Brief Memoir of Achsah Wilkins Disosway

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T. Mason, 1839 - 48 oldal
 

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35. oldal - Safety and innocence flee with the light ; Temptation and danger walk forth with the night ; From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime, Shield us from danger and keep us from crime ! Father, have mercy, through Jesus Christ our Lord ! Amen.
2. oldal - Tis sweet, as year by year we lose Friends out of sight, in faith to muse How grows in Paradise our store.
1. oldal - And all thy children shall be taught of the LORD; and great shall be the peace of thy children.
9. oldal - I LOVED thee, Daughter of my heart ; My Child, I loved thee dearly ; And though we only met to part, — How sweetly ! how severely ! — Nor life nor death can sever My soul from thine for ever. Thy days, my little one, were few, — An Angel's morning visit, That came and vanish'd with the dew ; 'Twas here, 'tis gone, where is it ? Yet didst thou leave behind thee A clew for love to find thee.
36. oldal - Jesus Christ our Lord ! Amen ! 2 Father in heaven ! O, hear, when we call, Through Jesus Christ, who is Saviour of all ! Fainting and feeble, we trust in Thy might ; In doubting and darkness Thy love be our light...
47. oldal - God took thee in his mercy, A lamb untasked, untried : He fought the fight for thee, He won the victory, And thou art sanctified ! " I look around and see The evil ways of men ; And, oh ! beloved child ! I'm more than reconciled To thy departure then.
48. oldal - Now, like a dewdrop shrined Within a crystal stone, Thou'rt safe in heaven, my dove ! Safe with the Source of love, The everlasting One ! " And when the hour arrives, From flesh that sets me iree, Thy spirit may await The first at heaven's gate, To meet and welcome me.
4. oldal - IF death my friend and me divide, Thou dost not, Lord, my sorrow chide, Or frown, my tears to see : Restrained from passionate excess, Thou bidst me mourn in calm distress, For them that rest in thee.
34. oldal - And labours hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes. In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play Let my first years be past, That I may give for every day Some good account at last.
37. oldal - And the child Samuel grew on, and was in favour both with the Lord, and also with men.

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