Ceremonies in Memory of the Pioneer Missionary Rev. Hiram Bingham: Held at Oahu College Punahou, Honolulu, April 19, 1905

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Hawaiian Gazette Company, 1905 - 22 páginas

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Página 8 - HEAD of the church triumphant, We joyfully adore thee ; Till thou appear, thy members here, Shall sing like those in glory. We lift our hearts and voices In blest anticipation, And cry aloud — and give to God The praise of our salvation.
Página 20 - BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;— Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep!
Página 10 - Children's children are the crown of old men; and the glory of children are their fathers.
Página 8 - The praise of our salvation. 2 While in affliction's furnace, And passing through the fire, Thy love we praise, that knows our days, And ever brings us nigher. We lift our hands, exulting In thine almighty favor ; The love divine, that made us thine, Shall keep us thine forever.
Página 20 - IT is not expedient for me doubtless to glory. I will come to visions and revelations of the Lord. I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, ( whether in the body, I cannot tell ; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell : God knoweth ; ) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
Página 21 - Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep; Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep! Mother, dear mother! the years have been long Since I last hushed to your lullaby song; Sing, then, and unto my soul it shall seem Womanhood's years have been but a dream; Clasped to your arms in a loving embrace, With your long lashes just sweeping my face, Never hereafter to wake or to weep; Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep!
Página 14 - ... the God of the Jews. The Sermon on the Mount, we have been told in effect, was merely a string of amiable metaphors. The real Jesus Whom we are to treat as our Master was the one Who used the scourge of small cords in the Temple, not the one who bade us turn the other cheek. When He said, " Greater love hath no man than this, that he give his life for his friend," what He meant was that we are to kill our enemies.
Página 11 - who through faith subdued kingdoms, wrought righteousness, obtained promises, stopped the mouths of lions, quenched the violence of fire, escaped the edge of the sword, out of weakness were made strong, waxed valiant in fight, turned to flight the armies of the aliens. Women received their dead raised to...
Página 14 - But it is not enough," he exclaims in a passage relating to this illusionary period, " it is not enough to believe in God, one must believe in man . . . in humanity and its future.
Página 11 - ... English poet, whose works have been admired for their genius, and severely criticised for their lack of moral sentiment. They show a strange obscurity in style, combined with a remarkable variety of unusual measures. Born in 1837. Tappan, William Bingham.— Especially distinguished as a hymn writer. " There is an Hour of Peaceful Rest," and " 'Tis Midnight and on Olive's Brow," are among his favorite pieces.

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