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... Thou glorious land ! with thy fairy nooks of beauty , desolate tracts of magnificence , bold black moun- tains , long - spreading straths , and lakes of surpassing stillness ! The mingled hues of thine ancient glory still rest upon thee ...
... Thou glorious land ! with thy fairy nooks of beauty , desolate tracts of magnificence , bold black moun- tains , long - spreading straths , and lakes of surpassing stillness ! The mingled hues of thine ancient glory still rest upon thee ...
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Oswald Jackson. and pathetic melodies , of rolling clouds and warlike memories ! Thou land of learning and liberty and poetry and faith ! What names are those I read on the roll - call of thy history ? -names heroic , that thrill like a ...
Oswald Jackson. and pathetic melodies , of rolling clouds and warlike memories ! Thou land of learning and liberty and poetry and faith ! What names are those I read on the roll - call of thy history ? -names heroic , that thrill like a ...
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... best rank attend . O Edinburgh , Edinburgh , surely thou wilt never be forgotten by me ! the longer I stav . the more eagerly both rich and poor attend on the word preached . Perhaps 40 FOREIGNER , ' THE ARRIVAL OF THE.
... best rank attend . O Edinburgh , Edinburgh , surely thou wilt never be forgotten by me ! the longer I stav . the more eagerly both rich and poor attend on the word preached . Perhaps 40 FOREIGNER , ' THE ARRIVAL OF THE.
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... Thou shalt do no murder ; ' and scarcely a day passes , before he finds out , by the confession of a poor , disconsolate woman , that the sermon was the means of saving her from self - destruction . And now he is called to the sick ...
... Thou shalt do no murder ; ' and scarcely a day passes , before he finds out , by the confession of a poor , disconsolate woman , that the sermon was the means of saving her from self - destruction . And now he is called to the sick ...
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Oswald Jackson. PART II . THE PASTOR'S WIFE . WOMAN . As thou hast been created fair , And beautiful in form , So be it thy first wish and aim Thy spirit to adorn With meekness and humility , And love both pure and warm . Oh ! be thou ...
Oswald Jackson. PART II . THE PASTOR'S WIFE . WOMAN . As thou hast been created fair , And beautiful in form , So be it thy first wish and aim Thy spirit to adorn With meekness and humility , And love both pure and warm . Oh ! be thou ...
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Page 34 - SOLDIER, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more : Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.
Page 133 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side ; Some great cause, God's new Messiah offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever "twixt that darkness and that light.
Page 210 - Judge of all, and to the spirits of just men made perfect, and to Jesus the Mediator of the new covenant, and to the blood of sprinkling, that speaketh better things than that of Abel.
Page 88 - The pains of death are past ; Labour and sorrow cease ; And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy.
Page 127 - Come, ye blessed of my Father, receive the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world!
Page 186 - AND is there care in heaven ? And is there love In heavenly spirits to these creatures base, That may compassion of their evils move ? There is : else much more wretched were the case Of men than beasts. But O ! th...
Page 210 - But ye are come unto Mount Zion ; and unto the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem ; and to an innumerable company of angels ; to the general assembly and church of the first-born, which are written in heaven ; and to God, the Judge of all; and to the spirits of just men made perfect...
Page 79 - FATHER, I know that all my life Is portioned out for me, And the changes that are sure to come, I do not fear to see ; But I ask Thee for a present mind Intent on pleasing Thee.
Page 100 - Who is he that condemneth? It is Christ that died, yea rather, that is risen again, who is even at the right hand of God, who also maketh intercession for us.
Page 205 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest.