A Child's Book of Religion: For Sunday Schools and HomesWalker, Fuller, 1866 - 317 pages |
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... WAIT , AND PRAY . GIVE SOWING AND REAPING WORDS WISHES • • THE DARLING LITTLE GIRL THE LESSON OF THE FLOWERS THE BEGGAR KINDNESS TO ANIMALS " NOT TO MYSELF ALONE " 126 • 127 • · 128 • • 129 130 131 132 • • 134 • 136 · 137 · · 138 • 140 ...
... WAIT , AND PRAY . GIVE SOWING AND REAPING WORDS WISHES • • THE DARLING LITTLE GIRL THE LESSON OF THE FLOWERS THE BEGGAR KINDNESS TO ANIMALS " NOT TO MYSELF ALONE " 126 • 127 • · 128 • • 129 130 131 132 • • 134 • 136 · 137 · · 138 • 140 ...
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... . The eyes of all wait upon thee , And thou givest them their food in due season . Thou openest thine hand , And satisfiest the desire of every living thing . The Lord is just in all his ways , And 20 A CHILD'S BOOK OF religion .
... . The eyes of all wait upon thee , And thou givest them their food in due season . Thou openest thine hand , And satisfiest the desire of every living thing . The Lord is just in all his ways , And 20 A CHILD'S BOOK OF religion .
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... : Near them the birds of heaven have their habi- tation . He causeth grass to spring up for cattle , And 22 A CHILD'S BOOK OF RELIGION . THE SULTAN'S LESSON THE BANNER AND THE CARPET PARADISE STRIVE, WAIT, AND PRAY GIVE.
... : Near them the birds of heaven have their habi- tation . He causeth grass to spring up for cattle , And 22 A CHILD'S BOOK OF RELIGION . THE SULTAN'S LESSON THE BANNER AND THE CARPET PARADISE STRIVE, WAIT, AND PRAY GIVE.
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... Wait on the Lord ; be of good courage : he shall strengthen thy heart . Wait , I say , on the Lord . X. I will bless the Lord at all times ; His praise shall be continually in my mouth . My soul shall exult in the Lord : The humble ...
... Wait on the Lord ; be of good courage : he shall strengthen thy heart . Wait , I say , on the Lord . X. I will bless the Lord at all times ; His praise shall be continually in my mouth . My soul shall exult in the Lord : The humble ...
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... wait on Providence , And mark the sundered places , To graft with gentlest instruments The heavenly graces . J. G. Holland . TURN 8. SONG OF FORTUNE . URN , Fortune , turn thy wheel , and lower the proud ; Turn thy wild wheel through ...
... wait on Providence , And mark the sundered places , To graft with gentlest instruments The heavenly graces . J. G. Holland . TURN 8. SONG OF FORTUNE . URN , Fortune , turn thy wheel , and lower the proud ; Turn thy wild wheel through ...
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Page 120 - Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink ; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment...
Page 253 - Ring out the feud of rich and poor ; Ring in redress to all mankind. Ring out a slowly-dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife ; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Page 122 - For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
Page 159 - ADHEM (may his tribe increase !) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, " What writest thou ?" The Vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 40 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Page 123 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 41 - There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll ! — For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the Summer ray Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat...
Page 50 - God the life and light of all this wondrous world we see its glow by day its smile by night are but reflections caught from thee •where'er we turn thy glories shine and all things fair and bright are thine when day with farewell beam delays among the opening clouds of even and we can almost think we gaze through golden vistas into heaven...
Page 40 - While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn. Bleat out afresh, ye hills : ye mossy rocks, Retain the sound : the broad responsive low, Ye valleys, raise ; for the Great Shepherd reigns ; And his unsuffering kingdom yet will come. Ye woodlands all, awake : a boundless song Burst from the groves ! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night his praise.
Page 25 - The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul : the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple. The statutes of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart : the commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes.