Indian and Spanish Neighbours

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Fleming H. Revell Company, 1903 - 194 pages

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Page 118 - Let the wilderness and the cities thereof lift up their voice, the villages that Kedar doth inhabit : let the inhabitants of the rock sing, let them shout from the top of the mountains : let them give glory unto the Lord, and declare his praise in the islands.
Page 118 - Clouds and darkness are round about him: righteousness and judgment are the habitation of his throne.
Page 14 - YE say, they all have passed away, That noble race and brave; That their light canoes have vanished From off the crested wave; That, 'mid the forests where they roamed, There rings no hunter's shout; But their name is on your waters, — Ye may not wash it out.
Page 14 - Ye say their cone-like cabins, That clustered o'er the vale, Have fled away like withered leaves, Before the autumn gale. But their memory liveth on your hills, Their baptism on your shore ; Your everlasting rivers speak Their dialect of yore.
Page 40 - Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord; And in thy light, our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word.
Page 31 - Whose was the right and the wrong ? Sing it, O funeral song, With a voice that is full of tears, And say that our broken faith Wrought all this ruin and scathe, In the Year of a Hundred Years.
Page 14 - Wachuset hides its lingering voice Within his rocky heart, And Alleghany graves its tone Throughout his lofty chart; Monadnock on his forehead hoar Doth seal the sacred trust, Your mountains build their monument, Though ye destroy their dust.
Page 92 - When I tell my poor blind people, after one more snow, in the big council, that I did not bring the Book, no word will be spoken by our old men or by our young braves. One by one they will rise up and go out in silence. My people will die in darkness, and they will go on the long path to the other hunting grounds.
Page 131 - More reapers for white harvest fields, More laborers for the Lord." 2 We hear the call; in dreams no more In selfish ease we lie, But, girded for our Father's work, Go forth beneath His sky. 3 Where prophets' word, and martyrs' blood, And prayers of saints were sown, We, to their labors entering in, Would reap where they have strown.
Page 92 - You took me to where you allow your women to dance, as we do not ours; and the Book was not there. You took me to where they worship the Great Spirit with candles; and the Book was not there.

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