? And is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base, That may compassion of their evils move ? There is : else much more wretched were the case Of men than beasts. But O ! th...
Página 210 - But ye are come unto Mount Zion ; and unto the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem ; and to an innumerable company of angels ; to the general assembly and church of the first-born, which are written in heaven ; and to God, the Judge of all; and to the spirits of just men made perfect...
Página 79 - FATHER, I know that all my life Is portioned out for me, And the changes that are sure to come, I do not fear to see ; But I ask Thee for a present mind Intent on pleasing Thee.
Página 100 - Who is he that condemneth? It is Christ that died, yea rather, that is risen again, who is even at the right hand of God, who also maketh intercession for us.
Página 205 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest.