Fireside Readings: A Collection of Essays, Poems and Sentences, by Various Authors. Devoted to the Cultivation of the True, the Beautiful, and the Good, Around the Hearthstones of Our Happy Western HomesMennonite Publishing Company, 1881 - 111 Seiten |
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... feel assured that a book has been pro- duced that will be a welcome guest not only in the home of the ordinary reader , but in that of the more advanced scholar . THE COMPILER . INDEX TO AUTHORS . Antoninus , M. Aurelius , Bryant iv.
... feel assured that a book has been pro- duced that will be a welcome guest not only in the home of the ordinary reader , but in that of the more advanced scholar . THE COMPILER . INDEX TO AUTHORS . Antoninus , M. Aurelius , Bryant iv.
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... feel in a particular way , the way in which he , if visible with us , would have us feel ; and we do him honor when we " walk in his statutes , " and live according to his word . Reasons for this Devotion . - Why should we set be- fore ...
... feel in a particular way , the way in which he , if visible with us , would have us feel ; and we do him honor when we " walk in his statutes , " and live according to his word . Reasons for this Devotion . - Why should we set be- fore ...
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... feel best satisfied . There is no such thing as losing our time : it is God's time . The best evidence of apostolic succession is apostolic success . A new kind of trial is the golden key to a new treasure of promises . It is not enough ...
... feel best satisfied . There is no such thing as losing our time : it is God's time . The best evidence of apostolic succession is apostolic success . A new kind of trial is the golden key to a new treasure of promises . It is not enough ...
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... feel himself drawn towards the heav- enly home ? Who , in view of such glories , entertains no longing to enter there ? " Thrice happy world , where gilded toys No more disturb our thoughts , no more pollute our joys ; There light and ...
... feel himself drawn towards the heav- enly home ? Who , in view of such glories , entertains no longing to enter there ? " Thrice happy world , where gilded toys No more disturb our thoughts , no more pollute our joys ; There light and ...
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... feel that he was blest ? Great riches never yet brought so sweet and pure a joy to their owner , as that which comes to a man who feels that he is loved and trusted by his fellows . Character secures a respect which wealth is too poor ...
... feel that he was blest ? Great riches never yet brought so sweet and pure a joy to their owner , as that which comes to a man who feels that he is loved and trusted by his fellows . Character secures a respect which wealth is too poor ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
acts angels apostolic success asked beauty better country Bible blessed called character CHARLES CHARLES CULLIS CHARLES F chief end Christian Church conscience Croesus culture death divine duty earth earthly Elkhart enjoyment esteem eternal evil faith father forever give glory God's gold grace habits happiness hath heart heaven heavenly Herbert Spencer highest holy honor human ical immortal influence Jesus Christ knowledge lifted light Limbus living look Lord manhood mankind ments mind moral Natural law nature ness never pass peace Plato possession praise prayer preaching present PUEBLA religion religious rest riches righteousness Sabbath Scriptures seek selfishness Septuagint shine sing soul speak spirit stars sweet teach thee things thou thought THWING tion toil true truth UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN University of Wooster unto wealth weary wisdom word worship Yemen youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 105 - Henceforth there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, will award to me on that Day, and not only to me but also to all who have loved his appearing.
Seite 55 - Or vice ; who never understood How deepest wounds are given by praise ; Nor rules of state, but rules of good : Who hath his life from rumours freed; Whose conscience is his strong retreat ; Whose state can neither flatterers feed, Nor ruin make...
Seite 55 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise...
Seite 106 - Yet if, as holiest men have deem'd, there be A land of souls beyond that sable shore, To shame the doctrine of the Sadducee And sophists, madly vain of dubious lore ; How sweet it were in concert to adore With those who made our mortal labours light ! To hear each voice we fear'd to hear no more ! Behold each mighty shade reveal'd to sight, The Bactrian, Samian sage, and all who taught the right ! IX.
Seite 55 - Whose state can neither flatterers feed, Nor ruin make oppressors great ; Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless day With a well-chosen book or friend ; This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Seite 89 - Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and eve, and early morn, The sea's faint murmur. In the open air Our myrtles...
Seite 76 - Trample not on any ; there may be some work of grace there that thou knowest not of. The name of GOD may be written upon that soul thou treadest on ; it may be a soul that Christ thought so much of, as to give His precious blood for it ; therefore despise it not.
Seite 81 - In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun; which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race.
Seite 52 - Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not ? for riches certainly make themselves wings ; they fly away as an eagle toward heaven.
Seite 90 - Ah ! quiet dell ! dear Cot, and mount sublime ! I was constrained to quit you. Was it right, While my unnumbered brethren toiled and bled, That I should dream away the entrusted hours On rose-leaf beds, pampering the coward heart / With feelings all too delicate for use...