Spurgeon's Gold: New Selections from the Works of C. H. Spurgeon, Pastor of the Metropolitan Tabernacle, London, England

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Judd and Detweiler, 1888 - Christian life - 200 pages
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Page 99 - And while they yet believed not for joy, and wondered, he said unto them, Have ye here any meat? And they gave him a piece of broiled fish, and of an honey comb. And he took it, and did eat before them.
Page 17 - Know ye not that your bodies are the temples of the Holy Ghost, which is within you ? Again he saith, You are not in the flesh, but in the spirit.
Page 83 - For He shall give His angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways. They shall bear you up in their hands lest you dash your foot against a stone.
Page 96 - I know that in me (that is, in my flesh) there dwelleth no good thing: for to will is present with me; but how to perform that which is good I find not.
Page 69 - It is the Lord! let Him do what seemeth to Him good" — and sometimes striven in vain, until the kindly Light returned? If through all these dark waters the scornful reviewer...
Page 159 - And fondness, taking the wings of a dove, Is gone like a tale of old. But mine for thee, from the chambers of joy, With strength came forth as the sun, Nor life nor death shall its force destroy, Forever its course shall run. All earth-born love must sleep in the grave, To its native dust return; What God hath kindled shall death out-brave, And in Heaven itself shall burn. Beyond and above the wedlock tie Our union to Christ we feel; Uniting bonds which were made on High, Shall hold us when earth...
Page 159 - ... The swallows must plume their wings to greet New summers in lands afar; But dwelling at home with thee I meet No winter my year to mar. The wooer his new love's name may wear Engraved on a precious stone; But in my heart thine image I wear, That heart has been long thine own. The glowing colours on surface laid, Wash out in a shower of rain, Thou needs't not be of rivers afraid, For my love is dyed ingrain. And as ev'ry drop of Gonda's lake Is tinged with the sapphire's blue. So all the joys...
Page 62 - For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
Page 6 - When hopeless gulfs shall gape for me, One word the tempest's rage shall quell, That word, Thy name, Immanuel ! When for the truth I suffer shame, When foes pour scandal on my name, When cruel taunts and jeers abound, When
Page 6 - When once I mourned a load of sin ; When conscience felt a wound within ; When all my works were thrown away ; When on my knees I knelt to pray, Then, blissful hour, remembered well, I learned Thy love, Immanuel. When storms of sorrow toss my soul ; When waves of care around me roll ; When comforts sink, when joys shall flee ; When hopeless griefs shall gape for me, One word the tempest's rage shall quell — • That word, Thy name, Immanuel.

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