The Juvenile companion, and Sunday-school hive [afterw.] The Sunday school hive, and juvenile companion. Vol.4 [sic]; 3 [no.3]-43, Volumes 29-30

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1879
 

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Page 84 - He shall not strive, nor cry, neither shall any man hear his voice in the streets ; a bruised reed shall he not break, and smoking flax shall he not quench ; till he send forth judgment unto victory.
Page 159 - The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser, men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Page 2 - Than those of age, thy forehead wrapp'd in clouds, A leafless branch thy sceptre, and thy throne A sliding car, indebted to no wheels, But urged by storms along its slippery way, I love thee, all unlovely as thou seem'st, And dreaded as thou art...
Page 70 - I THINK, when I read that sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How He called little children as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with them then.
Page 63 - If a brother or sister be naked, and destitute of daily food, and one of you say unto them ; Depart in peace, be ye warmed and filled, notwithstanding ye give them not those things which are needful to the body ; what doth it profit ? Even so faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.
Page 60 - One by one thy griefs shall meet thee, Do not fear an armed band: One will fade as others greet thee; Shadows passing through the land. Do not look at life's long sorrow; See how small each moment's pain, God will help thee for to-morrow, So each day begin again. Every hour that fleets so slowly Has its task to do or bear; Luminous the crown, and holy, When each gem is set with care.
Page 151 - BRIEF life is here our portion ; Brief sorrow, short-lived care ; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there.
Page 103 - Heaven is not reached at a single bound ; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.
Page 71 - Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, • And ask for a share in His love ; And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, I shall see Him and hear Him above...
Page 22 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose...

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