The Works of Henry Ware, Jr: Miscellaneous writings

J. Munroe, 1846

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Página 95 - For unto us was the Gospel preached, as well as unto them : but the word preached did not profit them, not being mixed with faith in them that heard it.
Página 220 - Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die. 2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy : The being he gave us, death cannot destroy. Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow, If tears were our birth-right and death were our end ; But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, And bade us immortal, to heaven ascend. Lift then your voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.
Página 30 - First seek the Kingdom of God and the righteousness thereof, and all these things (meaning temporal) shall be given you; these words were not spoken to the bishops only, but to all; and the writ, Mr.
Página 303 - The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
Página 3 - For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
Página 202 - Kneel down at the couch of departing faith, And hear the last words the believer saith. He has bidden adieu to his earthly friends ; There is peace in his eye that...
Página 207 - I joy to see thee on thy glowing path Walk, like some stout and girded giant — stern, Unwearied, resolute, — whose toiling foot Disdains to loiter on its destined way. The other tribes forsake their midnight track, And rest their weary orbs beneath the wave...
Página 220 - Christ. 1 LIFT your glad voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man cannot die : Vain were the terrors that gathered around him, And short the dominion of death and the grave; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him Kesplendent in glory, to live and to save : Loud was the chorus of angels on high, — The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die.
Página 201 - Oh, then, on the breath of this early air, Send upward the incense of grateful prayer. To prayer ! — for the glorious sun is gone, And the gathering darkness of night comes on. Like a curtain from GOD'S kind hand it flows, To shade the couch where His children repose.
Página 202 - There are smiles and tears in that gathering band, Where the heart is pledged with the trembling hand. What trying thoughts in her bosom swell, As the bride bids parents and home farewell ! Kneel down by the side of the tearful fair, And strengthen the perilous hour with prayer.

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