The Cup-bearer

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American Tract Society, 1865 - Christian life - 204 pages
 

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Page 3 - For whosoever shall give you a cup of water to drink in my name, because ye belong to Christ, verily I say unto you, he shall not lose his reward.
Page 89 - The fall thou darest to despise — Maybe the angel's slackened hand Has suffered it, that he may rise And take a firmer, surer stand ; Or, trusting less to earthly things, May henceforth learn to use his wings. And judge none lost ; but wait and see, With hopeful pity, not disdain ; The depth of the abyss may be The measure of the height of pain And love and glory that may raise This soul to God in after days ! FRIEND SORROW. Do not cheat thy Heart and tell her, " Grief will pass away, Hope for...
Page 3 - Tis a little thing To give a cup of water ; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drained by fevered lips, May give a shock of pleasure to the frame More exquisite than when Nectarean juice Renews the life of joy in happiest hours.
Page 127 - Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbor, and hate thine enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you and persecute you...
Page 72 - The human sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my soul To play so ill a part : But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart...
Page 21 - I live for those who love me, For those who know me true; For the heaven that smiles above me, And awaits my spirit, too; For the cause that needs assistance, For the wrongs that need resistance, For the future in the distance, And the good that I can do.
Page 199 - But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. • In prison I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor's doom at morn : The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him 'mid shame and scorn.
Page 199 - And honoured him midst shame and scorn. My friendship's utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die ? The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill, But the free spirit cried,
Page 147 - O small beginnings, ye are great and strong, Based on a faithful heart and weariless brain ! Ye build the future fair, ye conquer wrong, Ye earn the crown, and wear it not in vain.
Page 49 - HAPPY is the man who has that in his soul which acts upon the dejected as April airs upon violet roots. Gifts from the hand are silver and gold, but the heart gives that which neither silver nor gold can buy. To be full of goodness, full of cheerfulness, full of sympathy, full of helpful hope, causes a man to carry blessings of which he is himself as unconscious as a lamp is of its own shining. Such an one moves on human life as stars move on dark seas to bewildered mariners ; as the sun wheels,...

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