My Mother's Bible: A Memorial Volume of Addresses for the Home

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Lee and Shepard, 1891 - 229 Seiten
 

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Seite 120 - Yet was there one thro" whom I loved her, one Not learned, save in gracious household ways. Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants, !No Angel, but a dearer being, all dipt In Angel instincts, breathing Paradise, Interpreter between the Gods and men, Who...
Seite 68 - LAUNCH thy bark, mariner ! Christian, God speed thee ! Let loose the rudder-bands — Good angels lead thee ! Set thy sails warily, Tempests will come ; Steer thy course steadily; Christian, steer home ! Look to the weather-bow, Breakers are round thee; Let fall the plummet now, Shallows may ground thee. Reef in the foresail, there ! Hold the helm fast ! So — let the vessel wear — There swept the blast. " What of the night, watchman ? What of the night?" " Cloudy — all quiet. — No land yet...
Seite 39 - Ah! well do I remember those Whose names these records bear; Who round the hearthstone used to close, After the evening prayer, And speak of what these pages said In tones my heart would thrill ! Though they are with the silent dead, Here are they living still 1 3.
Seite 99 - Let not thine heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths. For she hath cast down many wounded : yea, many strong men have been slain by her. Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death.
Seite 166 - I charge thee therefore, before God, and the Lord Jesus Christ, who shall judge the quick and the dead at his appearing, and his kingdom ; preach the word, be instant in season, out of season, reprove, rebuke, exhort with all long-suffering and doctrine.
Seite 229 - I pray you, what is the nest to me, My empty nest ? And what is the shore where I stood to see My boat sail down to the west ? Can...
Seite 92 - Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.
Seite 120 - Happy he With such a mother ! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him, and though he trip and fall He shall not blind his soul with clay.
Seite 131 - All fame is foreign, but of true desert ; Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart : One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers, and of loud huzzas ; And more true joy Marcellus exiled feels, Than Caesar with a senate at his heels. In parts superior what advantage lies ? Tell (for you can) what is it to be wise ? 'Tis but to know how little can be known ; To see all others...
Seite 24 - A seed not lost ; — for which, in darker years, O book of Heaven ! I pour, with grateful tears, Heart blessings on the holy dead and thee ! III.— REPOSE OF A HOLY FAMILY.

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