Catharine and Craufurd Tait: Wife and Son of Archibald Campbell, Archbishop of Canterbury

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Macmillan & Company, 1879 - Christian biography - 640 pages

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Page 598 - But as for me, I will behold thy presence in righteousness : and when I awake up after thy likeness, I shall be satisfied with it.
Page 339 - And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes : and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus saith unto them, Loose him, and let him go.
Page 392 - These are they which were not defiled with women; for they are virgins; these are they which follow the Lamb whithersoever he goeth. These were redeemed from among men, being the first-fruits unto God and to the Lamb.
Page 296 - HERE we suffer grief and pain, Here we meet to part again, In heaven we part no more ! Oh, that will be joyful, Joyful, joyful, joyful ! Oh, that will be joyful, When we meet to part no more ! All who love the Lord below, When they die to heaven will go, And sing with saints above.
Page 632 - O merciful God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who is the resurrection and the life; in whom whosoever believeth shall live, though he die; and whosoever liveth, and believeth in him, shall not die eternally...
Page 100 - Who is among you that feareth the Lord, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light ? let him trust in the name of the Lord, and stay upon his God.
Page 622 - My son, despise not thou the chastening of the Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him: for whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth. If ye endure chastening, God dealeth with you as with sons; for what son is he whom the father chasteneth not? But if ye be without chastisement, whereof all are partakers, then are ye bastards, and not sons.
Page 390 - ... secret things which God will not reveal ; But I know (for God hath told me this) that he is now at rest, Where other blessed infants be, on their Saviour's loving breast. I know his spirit feels no more this weary load of flesh ; But his sleep is blessed with endless dreams of joy for ever fresh.
Page 287 - What shall I render thee, Father Supreme, For thy rich gifts, and this the best of all?" Said the young mother, as she fondly watched Her sleeping babe. There was an answering voice That night in dreams : — "Thou hast a tender flower Upon thy breast — fed with the dews of love : Send me that flower. Such flowers there are in heaven.
Page 389 - I have a son, a third sweet son ; his age I cannot tell, For they reckon not by years and months where he has gone to dwell. To us, for fourteen anxious months, his infant smiles were given ; And then he bade farewell to earth, and went to live in heaven.

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