Recollections of a Forest Life: Or, the Life and Travels of Kah-ge-ga-gah-bowh, Or George Copway, Chief of the Ojibway Nation

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C. Gilpin, 1851 - 248 من الصفحات

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الصفحة 61 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
الصفحة 107 - Happy art thou, O Israel : who is like unto thee, O people saved by the Lord, the shield of thy help, and who is the sword of thy excellency ! and thine enemies shall be found liars unto thee ; and thou shalt tread upon their high places.
الصفحة 6 - 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. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
الصفحة 96 - God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth on him, might not perish, but have everlasting life.
الصفحة 182 - cast down to the moles and to the bats !" Will no one go and tell him and his nation, of the boundless, beseeching, bleeding, dying love of a Saviour; and urge upon them the importance of such a preparation of heart, as will enable them " to give up their account with joy ?" The Great Spirit is no respecter of persons ; He has made of one blood all the nations of the earth ; He loves all his children alike ; and his highest attributes are love, mercy and justice.
الصفحة 27 - What are these, So wither'd, and so wild in their attire ; That look not like the inhabitants o...
الصفحة 36 - On that day when our heroes lay low— lay low. On that day when our heroes lay low, I fought by their side, and thought ere I died, Just vengeance to take on the foe. Just vengeance to take on the foe. On that day when our chieftains lay dead— lay dead, On that day when our chieftains lay dead.
الصفحة 50 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears Him in the wind; His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way...
الصفحة 39 - Yes, I see it.' 'It is a great and high tree.' I observed that the tree was lofty, reaching towards the heavens. Its branches extended over land and water, and its roots were very deep. ' Look on it while I sing; yes, gaze upon the tree.
الصفحة 5 - Once on the raging seas I rode ; The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark.

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