Dr. Miller's Year Book: A Year's Daily Readings

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Crowell, 1895 - 366 sider
 

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Side 351 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, ' Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, ' Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Side 259 - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before. Then must I knock, or call when just in sight? They will not keep you standing at that door. Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?...
Side 277 - Lo, it is I, be not afraid! In many climes, without avail, Thou hast spent thy life for the Holy Grail; Behold, it is here, — this cup which thou Didst fill at the streamlet for me but now; This crust is my body broken for thee, This water His blood that died on the tree; The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need...
Side 243 - The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need; Not what we give, but what we share, ! For the gift without the giver is bare; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
Side 171 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night...
Side 162 - There are in this loud stunning tide Of human care and crime, ;'-. With whom the melodies abide Of th' everlasting chime ; Who carry music in their heart Through dusky lane and wrangling mart, Plying their daily task with busier feet, Because their secret souls a holy strain repeat.
Side 46 - It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.
Side 127 - THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be ! Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me.
Side 28 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home! Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me. I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path, but now Lead Thou me on!
Side 217 - 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 nought but calm is found.

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