Morning and evening meditations for every day in a month [by M. Carpenter].

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1875 - 340 頁

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第 306 頁 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
第 72 頁 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death — • He enters heaven with prayer. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry,
第 108 頁 - Create in me a clean heart, 0 God ; and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence ; and take not thy holy spirit from me.
第 20 頁 - And he said, Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of Moriah ; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of.
第 157 頁 - And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.
第 37 頁 - Why art thou cast down, 0 my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me: hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
第 334 頁 - E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me : Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee...
第 337 頁 - I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless; ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me.
第 336 頁 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; 0 Thou Who changest not, abide with me.
第 34 頁 - One army of the living God, To his command we bow; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now.

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