Gabriel's Wooing

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Young Churchman Company, 1897 - Christian poetry, American - 169 pages
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Page 100 - BLESSED Lord, who hast caused all holy Scriptures to be written for our learning; Grant that we may in such wise hear them, read, mark, learn, and inwardly digest them, that by patience, and comfort of thy holy Word, we may embrace, and ever hold fast the blessed hope of everlasting life, which thou hast given us in our Saviour Jesus Christ.
Page 61 - O EVERLASTING GOD, who hast ordained and constituted the services of angels and men in a wonderful order ; mercifully grant, that as thy holy angels always do thee service in heaven ; so, by thy appointment, they may succour and defend us on earth, through JESUS CHRIST our Lord. Amen.
Page 61 - He hath showed strength with his arm ; he hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts. He hath put down the mighty from their seats. And exalted them of low degree. He hath filled the hungry with good things; And the rich he hath sent empty away. He hath holpen his servant Israel, in remembrance of his mercy; As he spake to our fathers, to Abraham, and to his seed for ever.
Page 31 - Lo, the poor crieth, and the Lord heareth him : yea, and saveth him out of all his troubles. 7 The angel of the Lord tarrieth round about them that fear Him : and delivereth them.
Page 134 - Go to now, ye rich men, weep and howl for your miseries that shall come upon you. Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten. Your gold and silver is cankered ; and the rust of them shall be a witness against you, and shall eat your flesh as it were fire. Ye have heaped treasure together for the last days.
Page 65 - s rest in his still countenance! He mocks no grief with idle cheer, Nor wounds with words the mourner's ear ; But ills and woes he may not cure He kindly trains us to endure. Angel of Patience ! sent to calm Our feverish brows with cooling...
Page 151 - To thee all Angels cry aloud : the Heavens, and all the Powers therein. To thee Cherubin, and Seraphin : continually do cry, Holy, Holy, Holy : Lord God of Sabaoth ; Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty : of thy Glory.
Page 117 - tis eventide, and we, Oppressed with various ills, draw near; What if Thy form we cannot see, We know and feel that Thou art here.
Page 117 - O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man ; Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried ; Thy kind but searching glance can scan The very wounds that shame would hide ; Thy touch has still its ancient power ; No word from Thee can fruitless fall ; Hear in this solemn evening hour, And in Thy mercy heal us all.
Page 80 - I heard a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, From henceforth, blessed are the dead who die in the Lord : even so, saith the Spirit, for they rest from their labours.

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