Songs in the House of My PilgrimageR. Carter & brothers, 1852 - 315 páginas A verse from the Bible and poem for each day of the year, "designed to comfort and sustain the Christian pilgrim." |
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... voice of pardon bids sorrow to cease ; When the welcome of mercy falls soft on the ear , " Come hither , ye laden ; ye weary , draw near . " There's a rest for the soul that on Jesus relies HOUSE OF MY PILGRIMAGE . 51.
... voice of pardon bids sorrow to cease ; When the welcome of mercy falls soft on the ear , " Come hither , ye laden ; ye weary , draw near . " There's a rest for the soul that on Jesus relies HOUSE OF MY PILGRIMAGE . 51.
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... voice Pronounce the word , " Depart . " Oh , tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands ; Show me some promise in thy book Where my salvation stands . MARCH 16 . He that spared not his own Son , but delivered Him up for us ...
... voice Pronounce the word , " Depart . " Oh , tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands ; Show me some promise in thy book Where my salvation stands . MARCH 16 . He that spared not his own Son , but delivered Him up for us ...
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... voice from heaven saying unto me , write , Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth . - REV . xiv . 13 . Он , think that while you are weeping here , His hand an angel's harp is stringing , And with a voice serene and ...
... voice from heaven saying unto me , write , Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth . - REV . xiv . 13 . Он , think that while you are weeping here , His hand an angel's harp is stringing , And with a voice serene and ...
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... laden , and I will give you rest . - MATT . xi . 28 . How sweet to the soul are the breathings of peace , When the still voice of pardon bids sorrow to cease ; When the welcome of mercy falls soft on the ear HOUSE OF MY PILGRIMAGE . 79.
... laden , and I will give you rest . - MATT . xi . 28 . How sweet to the soul are the breathings of peace , When the still voice of pardon bids sorrow to cease ; When the welcome of mercy falls soft on the ear HOUSE OF MY PILGRIMAGE . 79.
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APRIL 2 . He will be very gracious unto thee , at the voice of thy cry ; when he shall hear it , he will answer thee.- ISAIAH XXX . 19 . He knelt - he Saviour knelt and prayed , When but his Father's eye , Looked through the lonely ...
APRIL 2 . He will be very gracious unto thee , at the voice of thy cry ; when he shall hear it , he will answer thee.- ISAIAH XXX . 19 . He knelt - he Saviour knelt and prayed , When but his Father's eye , Looked through the lonely ...
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Songs in the House of My Pilgrimage (1852) A Lady,Cornelia Williams Martin Pré-visualização indisponível - 2009 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
afflicted angels APRIL art thou AUGUST bear Behold bless blest bliss breast breath bright Canaan cheer Christ Christian clouds COVENANTERS COWPER crown cxix dark death DECEMBER Declension divine dwell earth earthly eternal everlasting faint faith Father fear FEBRUARY feel forever gilt glorious glory grief happy hath hear heaven heavenly holy hope hour Illustrated ISAIAH JANUARY Jesus JOHN xiv JULY JUNE life's light live Lord MARCH mercy mercy falls morocco mourn night NOVEMBER o'er OCTOBER pain path peace PETER ii pilgrim Pilgrim's Progress pity praise pray prayer promise PSALM Redeemer rejoice rest righteous ROBERT CARTER saints Saviour Scotland seek SEPTEMBER shine sigh skies smile song sorrow soul spirit sweet tears tempest thee There's a home thine thou art thou hast Thou shalt thoughts throne thy grace thy hand unto voice vols weary weep wings Он
Passagens conhecidas
Página 174 - One adequate support For the calamities of mortal life Exists — one only; an assured belief That the procession of our fate, howe'er Sad or disturbed, is ordered by a Being Of infinite benevolence and power; Whose everlasting purposes embrace All accidents, converting them to good.
Página 259 - Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My throne shalt be ; Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?
Página 77 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
Página 282 - We give thanks to God always for you all, making mention of you in our prayers; remembering without ceasing your work of faith, and labour of love, and patience of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ, in the sight of God and our Father ; knowing, brethren beloved, your election of God.
Página 224 - To me remains nor place nor time, My country is in every clime; I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there.
Página 177 - SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the Cross I spend ; Life and health and peace possessing From the sinner's dying friend. 2 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing Mercy's streams, in streams of blood ; Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God...
Página 35 - There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night ; And Grief may bide, an evening guest, But Joy shall come with early light.
Página 87 - If thou art worn and hard beset With sorrows, that thou wouldst forget, If thou wouldst read a lesson, that will keep Thy heart from fainting and thy soul from sleep, Go to the woods and hills! — No tears Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.
Página 41 - While place we seek, or place we shun, The soul finds happiness in none ; But with a God to guide our way, 'Tis equal joy to go or stay. Could I be cast where thou art not, That were indeed a dreadful lot ; But regions none remote I call, Secure of finding God in all...
Página 192 - The sun is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The soul, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE!