An authentic narrative of four years' residence at Tongataboo: one of the Friendly islands, in the South-sea

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Printed for Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1810 - Tongatabu (Island) - 234 pages
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Page 39 - out of their distress," graciously preserved us from receiving any injury.* We united in a song of praise to Him who "treadeth the waves of the sea," and at its formation bounded it by the command, "Hitherto shalt thou go and no farther, and here shall thy proud waves be stayed.
Page 23 - pow'r To save me in the trying hour. \ Though rocks and quicksands deep Through all my passage lie; Yet CHRIST shall safely keep And guide me with his eye. How can I sink with such a prop, That bears the world and all things up ? By faith I
Page 22 - JESU, at thy command I launch into the deep; And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all asleep. For Thee I fain would all resign, And sail to heav'n with Thee and Thine. What though the
Page 23 - reach the heav'nly shore, Where winds and seas distress no more ; Whene'er becalm'dI lie, And all my storms subside; Then to my succour fly, And keep me near thy side. For more the treach'rous calm I dread, Than tempests bursting o'er my head. Come heav'nly Wind, and blow A prosperous gale of grace, To waft from all below To
Page 216 - <f The lot is cast into the lap, but the whole disposing thereof is of the Lord.
Page 23 - CHRIST, the sinner's friend? CHRIST is my pilot wise, My compass is his word ! My soul each storm defies, While I have such a LORD. I trust his faithfulness
Page 148 - How can he be, said I, in that place, when he is dead, and his body is here ? Did you not bury him some moons ago ? " But all they answered was, " But he is still alive. " And one endeavouring to make me understand what he meant, took hold of my hand, and squeezing it, said,
Page 23 - gale of grace, To waft from all below To heav'n my destin'd place. Then in full sail my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind.
Page 153 - two hundred loaves, two bottles of wine, five sheep ready dressed, five measures of parched corn, and an hundred clusters of raisins, and two hundred cakes of figs, when
Page 148 - This will die, but the life that is within you will never die," with his other hand pointing to my heart. This sentiment expressed on such an occasion so unexpectedly, with such animation and by a young man with whom I was particularly intimate, deeply impressed me.

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