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Strana 169 - there is more joy in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, than over ninety and nine just persons that need no repentance.
Strana 110 - The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made, For those who follow thee. 3 There if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God. 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary lays, Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Strana 2 - Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! it answers — Yes.
Strana 179 - Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast.
Strana 112 - Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.
Strana 10 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone, That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Strana 10 - Though mangled, hacked, and hewed, not yet destroyed : The little ones, unbuttoned, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot ; As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw ; To pitch the ball into the grounded hat, Or drive it devious with a dexterous pat ; The pleasing spectacle at once excites Such recollection of our own delights, That, viewing it, we seem almost to obtain Our innocent sweet simple years again.
Strana 101 - Hatred and vengeance — my eternal portion, Scarce can endure delay of execution — Wait with impatient readiness to seize my Soul in a moment. Damned below Judas, more abhorred than he was, Who for a few pence sold his holy Master ! Twice betrayed, Jesus me, the last delinquent, Deems the profanest.
Strana 189 - No creature could be more grateful than my patient after his recovery, — a sentiment which he most significantly expressed by licking my hand, first the back of it, then the palm, then every finger separately ; then between all the fingers, as if anxious to leave no part of it unsaluted, — a ceremony which he never performed but once again upon a similar occasion.
Strana 135 - ... within doors or sing some hymns of Martin's collection, and by the help of Mrs. Unwin's harpsichord make up a tolerable concert in which our hearts, I hope, are the best and most musical performers. After tea we sally forth to walk in good earnest. Mrs. Unwin is a good walker, and we have generally travelled about four miles before we see home again.