The Ladies' Pulpit Offering

L. Alexander Duncan & Company, 1856 - 335 páginas

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Página 243 - In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Página 222 - Walk about Zion, and go round about her: tell the towers thereof. Mark ye well her bulwarks, consider her palaces; that ye may tell it to the generation following, For this God is our God for ever and ever: he will be our guide even unto death.
Página 224 - For the Lord shall comfort Zion: he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the Lord; joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.
Página 303 - Uohn4:21. 1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, When those who love the Lord In one another's peace delight, And so fulfil his word ! 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part ! When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart...
Página 223 - Turn us again, O God of hosts, and cause thy face to shine ; and we shall be saved.
Página 299 - God hath chosen the foolish things of the world, to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world, to confound the things which are mighty...
Página 16 - Thou feedest them with the bread of tears : and givest them tears to drink in great measure.
Página 317 - Do all things without murmurings and disputings: that ye may be blameless and harmless, the sons of God, without rebuke, in the midst of a crooked and perverse nation, among whom ye shine as lights in the world; holding forth the word of life...
Página 27 - What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judged us, prostrate fall Before him reverent, and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tears Watering the ground, and with our sighs the air Frequenting, sent from hearts contrite, in sign Of sorrow unfeign'd and humiliation meek?
Página 121 - Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may, When I've no guilt to wash away; No tear to wipe; no good to crave; No fears to quell; no soul to save.

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