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Page 261 - As the tree falls, so must it lie : As the man lives, so will he die ; As the man dies, such must he be, All through the days of eternity.
Page 261 - Soon our souls to God Who gave them Will have sped their rapid flight ; Able now by grace to save them...
Page 85 - Since painted or not painted, all shall fade, And she who scorns a man, must die a maid; What then remains, but well our power to use, And keep good humour still whate'er we lose?
Page 195 - ... eternal life is the wages of any good work of ours. (The wages of sin is death, but eternal life is the gift of God, through Jesus Christ our Lord™...
Page 203 - That binds on all men's feet or chains or wings; Love, that is root and fruit of terrene things; Love, that the whole world's waters shall not drown, The whole world's fiery...
Page 245 - ... long, Who, dowered with every gift of passion, In that fierce flame can forge and fashion Of sin and self the anchor strong ; Can thence compel the driving force Of daily life's mechanic course, Nor less the nobler energies Of needful toil and culture wise ; Whose soul is worth the tempter's lure Who can renounce, and yet endure, To him I come, not lightly wooed, But won by silent fortitude.