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Page 133 - God had brought him up out of the horrible pit, and out of the miry clay, and had put a new song into his mouth, even praise to his God.
Page 103 - The sun had set by the time they reached it, but the birds were singing merrily in the topmost branches, where the light still lingered. A star or two was shining faintly in the sky, and the creeping twilight was softening everything about them. Rachel knew that they would begin to wonder at home what could keep her out so long. Rosy was watching for her to come up the street, and fancying she saw her in the dusk. She sank down on one of the park seats, and covering her face with her hands, burst...
Page 79 - At first, at first," she answered, " but not now. If I could get the feeling that God was gone away, that would scare me. Oh l it would be dreadful to be in this place without God ! It's all my comfort and gladness. Sometimes I say to myself, ' I am poor and needy, yet the Lord thinketh upon me ; ' and I feel in my very heart He is really thinking of me and mv wants.
Page 52 - My Dear Dickon: This comes hoping to find you well as it leaves me at present. Miss Mary has plenty of money and will you go to Thwaite and buy her some flower seeds and a set of garden tools to make a flower-bed. Pick the prettiest ones and easy to grow because she has never done it before and lived in India which is different. Give my love to mother and every one of you. Miss...
Page 91 - But Rosy might be, nay, must be, among that glad and good company, knowing God, and loving Him, from her very childhood. And for herself, she trusted that some day or other she might hear Christ saying, " Her sins, which are many, are all forgiven, for she loved much." CHAPTER XI. — STRANDED. PERHAPS, of all the members of that little household, Sylvanus was the happiest. He had suffered much, while his little Sylvia was living, from his wife's false pride, which had deprived him of the joy and...
Page 125 - Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever; even the Spirit of truth; whom the world cannot receive, because it seeth him not, neither knoweth him: but ye know him; for he dwelleth with you, and shall be in you. I will not leave you comfortless: I will come unto you.