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Page 73 - Curse ye Meroz, said the angel of the Lord, curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof; because they came not to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty.
Page 72 - These poor wretches were stunted in their growth, their hideous faces bedaubed with white paint, their skins filthy and greasy, their hair entangled, their voices discordant, and their gestures violent Viewing such men, one can hardly make oneself believe that they are fellow -creatures, and inhabitants of the same world.
Page 120 - Which leaveth her eggs in the earth, And warmeth them in the dust, And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild beast may break them. She is hardened against her young ones, As though they were not hers; Her labour is in vain without fear; Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, Neither hath he imparted to her understanding. What time she lifteth up herself on high, She scorneth the horse and his rider.
Page 92 - Heaven is my home ; Earth is a desert drear, Heaven is my home ; Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand ; Heaven is my Father-land, Heaven is my home.
Page 72 - ... low down as their loins. It is laced across the breast by strings, and according as the wind blows, it is shifted from side to side.
Page 69 - LIGHT for the dreary vales Of ice-bound Labrador ! Where the frost-king breathes on the slippery sails. And the mariner wakes no more ; Lift high the lamp that never fails, To that dark and sterile shore.
Page 126 - LORD, I ascribe it to thy grace, And not to chance as others do, That I was born of Christian race, And not a Heathen, or a Jew.
Page 71 - The inhabitants, living chiefly upon shellfish, are obliged constantly to change their place of residence; but they return at intervals to the same spots, as is evident from the pile of old shells, which must often amount to some tons in weight. These heaps can be distinguished at a long distance by the bright green colour of certain plants which invariably grow on them The Fuegian wigwam resembles, in size and dimensions, a haycock.
Page 17 - Beneath Moriah's rocky side A gentle fountain springs Silent and soft its waters glide, Like the peace the Spirit brings The thirsty Arab stoops to drink Of the cool and quiet wave, And the thirsty spirit stops to think Of Him who came to save. Siloam is the fountain's name, It means " One sent from God;" And thus the holy Saviour's fame. It gently spreads abroad. O grant that I, like this sweet well, May Jesus' image bear, And spend my life, my all, to tell How full his mercies are.