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Page 179 - Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.
Page 197 - For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come ; nor might, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Page 89 - The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.
Page 350 - Love watcheth, and sleeping slumbereth not. When weary it is not tired ; when straitened it is not constrained ; when frightened it is not disturbed ; but like a vivid flame and a burning torch, it mounteth upwards, and securely passeth through all. Whosoever loveth knoweth the cry of this voice.
Page 254 - Whose harvest the hungry eateth up, And taketh it even out of the thorns, And the robber swalloweth up their substance.
Page 319 - ... like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain, Then a light, then thy breast, O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with God be the rest!
Page 304 - And the Pharisees coming to him asked him: Is it lawful for a man to put away his wife?
Page 350 - I may become apt to love, courageous to suffer, and steadfast to persevere. 3. A great thing is love, a great good every way ; which alone lighteneth all that is burthensome, and beareth equally all that is unequal : For it carrieth a burden without being burdened, and maketh all else that is bitter sweet and savoury. The noble love of Jesus impelleth us to do great things, and exciteth us always to desire that which is the more perfect. Love will tend upwards, and not be detained by things beneath....
Page 383 - ... pillows. Ian's head was flung back. James thought he was already dead. All the priest in him awoke and superseded even the brother. It was the soul, the soul that was his overwhelming concern. Broken prayers escaped his lips as he bent over the bed — " God of clemency ! God of goodness I — 0 God, who according to the multitude of Thy mercies forgivest the sins of such as repent . . ." Ian stirred, sighed, opened his eyes. " Morna . . . ! " She rose quickly, leaning towards him.