A Basket of Fragments

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Headley Brothers, 1899 - 316 strani

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Stran 191 - For the Lord shall comfort Zion: he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the Lord; joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.
Stran 277 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Stran 228 - Thou art where friend meets friend, Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest — Thou art where foe meets foe, and trumpets rend The skies, and swords beat down the princely crest. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
Stran 224 - The voice at midnight came, He started up to hear ; A mortal arrow pierced his frame — He fell, but felt no fear.
Stran 66 - Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief — Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she.
Stran 188 - For thus saith the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel ; " In returning and rest shall ye be saved ; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength :
Stran 211 - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease ; And through the storm, and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace.
Stran 53 - And he touched her hand, and the fever left her: and she arose, and ministered unto them. 16. When the even was come, they brought unto him many that were possessed with devils: and he cast out the spirits with his word, and healed all that were sick: 17. That it might be fulfilled which was spoken by Esaias the prophet, saying, Himself took our infirmities, and bare our sicknesses.
Stran 116 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there. That was the grandest funeral That ever passed on earth; But no man heard the trampling, Or saw the train go forth — Noiselessly as the daylight Comes back when night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun.
Stran 89 - And God's praise is spoken of as the end of the virtue of God's people, in like manner as his glory. Phil. i. 11. " Being filled with the fruits of righteousness, which are by Jesus Christ to the praise and glory of God.

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