MEMOIR OF THE LIFE, CHARACTER, AND WRITINGS OF PHILIP DODDRIDGE, D.D. WITH A SELECTION FROM HIS CORRESPONDENCE

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Page 385 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Page 140 - Give me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.
Page 392 - And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues. For her sins have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities.
Page 200 - No rude alarms of raging foes ; No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade...
Page 122 - If there be therefore any consolation in Christ, if any comfort of love, if any fellowship of the Spirit, if any bowels and mercies, fulfil ye my joy, that ye be like-minded, having the same love, being of one accord, of one mind...
Page 465 - Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak.
Page 441 - For none of us liveth to himself, and none dieth to himself : for whether we live, we live unto the Lord, or whether we die, we die unto the Lord. Whether we live therefore or die we are the Lord's.
Page 129 - This is a true saying. If a man desire the office of a bishop, he desireth a good work. A bishop then must be blameless, the husband of one wife, vigilant, sober, of good behaviour, given to hospitality, apt to teach...
Page 438 - Come, ye angelic envoys, come, And lead the willing pilgrim home; Ye know the way to Jesus' throne, Source of my joys and of your own.
Page 343 - twould ne'er be night; Fondly I said within my heart, " Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long : Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died.

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