Fifty Years of Unitarian Life: Being a Record of the Proceedings on the Occasion of the Fiftieth Anniversary of the Organization of the First Unitarian Society of Geneva, Illinois, Celebrated June Tenth, Eleventh and Twelth, 1892

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Kane County Publishing Company, 1892 - 146 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 14 - It singeth low in every heart, We hear it each and all — A song of those who answer not, However we may call ; They throng the silence of the breast, We see them as of yore — The kind, the brave, the true, the sweet Who walk with us no more.
Pàgina 19 - One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Pàgina 14 - There guilty ghosts of Adam's race Shriek out, and howl beneath thy rod ; Once they could scorn a Saviour's grace, But they incensed a dreadful God. 6 Tremble, my soul, and kiss the Son : Sinner, obey thy Saviour's call ; Else your damnation hastens on And hell gapes wide to wait your fall...
Pàgina 13 - When I am feeble as a child, And flesh and heart give way, Then on Thy everlasting strength With passive trust I stay, And the rough wind becomes a song, The darkness shines like day.
Pàgina 112 - Freedom ! thou art not, as poets dream, A fair young girl, with light and delicate limbs, And wavy tresses gushing from the cap With which the Roman master crowned his slave When he took off the gyves. A bearded man, Armed to the teeth...
Pàgina 13 - Lingering about these mortal shores. She makes a long delay, Till, like a flood, with rapid force' Death sweeps the wretch away.
Pàgina 118 - In the same brook none ever bathed him twice ; To the same life none ever twice awoke. We call the brook the same ; the same we think Our life, though still more rapid in its flow, Nor mark the much irrevocably lapsed, And mingled with the sea.
Pàgina 15 - tis good to think of them, When we are troubled sore! Thanks be to God that such have been, Although they are no more ! More home-like seems the vast unknown, Since they have entered there ; To follow them were not so hard, Wherever they may fare ; They cannot be where God is not, On any sea or shore; Whate'er betides, Thy love abides, Our God, for evermore.
Pàgina 14 - Far in the deep, where darkness dwells, The land of horror and despair, — Justice has built a dismal hell, And laid her stores of vengeance there. Eternal plagues and heavy chains, Tormenting racks and fiery coals, — And darts to inflict immortal pains, Dyed in the blood of damned souls.
Pàgina 42 - Some are naturally dull and heavy ; but, if there be first a willing mind, it is accepted according to what a man hath, and not according to what he hath not.

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