Simple memorials of an Irish family, by a clergyman

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Philip Dixon Hardy and Sons, 1843 - 100 sivua
 

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Sivu 38 - My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.
Sivu 54 - Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try : Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air ; His watchword at the gates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry—
Sivu 65 - Consider the lilies how they grow. They toil not, they spin not ; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothe the grass, which is today in the field, and to-morrow is cast into the oven ; how much more will He clothe you, 0 ye of little faith ? And seek not ye what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink, neither be ye of doubtful mind.
Sivu 53 - The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit: he hath left off to be wise, and to do good.
Sivu 26 - Gently the passing spirit fled, Sustained by grace divine ; Oh ! may such grace on me be shed, And make my end like thine.
Sivu 14 - And waft it to the mourner as he roves, Can call up life into his faded eye, That passes all he sees unheeded by : No wounds like those a wounded spirit feels, No cure for such, till God who makes them, heals.
Sivu 26 - ... weep for thee ; One thought shall check the starting tear, — It is, that thou art free. And thus shall faith's consoling power The tears of love restrain ; Oh...
Sivu 9 - That field of promise, how it flings abroad Its odour o'er the Christian's thorny road ! The soul, reposing on assured relief, Feels herself happy amidst all her grief, Forgets her labour as she toils along, Weeps tears of joy, and bursts into a song.
Sivu 62 - A little lowly Hermitage it was — Down in a dell hard by a Forest side, Far from resort of people that did pass In travel to and fro.
Sivu 29 - when thou passest through the waters, they shall not overflow thee ; and through the fire, the flame shall not kindle upon thee, for the Lord is with thee." It may indeed be the case that men will revile and persecute thee; but if thou faithfully endure, thy reward shall be great. The light shall always rise upon thee after the darkness ; and after sorrow, joy shall again visit thy threshold.

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