Reminiscences of Thought and Feeling

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W. Pickering, 1852 - 290 pages
 

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Page 63 - O, wad some Power the giftie gie us to see oursels as others see us!
Page 104 - We then as workers together with him, beseech you also that ye receive not the grace of God in vain ; (for he saith ; I have heard thee in a time accepted, and in the day of salvation...
Page 81 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Page 95 - ... and thine ears shall hear a word behind thee, saying, " This is the way, walk ye in it," when ye turn to the right hand, and when ye turn to the left.
Page 103 - Be surety for thy servant for good: Let not the proud oppress me.
Page 207 - Therefore, behold, I will hedge up thy way with thorns, and make a wall, that she shall not find her paths. And she shall follow after her lovers, but she shall not overtake them; and she shall seek them, but shall not find them: then shall she say, I will go and return to my first husband ; for then was it better with me than now.
Page 128 - And when the children of Israel saw it, they said one to another, It is manna: for they wist not what it was. And Moses said unto them, This is the bread which the LORD hath given you to eat.
Page 126 - Nevertheless I am continually with thee : thou hast holden me by my right hand. 24 Thou shalt guide me with thy counsel, and afterward receive me to glory.
Page 134 - Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities : for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.
Page 285 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.

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