...do this of myself; Thou canst enable me to do it ; Thou canst keep me from saying, in the morning, Would God it were evening ! and in the evening, Would God it were morning ! Thou canst keep me from that restlessness which distresses me, and which makes me wish so often to...

...me a hard, unsmiling procession of those who have no rest, day nor night — who in the morning aay, Would God it were evening! and in the evening, Would God it were morning ! The cabman drives rapidly. Beyond the crowd and the smoke we come to a fine hill ; in the distance...

...me a hard, unsmiling procession of those who have no rest, day nor night — who in the morning say, Would God it were evening! and in the evening, Would God it were morning ! The cabman drives rapidly. Beyond the crowd and the smoke we come to a fine hill ; in the distance...

...shadow across a summer landscape. Is the heart miserable, beating slow — " saying, in the morning, would God it were evening, and in the evening, would God it were morning 1 " — a day seems louger than a year. "Thus spenk the hourt that pass 10 slow, The years that pass...

...worship to which she devoted all her powers, and in which she herself was temple, worshipper, and idol." she was watching from her window the autumn clouds...to take the measure without looking at him, but on his asking some question she took her hand from before her eyes. His cheerful countenance seemed like...

...worship to which she devoted all her powers, and in which she herself was temple, worshipper, and idol." she was watching from her window the autumn clouds...to take the measure without looking at him, but on his asking some question she took her hand from before her eyes. His cheerful countenance seemed like...

...your daily need of the sweet influence of God's Holy Spirit ; sometimes, you will say in the morning, Would God it were evening, and in the evening, would God it were morning, simply because the whole day is so dark and cheerless without Him, You will feel as the sainted Toplady...

...there shall have to till the ground in the sweat of his brow ; none there shall say in the morning, 'Would God it were evening!' and in the evening, 'Would God it were morning!' for life shall be in itself a joy. If we can but look at all this unselfishly, we may safely encourage...

...hand of sorrow is laid. May those racked with suffering and disease, who are saying in the morning "Would God it were evening," and in the evening " Would God it were morning," look forward to that glorious time when there shall be no more pain ; and to that glorious place "...

...as a happy and joyful release from days of suffering and nights of weariness, when in the morning he said, " Would God it were evening," and in the evening, " Would God it were morning." He longs in his solitary chamber to see the illustrious servant of the Saviour he loved. May he not...