Helps to Devout Living: Consisting of Selections from Biblical and Various Religious Writers of All Agesthe compiler, 1879 - 228 sider |
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... heart , O God , with thoughts of thy love ; in my soul , thy temple , erect thou an altar of praise , of penitence , of thanksgiving . Hold me up this day above the mists of passion , of selfishness , of earthliness ; increase in me ...
... heart , O God , with thoughts of thy love ; in my soul , thy temple , erect thou an altar of praise , of penitence , of thanksgiving . Hold me up this day above the mists of passion , of selfishness , of earthliness ; increase in me ...
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... heart soars up with the day ; And its burden all is blessing , And its accents all are song ; For Thou hast refreshed its slumbers , And thy strength hath made it strong . " My voice shalt Thou hear this morning , For the day is all ...
... heart soars up with the day ; And its burden all is blessing , And its accents all are song ; For Thou hast refreshed its slumbers , And thy strength hath made it strong . " My voice shalt Thou hear this morning , For the day is all ...
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... heart ; it is open to thee ; it is all known to thee . I can give only my love ; increase it , Almighty God , and render it more worthy thee . [ Fenelon . ] All the paths of the Lord are mercy and truth unto such as keep his covenant ...
... heart ; it is open to thee ; it is all known to thee . I can give only my love ; increase it , Almighty God , and render it more worthy thee . [ Fenelon . ] All the paths of the Lord are mercy and truth unto such as keep his covenant ...
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... heart of it , at whatever labor and pain ; enter mightily into its duties ; watch not for its shadow alone , as complainers do , but most of all for its light . We may well thank God , and take courage , and march on , when we know that ...
... heart of it , at whatever labor and pain ; enter mightily into its duties ; watch not for its shadow alone , as complainers do , but most of all for its light . We may well thank God , and take courage , and march on , when we know that ...
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... heart the presence of God . [ Ephraim Peabody . ] The end of the commandment is love out of a pure heart . He that loveth another hath fulfilled the law . [ Paul . ] In the deep stillness of the voiceless night , When 24 MORNING AND ...
... heart the presence of God . [ Ephraim Peabody . ] The end of the commandment is love out of a pure heart . He that loveth another hath fulfilled the law . [ Paul . ] In the deep stillness of the voiceless night , When 24 MORNING AND ...
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Almighty aspiration beauty blessed bright Charles Kingsley Charles Wesley Christ Christian comfort conscience creature dark death desire divine dost doth duty dwell earth eternal everlasting evil eyes faith Father Father divine fear feel Fenelon fill flowers forever forgive forsake Francis of Sales give glorious glory God's grace happiness hath heaven heavenly holy Holy Spirit hope hour human hymn idolatry immortal infinite Jesus life's light live look Lord love thee meditate mercy mind morning nature ness never night ourselves pathy Peabody peace perfect praise pray prayer Psalms pure religious religious denomination rest secret seek shadows silent sins sorrow soul spirit strength suffer sweet tears temptation tender tender mercies thank thee thine things Thomas à Kempis thou art thou hast thou wilt thought thy love thy presence thyself tion true trust truth unto thee voice walk weak weary wonder words
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Side 179 - Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp. Praise him with the timbrel and dance : praise him with stringed instruments and organs. Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals. Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord.
Side 59 - And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye ? Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye ; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye ? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye ; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye.
Side 88 - Thou seemest human and divine, The highest, holiest manhood, thou : Our wills are ours, we know not how Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
Side 182 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God ! God ! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice!
Side 164 - As for man, his days are as grass : as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone, and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Side 192 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic Isles — 'tis nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where he vital spreads there must be joy.
Side 93 - Love suffereth long, and is kind ; Love envieth not ; Love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, Doth not behave itself unseemly, Seeketh not her own, Is not easily provoked, Thinketh no evil ; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
Side 179 - PRAISE ye the LORD. Praise ye the LORD from the heavens : praise him in the heights. Praise ye him, all his angels : praise ye him, all his hosts. Praise ye him, sun and moon : praise him, all ye stars of light.
Side 163 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels: for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Side 180 - Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven.