We and Our Neighbors: Or, The Records of an Unfashionable Street: (Sequel to "My Wife and I.") A Novel |
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Popular passages
Page 44 - I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track ; Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you crack a nut.
Page 117 - Are not Abana and Pharpar, rivers of Damascus, better than all the waters of Israel? May I not wash in them, and be clean?
Page 45 - The glorious company of the Apostles, The goodly fellowship of the Prophets, The noble army of Martyrs praise thee.
Page 379 - I love to tell the Story, More wonderful it seems Than all the golden fancies Of all our golden dreams. I love to tell the Story, It did so much for me ; And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.
Page 377 - Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness He requireth Is to feel your need of Him ; This He gives you ; :!|: 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden. Lost and ruined by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all : Not the righteous, :||: Sinners, Jesus came to call.
Page 224 - JESUS ! lover of my soul. Let me to thy bosom fly While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, 0 my Saviour ! hide, Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide ; Oh, receive my soul at last...
Page 432 - Now when the Pharisee which had bidden him saw it, he spake within himself, saying, This man, if he were a prophet, would have known who, and what manner of woman this is that toucheth him : for she. is a sinner.
Page 311 - There were two men in one city ; the one rich, and the other poor. The rich man had exceeding many flocks and herds: but the poor man had nothing, save one little ewe lamb...
Page 433 - I say unto you, the publicans and harlots go into the kingdom of Heaven before you.