Conversations with cousin Rachel. 4 pt. [bound in 2 vols.].

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Page 79 - And a man shall be as an hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest ; as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.
Page 84 - For as soon as the wind goeth over it, it is gone, and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Page 105 - Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that entereth not by the door into the sheepfold, but climbeth up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber.
Page 74 - In whom ye also trusted, after that ye heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation : in whom also, after that ye believed, ye were sealed with that Holy Spirit of promise, which is the earnest of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, unto the praise of his glory.
Page 100 - Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home, Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me.
Page 100 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path; but now lead thou me on. I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on, o'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till the night is gone, and with the morn those angel faces smile, which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.
Page 29 - I was made a member of Christ, a child of God, and an inheritor of the kingdom of heaven.
Page 99 - Then pass, ye mourners, cheerly on, Through prayer unto the tomb, Still, as ye watch life's falling leaf, Gathering from every loss and grief Hope of new spring and endless home. Then cheerly to your work again With hearts new-braced and set To run, untired, Love's blessed race, As meet for those, who face to face Over the gra,ve their Lord have met.
Page 98 - Who says the widow's heart must break, The childless mother sink ? — A kinder, truer voice I hear, Which even beside that mournful bier Whence parents' eyes would hopeless shrink, Bids weep no more— O heart bereft, How strange, to thee, that sound ! A widow o'er her only son, Feeling more bitterly alone For friends that press officious round. Yet is the voice of comfort heard, For Christ hath...
Page 47 - All the flowers that gild the spring Hither their still music bring ; If Heaven bless them, thankful they Smell more sweet, and look more gay.

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