Memoir of a Cambridge undergraduate, G.A.B., ed. by the author of 'Thoughts on the Lord's prayer'.

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Page 154 - For thou preventest him with the blessings of goodness: thou settest a crown of pure gold on his head. 4 He asked life of thee, and thou gavest it him, even length of days for ever and ever.
Page 141 - According to my earnest expectation and my hope, that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but that with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ shall be magnified in my body, whether it be by life, or by death.
Page 29 - Who is among you that feareth the Lord, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light ? let him trust in the name of the Lord, and stay upon his God.
Page 68 - Christ, who, though he was rich, yet for our sakes became poor, that we through his poverty might be rich.
Page 137 - OH, the bitter shame and sorrow. That a time could ever be When I let the Saviour's pity Plead in vain, and proudly answered, "All of self, and none of Thee.
Page 137 - All of self, and none of Thee." 2 Yet He found me : I beheld Him Bleeding on the accursed tree ; Heard Him pray, ' ' Forgive them, Father ; " And my wistful heart said faintly, " Some of self, and some of Thee.
Page 153 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust ; in sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life, through our Lord Jesus Christ...
Page 93 - Let me die with the Philistines." And he bowed himself with all his might; and the house fell upon the lords, and upon all the people that were therein. So the dead which he slew at his death were more than they which he slew in his life.
Page 1 - Ruby wine is drunk by knaves, Sugar spends to fatten slaves, Rose and vine-leaf deck buffoons; Thunder-clouds are Jove's festoons, Drooping oft in wreaths of dread, Lightning-knotted round his head; The hero is not fed on sweets, Daily his own heart he eats; Chambers of the great are jails, And head-winds right for royal sails.
Page 11 - Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him : I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.

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