Sketches of My School-matesCarlton & Phillips, Sunday School Union, 200 Mulberry-Street, 1856 - 114 páginas |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 41
Página 3
Helen P. Warner. OF MY SCHOOL - MATES . BY H. P. W. FRIENDS MY SOUL WITH JOY REMEMBERS ! HOW LIKE QUIVERING FLAMES THEY START , WHEN I FAN THE LIVING EMBERS ON THE HEARTH - STONE OF MY HEART . Longfellow . New - York : PUBLISHED BY ...
Helen P. Warner. OF MY SCHOOL - MATES . BY H. P. W. FRIENDS MY SOUL WITH JOY REMEMBERS ! HOW LIKE QUIVERING FLAMES THEY START , WHEN I FAN THE LIVING EMBERS ON THE HEARTH - STONE OF MY HEART . Longfellow . New - York : PUBLISHED BY ...
Página 27
... soul , a something which she lacked , and without which , if she had possessed the riches and friendship of the whole world , she would still have been unhappy . This she knew , and would sometimes look away to the bright and quiet ...
... soul , a something which she lacked , and without which , if she had possessed the riches and friendship of the whole world , she would still have been unhappy . This she knew , and would sometimes look away to the bright and quiet ...
Página 28
... , what are they not doing to bring poor ruined souls to the cross of Jesus ! Well was it for Nancy that she fell in with those who were working and living for heaven ; who were watching 28 SKETCHES OF MY SCHOOL - MATES .
... , what are they not doing to bring poor ruined souls to the cross of Jesus ! Well was it for Nancy that she fell in with those who were working and living for heaven ; who were watching 28 SKETCHES OF MY SCHOOL - MATES .
Página 29
... soul ; just what she needed to reconcile all the seeming inequalities of life , and lead her to feel that her heavenly Father would remem- ber and care for her . She was emphat- ically one of the little ones , little in light , in ...
... soul ; just what she needed to reconcile all the seeming inequalities of life , and lead her to feel that her heavenly Father would remem- ber and care for her . She was emphat- ically one of the little ones , little in light , in ...
Página 32
... soul , with emulative haste , Looks to its God , and plumes its wings for heaven . " The long and weary months of winter wore away , and her physical sufferings became very severe . Spring opened with its balmy air and swelling buds ...
... soul , with emulative haste , Looks to its God , and plumes its wings for heaven . " The long and weary months of winter wore away , and her physical sufferings became very severe . Spring opened with its balmy air and swelling buds ...
Términos y frases comunes
200 Mulberry-street attended beauty became began believe Bible blessed bloom breath called Carlton & Phillips Charlotte child Christ Christian close course cross dark death desire early earth enter faith Father fearful feel fell felt flowers follow forever formed forward friends give given glory grace happy heart heaven hill HISTORY holy hope influences interest Jesus knew labor laid lead leaves length light living look Lord meeting MICHIGAN mind months morning mother Nancy nature never opened passed past peace practical prayer presence Price quiet reading received religion religious rest Saviour seemed side sisters sketch sometimes sorrow soul Spirit spring stand Stories strength struggle studied summer sweet tears thee things thou thought Three tion truth turned visited voice week young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 102 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Página 108 - Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears, There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years — And all that life is love.
Página 40 - HAPPY day that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad.
Página 103 - It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Página 93 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Página 93 - ... the joyous hearth ; Night, for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayer ; But all for thee, thou Mightiest of the earth. The banquet hath its hour, Its feverish hour, of mirth, and song, and wine ; There comes a day for grief's o'erwhelming power, A time for softer tears— but all are thine. Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their prey.
Página 93 - And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death! We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee?
Página 102 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. My Lord has need of these flowerets gay, The Reaper said, and smiled : Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child.
Página 60 - Israel, Fear not : for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name ; thou art mine. When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee ; . and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee : when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned ; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee. For I am the Lord thy God, the Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour...
Página 32 - Henceforth, oh, world, no more of thy desires ! No more of hope ! the wanton vagrant Hope ! I abjure all. — Now other cares engross me, And my tired soul, with emulative haste, Looks to its God, and prunes its wings for Heaven.