The Tract magazine; or, Christian miscellany. [Continued as] The Tract magazine, and Christian miscellany. [Continued as] The Tract magazine (Google eBook)

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Page 163 - Lord, save us. We perish.' 2"And he saith unto them, 'Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith?' Then he arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea; and there was a great calm.
Page 250 - A soft answer turneth away wrath : but grievous words stir up anger.
Page 294 - WHEN I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.
Page 306 - Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: To be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.
Page 79 - It Is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord : and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High; To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning: and thy faithfulness every night.
Page 259 - I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, thy transgressions, and, as a cloud, thy sins : return unto me ; for I have redeemed thee.
Page 14 - Lift up your heads, O ye gates ; And be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors ; And the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory ? The Lord strong and mighty, The Lord mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, O ye gates ; Even lift them up, ye everlasting doors ; And the King of glory shall come in.
Page 83 - O how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ? These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy, impart.
Page 116 - Hearken unto me, O house of Jacob, and all the remnant of the house of Israel, which are borne by me from the belly, which are carried from the womb; 'and even to your old age I am he; and even to hoar hairs will I carry you: I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you.
Page 190 - SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the Cross I spend ; Life and health and peace possessing From the sinner's dying friend. 2 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing Mercy's streams, in streams of blood ; Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God...

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