Our Parish: Or, Annals of Pastor and PeopleL. P. Crown & Company, 1854 - 452 páginas |
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Our Parish, Or Annals of Pastor and People (Classic Reprint) George Canning Hill Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
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Página 112 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 452 - Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown...
Página 245 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Página 432 - I succoured thee: behold, now is the accepted time ; behold, now is the day of salvation) giving no offence in any thing, that the ministry be not blamed ; but in all things approving ourselves as the ministers of God...
Página 219 - With silence only as their benediction, God's angels come ; When in the shadow of a great affliction The soul sits dumb.
Página 452 - The fathers had eaten sour grapes and the children's teeth were set on edge.
Página 301 - Even for the dead I will not bind My soul to grief — death cannot long divide : For is it not as if the rose had climbed My garden wall, and blossomed on the other side?
Página 49 - And why call ye me Lord, Lord, and do not the things which I say?
Página 248 - Around me is a darkness omnipresent, With boundless horror grim, Descending from the zenith, ever crescent, To the horizon's rim ; The golden stars, all charred and blackened by it, Are swept out one by one ; My world is left, as if by Joshua's fiat — A moonless Ajalon...
Página 87 - ... take her away from that heartrending sight; they begged her to go to her room; but she insisted upon staying. They tried to remove her by force; but she clung to the bed, and vowed that they should tear her to pieces sooner than make her leave her mother. At last, however, the truth broke upon her. She sank down upon her knees by the side of the bed, hiding her face in the drapery, and repeating with fierce sobs,— " My mother, my darling mother!