A Child's Book of Religion: For Sunday Schools and HomesWalker, Fuller, 1866 - 317 sider |
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Side iv
... wishes to give to the general exercise . The special forms of service for the festival - days indicate the order which the writer has found most con- venient in the administration of his own school . A few hymns and tunes , as many as ...
... wishes to give to the general exercise . The special forms of service for the festival - days indicate the order which the writer has found most con- venient in the administration of his own school . A few hymns and tunes , as many as ...
Side x
... WISHES • • THE DARLING LITTLE GIRL THE LESSON OF THE FLOWERS THE BEGGAR KINDNESS TO ANIMALS " NOT TO MYSELF ALONE " 126 • 127 • · 128 • • 129 130 131 132 • • 134 • 136 · 137 · · 138 • 140 • · 141 EVERY LITTLE HELPS • 143 LITTLE DEEDS ...
... WISHES • • THE DARLING LITTLE GIRL THE LESSON OF THE FLOWERS THE BEGGAR KINDNESS TO ANIMALS " NOT TO MYSELF ALONE " 126 • 127 • · 128 • • 129 130 131 132 • • 134 • 136 · 137 · · 138 • 140 • · 141 EVERY LITTLE HELPS • 143 LITTLE DEEDS ...
Side 65
... Wish what the Holy One wishes , as not from fear , but affection : Fear is the virtue of slaves ; but the heart that loveth is willing . Perfect was before God , and perfect is love , and love only . Lovest thou God as thou oughtest ...
... Wish what the Holy One wishes , as not from fear , but affection : Fear is the virtue of slaves ; but the heart that loveth is willing . Perfect was before God , and perfect is love , and love only . Lovest thou God as thou oughtest ...
Side 73
... wish to pass , I would have my leaves of the clearest glass . " The little tree sleeps again at dark , And wakes with the early light . And now its glass leaves you may mark : There was a sight ! The little tree says , " Now I'm right ...
... wish to pass , I would have my leaves of the clearest glass . " The little tree sleeps again at dark , And wakes with the early light . And now its glass leaves you may mark : There was a sight ! The little tree says , " Now I'm right ...
Side 87
... wish not what I have at will ; I wander not to seek for more ; I like the plain , I climb no hill ; In greatest storm I sit on shore , And laugh at those that toil in vain To get what must be lost again . This is my choice ; for why ? I ...
... wish not what I have at will ; I wander not to seek for more ; I like the plain , I climb no hill ; In greatest storm I sit on shore , And laugh at those that toil in vain To get what must be lost again . This is my choice ; for why ? I ...
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Alfred Tennyson altar curtains angels beautiful birds Bless the Lord breast breath bright bright victory child clouds creatures darkness divine doth dwell earth earthly evil eyes fall Father fear flowers Gabriel's wings gentle give thanks unto glad glory God's golden hand happy hath hear heart heaven Heavenly land Henry Vaughan holy HYMN J. G. Holland Jesus king leaves leaves of glass Let it pass life's light little tree live look Mary Howitt mercy endureth forever mighty morning mother mountains never night o'er pain peace poor praise praise of Love pray prayer punishment Reprobus rest reward roar seek shine shining band sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars sunshine sweet teach tender thine things thou art thou hast thought thy diseases thy love to-day trust truth turn voice wait walk weary wind wings wisdom word worship
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Side 120 - Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink ; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment...
Side 253 - Ring out the feud of rich and poor ; Ring in redress to all mankind. Ring out a slowly-dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife ; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Side 122 - For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
Side 159 - ADHEM (may his tribe increase !) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, " What writest thou ?" The Vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord.
Side 40 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Side 123 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Side 41 - There let the shepherd's flute, the virgin's lay, The prompting seraph, and the poet's lyre, Still sing the God of Seasons, as they roll ! — For me, when I forget the darling theme, Whether the blossom blows, the Summer ray Russets the plain, inspiring Autumn gleams, Or Winter rises in the blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat...
Side 50 - God the life and light of all this wondrous world we see its glow by day its smile by night are but reflections caught from thee •where'er we turn thy glories shine and all things fair and bright are thine when day with farewell beam delays among the opening clouds of even and we can almost think we gaze through golden vistas into heaven...
Side 40 - While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn. Bleat out afresh, ye hills : ye mossy rocks, Retain the sound : the broad responsive low, Ye valleys, raise ; for the Great Shepherd reigns ; And his unsuffering kingdom yet will come. Ye woodlands all, awake : a boundless song Burst from the groves ! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night his praise.
Side 25 - The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul : the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple. The statutes of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart : the commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes.