The amaranth, or, Religious poems [by W. Harte]. (Google eBook)

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Page 159 - from me vanity and lies ; give me neither poverty nor " riches, feed me with food convenient for me : left I be " full, and deny thee, and fay, Who is the Lord ? or left " I be poor, and fteal, and take the name of my God in " vain," On the fame thing is founded the advice of Solomon, with regard to the fin of fenfuality : Proverbs xxiii.
Page 1 - I will incline mine ear to a parable: I will open my dark saying upon the harp.
Page 59 - Sharon, they shall see the glory of the Lord, and the excellency of our God!
Page 145 - According to their pasture, so were they filled ; they were filled, and their heart was exalted ; therefore have they forgotten me.
Page 280 - Fire and hail, snow and vapours, wind and storm fulfilling his word; Mountains and all hills; fruitful trees and all cedars; Beasts and all cattle; worms and feathered fowls; Kings of the earth and all people; princes and all judges of the world...
Page 239 - ... left;] Of all things, but my innocence, bereft: Patrician, conful, ftatefman but in name ; Of honour plunder'd, and profcrib'd in fame : [Betray'd by men my patronage had fed, And curft by lips to which I gave their bread;] To thee I breathe my elegies of woe ; For thee, and chiefly thee, my forrows flow : Joint-partner of my life, my heart's relief; Alike partaker of my joys or grief!
Page 119 - Now, behold, thou trustest upon the staff of this bruised reed, even upon Egypt, on which if a man lean, it will go into his hand, and pierce it: so is Pharaoh king of Egypt unto all that trust on him.
Page 295 - When we praise God we may speak much, and yet come short : Wherefore in sum, he is all. When you glorify him, exalt him as much as you can : for even yet he will far exceed. And when you exalt him, put forth all your strength, and be not weary, for you can never go far enough.
Page 119 - Put not your truft in princes, nor in the fon of " man, in whom there is no help ; his breath go" eth forth, he rcturneth to his earth, in that very
Page 23 - Agnes' monastery. He composed his treatise On the Imitation of Christ in the sixty-first year of his age, as appears from Ľa note of his own writing in the library of his convent.

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