Memorial of Rev. Pitt Clarke: Pastor of the First Congregational Church in Norton, Mass. and of Mary Jones Clarke (his Wife)

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J. Wilson and Son, 1866 - Unitarians - 94 pages
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Page 30 - But to us there is but one God, the Father, of whom are all things, and we in him ; and one Lord Jesus Christ, by whom are all things, and we by him.
Page 34 - Neither pray I for these alone but for them also which shall believe on me through their word, that they all may be one,— as thou Father art in me and I in thee that they also may be one in us : that the world may believe that thou hast sent me. And the glory which thou gavest me I have given them, that they may be one even as we are one.
Page 40 - Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day Across the mournful marbles play! Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, The truth to flesh and sense unknown, That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own!
Page 31 - Therefore the apostle well observes, "that he was declared to be the Son of God with power, by his resurrection from the dead.
Page 36 - that God is no respecter of persons, but that in every nation he that feareth him and worketh righteousness is accepted with him.
Page 33 - ... he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross. "Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name above every name ; that, at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth ; and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
Page 33 - Who gave Himself for us that He might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify us unto Himself a peculiar people zealous of good works.
Page 6 - WHEN Faith and Love, which parted from thee never, Had ripened thy just soul to dwell with God, Meekly thou didst resign this earthly load Of death, called life, which us from life doth sever.
Page 33 - God a liar,' in that they believe not his testimony, namely, that 'he hath given unto us eternal life ; and that this life is in his Son.
Page 60 - Come funeral flower ! who lov'st to dwell With the pale corse in lonely tomb, And throw across the desert gloom A sweet, decaying smell — Come, press my lips and lie with me Beneath the lowly alder tree : And we will sleep a pleasant sleep And not a care shall dare intrude, To break the marble solitude, So peaceful and so deep.

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