Monthly Packet of Evening Readings for Members of the English Church (earlier "for Younger Members of the English Church"), 10. kötetJ. and C. Mozley, 1870 |
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65. oldal - Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings : Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.
191. oldal - Now when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow : and much people of the city was with her.
536. oldal - HE calleth to me out of Seir, Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night? The watchman said, The morning cometh, and also the night: If ye will enquire, enquire ye: Return, come.
588. oldal - What is this thing that ye do? will ye rebel against the king?" Then answered I them, and said unto them, "The God of heaven, he will prosper us; therefore we his servants will arise and build : but ye have no portion, nor right, nor memorial, in Jerusalem.
214. oldal - There are in this loud stunning tide Of human care and crime, With whom the melodies abide Of the everlasting chime ; Who carry music in their heart Through dusky lane and wrangling mart, Plying their daily task with busier feet, Because their secret souls a holy strain repeat.
312. oldal - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
590. oldal - Israel. And all the people shouted with a great shout, when they praised the LORD, because the foundation of the house of the LORD was laid.
328. oldal - Surely the isles shall wait for me, and the ships of Tarshish first, to bring thy sons from far, their silver and their gold with them, unto the name of the Lord thy God, and to the Holy One of Israel, because he hath glorified thee.
82. oldal - Why is thy countenance sad, seeing thou art not sick ? this is nothing else but sorrow of heart. Then I was very sore afraid, and said unto the king, Let the king live for ever : why should not my countenance be sad, when the city, the place of my fathers...
23. oldal - I was born : thou art he that took me out of my mother's womb ; my praise shall be always of thee. 6 I am become as it were a monster unto many : but my sure trust is in thee. 7 O let my mouth be filled with thy praise : that I may sing of thy glory and honour all the day long. 8 Cast me not away in the time of age : forsake me not when my strength faileth me.