The Confessions of J. Lackington: Late Bookseller, at the Temple of the MusesJ. Wilson and D. Hitt, 1808 - 189 páginas |
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... faith in a death bed repent- ance ) that if a person cannot sleep soundly who has been gulty of any horrid crime , he certainly cannot die in peace , but will be tormented by his guilty conscience so that if at that awful period he is ...
... faith in a death bed repent- ance ) that if a person cannot sleep soundly who has been gulty of any horrid crime , he certainly cannot die in peace , but will be tormented by his guilty conscience so that if at that awful period he is ...
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... Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next , O'er death's dark gulph , and all its horrors hides ; Praise , the sweet exhalation of our joy , That joy exhalts and makes it sweeter still ; Pray'r ardent opens heaven , and lets ...
... Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next , O'er death's dark gulph , and all its horrors hides ; Praise , the sweet exhalation of our joy , That joy exhalts and makes it sweeter still ; Pray'r ardent opens heaven , and lets ...
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... faith enabled him ma ny years to bear poverty and affliction with cheer . fulness , as believing that all would work together for his good as he would often tell us . His hope of going to a better world enabled him to expect his ...
... faith enabled him ma ny years to bear poverty and affliction with cheer . fulness , as believing that all would work together for his good as he would often tell us . His hope of going to a better world enabled him to expect his ...
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... faith ; what is absolutely necessary to be known is plainly revealed . Not deeply to discern , or much to knots , Mankind were born to WONDER and adore . The more you read the New - Testament the more you will enter into and partake of ...
... faith ; what is absolutely necessary to be known is plainly revealed . Not deeply to discern , or much to knots , Mankind were born to WONDER and adore . The more you read the New - Testament the more you will enter into and partake of ...
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... faith to confirm him in his creed . I see it now , For who can forget it ? Are there no flames and furies ? You know not then what a guilty heart can feel . How dismalit is ! The two great enemies of soul and body , Sickness and Sin ...
... faith to confirm him in his creed . I see it now , For who can forget it ? Are there no flames and furies ? You know not then what a guilty heart can feel . How dismalit is ! The two great enemies of soul and body , Sickness and Sin ...
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Página 138 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Página 113 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the Divinity that stirs within us — Tis heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Página 141 - For, letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...
Página 82 - Here is firm footing ; here is solid rock ! This can support us ; all is sea besides • Sinks under us ; bestorms, and then devours. His hand the good man fastens on the skies, And bids earth roll, nor feels her idle whirl.
Página 101 - A rise in blessing ! with the patriarch's joy, Thy call I follow to the land unknown : I trust in Thee, and know in whom I trust ; Or life, or death, is equal ; neither weighs : All weight in this — O let me live to Thee ! Though nature's terrors, thus, may be repress'd ; Still frowns grim death ; guilt points the tyrant's spear.
Página 145 - ... and wherever he went, he diffused a portion of his own felicity. Easy and affable in his demeanour, he accommodated himself to every sort of company, and showed how happily the most finished courtesy may be blended with the most perfect piety. In his conversation, we might be at a loss whether to admire most, his fine classical taste, his extensive knowledge of men and things, or his overflowing goodness of heart.
Página 148 - ... heaven ; to him they looked as their father, their benefactor, their guide to glory and immortality ; for him they fell prostrate before God, with prayers and tears to spare his doom, and prolong his stay. Such a recompense as this is sufficient to repay the toils of the longest life.
Página 117 - And in a like way of reflection it may be added, that he who denies the Scripture to have been from God upon account of these difficulties, may, for the very same reason, deny the world to have been formed by him.
Página 75 - How were we struck! yet, soon after, still more. With what an eye of distraction, what a face of despair, he cried out: ' My principles have poisoned my friend! my extravagance has beggared my boy! my unkindness has murdered my wife ! And is there another hell ? Oh ! thou blasphemed, yet indulgent LORD GOD ! hell itself is a refuge, if it hide me from thy frown!
Página 142 - But when the precious coin is kept unclean, The Sovereign's image is no longer seen. If they be foul on whom the people trust, Well may the baser brass contract a rust.