A cup of blessing for every day in the year, consolatory texts selected from Scripture and other sources by C.B.

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Página 220 - And he saith unto me, Write, Blessed are they which are called unto the marriage supper of the Lamb.
Página 122 - I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless; ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
Página 12 - And let us not be weary in well-doing ; for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.
Página 172 - Come, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see ; My company before is gone, And I am left alone with Thee ; With Thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day.
Página 14 - MY TIMES ARE IN THY HAND." PSALMS xxxi, 15. FATHER, I know that all my life Is portioned out for me, And the changes that are sure to come, I do not fear to see ; But I ask Thee for a present mind Intent on pleasing Thee.
Página 166 - Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail : Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend...
Página 126 - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro ; Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know : I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
Página 164 - LORD, how happy should we be ^-^ If we could cast our care- on Thee, If we from self could rest ; And feel at heart that One above In perfect wisdom, perfect love, Is working for the best.
Página 194 - Lord ! I my vows to Thee renew : Scatter my sins as morning dew ; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill. 5. Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say, That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite.
Página 78 - Bread of heaven, on thee we feed, For thy flesh is meat indeed: Ever let our souls be fed With this true and living bread. 2 Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice: Lord, thy wounds our healing give; To thy cross we look and live. 3 Day by day with strength supplied, Through the life of him who died; Lord of life, O let us be Rooted, grafted, built on thee!

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