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Page 317 - Leave thy fatherless children, I will preserve them alive; and let thy widows trust in me.
Page 370 - Whose waters never more shall rest! This beautiful, mysterious thing, This seeming visitant from heaven, This bird with the immortal wing, To me — to me, thy hand has given. The pulse first caught its tiny stroke, The blood its crimson hue, from mine — This life, which I have dared invoke, Henceforth is parallel with thine. A silent awe is in my room — I tremble with delicious fear; The future with its light and gloom, Time and Eternity are here.
Page 70 - It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
Page 327 - To meet thy God prepare ! ' He woke, — and caught his Captain's eye ; Then, strong in faith and prayer, His spirit with a bound Left its encumbering clay : His tent at sunrise on the ground, A darkened ruin lay.
Page 16 - If we say, We will enter into the city, then the famine is in the city, and we shall die there: and if we sit still here, we die also. Now therefore come, and let us fall unto the host of the Syrians: if they save us alive, we shall live; and if they kill us, we shall but die.
Page 176 - The teacher is long in coming, and the new missionaries are long in coming; I must die alone, and leave my little one; but as it is the will of God, I acquiesce in his will. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid I shall not be able to bear these pains. Tell the teacher that the disease was most violent, and I could not write; tell him how I suffered and died; tell him all that you see; and take care of the house and things until he returns.