The Welcome hour, Volum 3

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1879
 

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Pàgina 191 - If I had served God as diligently as I have done the King, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs. Howbeit, this is the just reward that I must receive for my worldly diligence and pains that I have had to do him service ; only to satisfy his main pleasure, not regarding my godly duty.
Pàgina 3 - The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done : and there is no new thing under the sun. Is there anything whereof it may be said, See, this is new? it hath been already of old time, which was before us.
Pàgina 165 - 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 ! Amen.
Pàgina 59 - The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves; a road To bring us daily nearer God.
Pàgina 44 - Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man seeking goodly pearls : who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it.
Pàgina 191 - This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 107 - Rizzio with his lute, and bade the minstrel play The songs she loved in early years — the songs of gay Navarre, The songs, perchance, that erst were sung by gallant Chatelar : They half beguiled her of her cares, they soothed her into smiles, They won her thoughts from bigot zeal, and fierce domestic broils : — But hark ! the tramp of armed men ! the Douglas...
Pàgina 107 - Now for my father's arm!" she said ; "my woman's heart farewell ! " The scene was changed. It was a lake, with one small lonely isle, And there, within the...
Pàgina 106 - The breeze comes forth— she is alone on the unconscious sea ! The scene was changed. It was an eve of raw and surly mood, And in a turret -chamber high of ancient Holyrood Sat Mary, listening to the rain, and sighing with the winds, That seemed to suit the stormy state of men's uncertain minds. The touch of care had blanched her...
Pàgina 63 - Jesus' lovely name When all things else decay. 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, With all the ransomed throng, Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be our song.

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