'Who giveth songs in the night:' words of comfort for the sorrowing children of God. By the author of 'Christian manliness'.Religious Tract Society, 1867 - 170 páginas |
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... thou givest songs in the night . The night is a sad and doleful season . As it is in bodily pains and aches , that they are worse towards night , so it is in the cares and griefs of the mind . They assault us most when they are helped ...
... thou givest songs in the night . The night is a sad and doleful season . As it is in bodily pains and aches , that they are worse towards night , so it is in the cares and griefs of the mind . They assault us most when they are helped ...
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... thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent , and hast revealed them to babes : even so , Father , for so it seemed good in thy sight . " And never surely was nobler song sung by mortal lip , or transcribed by mortal pen , than ...
... thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent , and hast revealed them to babes : even so , Father , for so it seemed good in thy sight . " And never surely was nobler song sung by mortal lip , or transcribed by mortal pen , than ...
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... conversion ? Must he not ex- pect that God will hide his face from him ; can he ever pray " Lord , lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon me ? " His soul dwells in dark- " ' ness . SAUL OF TARSUS . 15 His 14 THE NIGHT OF PENITENCE .
... conversion ? Must he not ex- pect that God will hide his face from him ; can he ever pray " Lord , lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon me ? " His soul dwells in dark- " ' ness . SAUL OF TARSUS . 15 His 14 THE NIGHT OF PENITENCE .
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... this purpose spake I much unto Thee : O Lord , how long ! how long ! Lord , wilt thou be angry for ever ? Remember not our former iniquities , ' for I felt CONVERSION OF AUGUSTINE . 19 that I was held by 18 THE NIGHT OF PENITENCE .
... this purpose spake I much unto Thee : O Lord , how long ! how long ! Lord , wilt thou be angry for ever ? Remember not our former iniquities , ' for I felt CONVERSION OF AUGUSTINE . 19 that I was held by 18 THE NIGHT OF PENITENCE .
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... thou hast loosened my bonds . " " Let my heart and my tongue praise thee . O Lord , who is like unto thee . Who am I , and what am I ? What evil have not been my deeds ; or if not my deeds , my words ; or if not my words , my will ? But ...
... thou hast loosened my bonds . " " Let my heart and my tongue praise thee . O Lord , who is like unto thee . Who am I , and what am I ? What evil have not been my deeds ; or if not my deeds , my words ; or if not my words , my will ? But ...
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Página 117 - No poet wept him ; but the page Of narrative sincere, That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear: And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream, Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme A more enduring date: But misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case. No voice divine the storm allayed, No light propitious shone, When, snatched from all effectual aid, We perished, each alone: But I beneath...
Página 60 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Página 105 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Página 49 - Who can understand his errors ? cleanse thou me from secret faults. Keep back thy servant also from presumptuous sins ; let them not have dominion over me : then shall I be upright, and I shall be innocent from the great transgression.
Página 146 - So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.
Página 62 - One song employs all nations; and all cry, * Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !* The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain-tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Página 131 - For God hath not appointed us to wrath, but to obtain salvation by our Lord Jesus Christ, who died for us, that, whether we wake or sleep, we should live together with him.
Página 164 - Now I saw in my dream that these two men went in at the gate; and lo! as they entered, they were transfigured; and they had raiment put on that shone like gold. There...
Página 115 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee.
Página 169 - Not there, not there, my child! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy! Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair, — Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom ; Far beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb — It is there, it is there, my child !