Neddy Bruce, with poems English and Scotch1881 |
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... blessing of Heaven to descend upon them . " Jesus , be Thou our guest , and bless what Thou hast provided , Amen , " were the short and simple words uttered by those guileless lips , but the yet less than half developed , though earnest ...
... blessing of Heaven to descend upon them . " Jesus , be Thou our guest , and bless what Thou hast provided , Amen , " were the short and simple words uttered by those guileless lips , but the yet less than half developed , though earnest ...
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... blessing . Few and evil had the years of her life been , and fewer still were the tears shed over that pauper's grave , where she had now found rest ; but her sin - stained soul had been washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb ...
... blessing . Few and evil had the years of her life been , and fewer still were the tears shed over that pauper's grave , where she had now found rest ; but her sin - stained soul had been washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb ...
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... blessed words : ' For inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren , ye have done it unto me . ' Almost homeless and friendless , cold and famished , very likely an orphan , or the offspring of dissolute ...
... blessed words : ' For inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren , ye have done it unto me . ' Almost homeless and friendless , cold and famished , very likely an orphan , or the offspring of dissolute ...
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... Blessed Jesus ! my precious , precious Saviour ! Oh , what has He not done for me ? " Weary and worn , she lay with closed eyes , at intervals only looking round her , faintly smiling , " Jesus is with me . " In the latter part of the ...
... Blessed Jesus ! my precious , precious Saviour ! Oh , what has He not done for me ? " Weary and worn , she lay with closed eyes , at intervals only looking round her , faintly smiling , " Jesus is with me . " In the latter part of the ...
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... blessed rest of the unending Sabbath above . " There is an hour of peaceful rest To mourning wand'rers given ; There is a joy for souls distress'd , A balm for ev'ry wounded breast : " Tis found above in heaven ! " There is a home for ...
... blessed rest of the unending Sabbath above . " There is an hour of peaceful rest To mourning wand'rers given ; There is a joy for souls distress'd , A balm for ev'ry wounded breast : " Tis found above in heaven ! " There is a home for ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ACROSTIC auld beaming beautiful sea blessed bread which perisheth bright bright promise brow Canongate country or faith Craigour Hall dark dear death Denison divine doon doth dream drink E'en earth earthly Edward Bruce fair faith to defy father flowers frae friends gentle sister Peace glory God's grace grave guest Hail our gentle hame Happy Land Hardcastle hath heart heaven holy Jesus JOHN HEYWOOD lassie life's look mamma Mary maun midst Miss Lydia Miss Spearwinkle Monody morning ne'er neath Neddy Bruce Never mind nigh o'er Onward through brief papa precious rest round Sabbath Saviour seem'd shining sing slumbers smile soon sorrow soul Sunday school Susan sweet tell thee thine things thou thought Thraldom in country thro truth Twas warl weary Willie winds yonder youth
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Página 41 - There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given ; There rays divine...
Página 41 - Tis found above — in heaven. There is a soft, a downy bed, 'Tis fair as breath of even ; A couch for weary mortals spread, Where they may rest the aching head, And find repose...
Página 28 - God is a Spirit, infinite, eternal, and unchangeable, in his being, wisdom, power, holiness, justice, goodness, and truth.
Página 17 - I stand at the door and knock : if any man hear my voice, and opeu the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me ;
Página 20 - ... been washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb.
Página 106 - Ah ! sad is thy state, And dark is thy path ; Yet it is not too late To flee from God's wrath. Though by thy own story, Thou ow'st not the world, For forgetting His glory, His fury is hurl'd. Make haste to the Cross, Tis better than gold ; Who fails it his loss Can never be told.
Página 105 - MERCHANT. I. SURROUNDED with fears, In darkness I seem; Fast falling, my tears Out-gush like a stream. My conscience is stinging, And will not be still ; For to self I am clinging, With all my self-will. What, then, must I do ? I cannot...
Página 38 - Father, which hath sent me, draw him. Him that cometh unto me I will in no wise cast out.