Heaven and home (addresses). |
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الصفحة 16
... Voice , a Life by means of creation , and having no word and no life except in creation . You speak to me of God as self - sufficing : yes , but what is the self that is sufficient ? You say to me that He can rejoice in His works , love ...
... Voice , a Life by means of creation , and having no word and no life except in creation . You speak to me of God as self - sufficing : yes , but what is the self that is sufficient ? You say to me that He can rejoice in His works , love ...
الصفحة 32
... voice . Through the light in the one , through the tones of the other , the love of God , the sense of a Will will- ing to love , is let into the soul . Gently that will is declared as power . And gradually , as the life un- folds , the ...
... voice . Through the light in the one , through the tones of the other , the love of God , the sense of a Will will- ing to love , is let into the soul . Gently that will is declared as power . And gradually , as the life un- folds , the ...
الصفحة 48
... , with ours , may be presented before Thee - each family as a sheaf concerning which the parent may say : ' Be- hold , I and the children Thou hast given me . " III . The Home Life . The voice of rejoicing 48 THE HOME CIRCLE .
... , with ours , may be presented before Thee - each family as a sheaf concerning which the parent may say : ' Be- hold , I and the children Thou hast given me . " III . The Home Life . The voice of rejoicing 48 THE HOME CIRCLE .
الصفحة 49
John Marshall Lang. III . The Home Life . The voice of rejoicing and salvation is in the tabernacles of the righteous . " - " -Ps . cxviii . 15 . N the infancy of civilization a house is little better than a covering - a place into which ...
John Marshall Lang. III . The Home Life . The voice of rejoicing and salvation is in the tabernacles of the righteous . " - " -Ps . cxviii . 15 . N the infancy of civilization a house is little better than a covering - a place into which ...
الصفحة 50
... voice , their look of mingled fierceness and cunning . They live in dirt and squalor . There is little conversation , for they have no culture ; what reigns in the dwelling is either a dull stupidity , or the coarseness of unregu- lated ...
... voice , their look of mingled fierceness and cunning . They live in dirt and squalor . There is little conversation , for they have no culture ; what reigns in the dwelling is either a dull stupidity , or the coarseness of unregu- lated ...
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الصفحة 57 - For the grave cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: They that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth. The living, the living, he shall praise thee, as I do this day: The father to the children shall make known thy truth.
الصفحة 216 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
الصفحة 262 - If ye were of the world, the world would love his own : but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.
الصفحة 195 - Work - work work Till the brain begins to swim! Work - work - work Till the eyes are heavy and dim! Seam , and gusset , and band , Band , and gusset , and seam , Till over the buttons I fall asleep, And sew them on in a dream! "O men with sisters dear! O men with mothers and wives! It is not linen you're wearing out , But human creatures
الصفحة 218 - Ye call me Master and Lord: and ye say well; for so I am. If I then, your Lord and Master, have washed your feet; ye also ought to wash one another's feet. For I have given you an example, that ye should do as I have done to you.
الصفحة 211 - Worldkin. Produce ! Produce ! Were it but the pitifullest infinitesimal fraction of a Product, produce it, in God's name ! 'Tis the utmost thou hast in thee : out with it, then. Up, up ! Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy whole might. Work while it is called Today ; for the Night cometh, wherein no man can work.
الصفحة 44 - ART thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers ? O sweet content! Art thou rich, yet is thy mind perplexed ? O punishment! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexed To add to golden numbers, golden numbers ? O sweet content!
الصفحة 28 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
الصفحة 25 - He that ruleth over men must be just, ruling in the fear of God ; and he shall be as the light of the morning, when the sun riseth, even a morning without clouds ; as the tender grass springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain.
الصفحة 15 - And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise and glee. His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnilie, His clean hearth-stane, his thrifty wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, And makes him quite forget his labor and his toil.