My first grief; or, Recollections of a beloved sister, by a provincial surgeon [C. Beckett].1852 |
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Página 48 - When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to all believers.
Página 55 - A thousand ages in thy sight are like an evening gone, short as the watch that ends the night before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, bears all its sons away; they fly forgotten, as a dream dies at the opening day.
Página 54 - HARK, the glad sound ! The Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
Página 124 - There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven ; When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is drear but heaven. 4 There faith lifts up her cheerful eye, To brighter prospects given ; And views the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene in heaven.
Página 119 - Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society. How strange that all The terrors, pains, and early miseries, Regrets, vexations, lassitudes interfused Within my mind, should e'er have borne a part, And that a needful part, in making up The calm existence that is mine when I Am worthy of myself!
Página 114 - Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Página 46 - Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost : Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.
Página 66 - As if awakened, summoned, roused, constrained I looked for universal things ; perused The common countenance of earth and sky : Earth, nowhere unembellished by some trace Of that first Paradise whence man was driven ; And sky, whose beauty and bounty are expressed By the proud name she bears — the name oi Heaven.
Página 53 - Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more.