Sleep in Jesus, and Blessing in Sorrow

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Hatchards, 1877 - 198 páginas
 

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Página 41 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown : No traveller ever reached that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briars in his road.
Página 196 - O ALMIGHTY GOD, who hast knit together thine elect in one communion and fellowship, in the mystical body of thy Son CHRIST our Lord ; grant us grace so to follow thy blessed saints in all virtuous and godly living, that we may come to those unspeakable joys, which thou hast prepared for those who unfeignedly love thee, through JESUS CHRIST
Página 1 - I see them walking in an air of glory, "Whose light doth trample on my days — My days, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimmering and decays.
Página 2 - She'll shine through all the sphere. O Father of eternal life, and all Created glories under Thee, Resume thy spirit from this world of thrall Into true liberty. Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill My perspective still as they pass ; Or else remove me hence unto that hill, Where I shall need no glass.
Página 2 - He that hath found some fledged bird's nest may know At first sight if the bird be flown ; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown. And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep.
Página 52 - City itself in view, and they thought they heard all the bells therein to ring, to welcome them thereto ; but, above all, the warm and joyful thoughts that they had about their own dwelling there with such company, and that for ever and ever : — Oh ! by what tongue or pen can their glorious joy be expressed ! Thus they came up to the Gate.
Página 136 - The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving, delicate, and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul, Than when she liv'd indeed...
Página 138 - PEACE, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin? The blood of Jesus whispers peace within. Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed ? To do the will of Jesus, this is rest. Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round ? On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found.
Página 93 - Just such is the Christian ; his course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way : But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, And gives a sure hope, at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
Página 126 - A VOICE FROM HEAVEN. I SHINE in the light of God, His likeness stamps my brow, Through the shadows of death my feet have trod, And I reign in glory now ! No breaking heart is here, No keen and thrilling pain, No wasted cheek, where the frequent tear Hath rolled and left its stain.

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