The Children's Magazine and Missionary Repository, Volumen19Simpkin, Marshall, & Company, 1856 |
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... for life , and bitter was the parting between him and his wife . The next Sunday , the dead body of poor John was borne to the grave and buried under an old yew tree in the little graveyard of N—— , and his 25 THE SMUGGLER'S BOY .
... for life , and bitter was the parting between him and his wife . The next Sunday , the dead body of poor John was borne to the grave and buried under an old yew tree in the little graveyard of N—— , and his 25 THE SMUGGLER'S BOY .
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... body , and , after that , have no more that they can do . ' Nerve and bone of that poor man's body vibrated to those words , as if touched by the finger of God ; and he felt the strength of a thousand souls in one . As he passed along ...
... body , and , after that , have no more that they can do . ' Nerve and bone of that poor man's body vibrated to those words , as if touched by the finger of God ; and he felt the strength of a thousand souls in one . As he passed along ...
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... body would save your precious soul , I'd give ' em freely , as the Lord gave his for me . O Mas'r ! don't bring this great sin on your soul ! It will hurt you more than ' twill me ! Do the worst you can , my troubles ' ll be over soon ...
... body would save your precious soul , I'd give ' em freely , as the Lord gave his for me . O Mas'r ! don't bring this great sin on your soul ! It will hurt you more than ' twill me ! Do the worst you can , my troubles ' ll be over soon ...
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... of the old man , the tears which ran down his withered cheeks , and the strange feelings which , after a month's solitary confinement , made my whole body tremble , and seemed ready to kill 65 THE FRENCH BOY PRISONER .
... of the old man , the tears which ran down his withered cheeks , and the strange feelings which , after a month's solitary confinement , made my whole body tremble , and seemed ready to kill 65 THE FRENCH BOY PRISONER .
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my whole body tremble , and seemed ready to kill me with the intensity of life and happiness . I remember , also , the words of my father , leaning on the crutch which supported his limb shattered by a shell , when standing in the ...
my whole body tremble , and seemed ready to kill me with the intensity of life and happiness . I remember , also , the words of my father , leaning on the crutch which supported his limb shattered by a shell , when standing in the ...
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Página 287 - And Abraham rose up early in the morning, and saddled his ass, and took two of his young men with him, and Isaac his son, and clave the wood for the burnt offering, and rose up, and went unto the place of which God had told him.
Página 52 - His hair is crisp and black and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow : You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school, Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge,...
Página 116 - And I heard as it were the voice of a great multitude, and as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of mighty thunderings, saying. Alleluia: for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
Página 52 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Página 280 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's every grace, except the heart!
Página 319 - And they brought young children to him, that he should touch them : and his disciples rebuked those that brought them. But when Jesus saw it, he was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not : for of such is the kingdom of God. Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein. And he took them up in his arms, put his hands upon them, and blessed them.
Página 291 - And the Angel of the Lord called unto him out of heaven, and said, Abraham, Abraham. And he said, Here am I.
Página 212 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try, Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry,
Página 86 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold...
Página 282 - In that hour Jesus rejoiced in spirit, and said, I thank thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, that thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent, and hast revealed them unto babes: even so. Father; for so it seemed good in thy sight.