Good little hearts, by aunt Fanny, Volume 3

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Page 162 - Wherefore, if thy hand or thy foot offend thee, cut them off, and cast them from thee: it is better for thee to enter into life halt or maimed, rather than having two hands or two feet, to be cast into everlasting fire.
Page 161 - Woe unto the world because of offences ; for it must needs be that offences come, but woe to that man by whom the offence cometh.
Page 61 - On the next day much people that were come to the feast, when they heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem, 13 took branches of palm trees, and went forth to meet him, and cried. Hosanna: Blessed is the King of Israel that cometh in the name of the Lord.
Page 62 - These things understood not his disciples at the first: but when Jesus was glorified, then remembered they that these things were written of him, and that they had done these things unto him.
Page 62 - Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion ; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem : behold, thy King cometh unto thee: he is just, and having salvation ; lowly, and riding upon an ass, and upon a colt the foal of an ass.
Page 4 - Keep me through this night of peril Underneath its boundless shade; Take me to Thy rest, I pray Thee, When my pilgrimage is made. "None shall measure out Thy patience By the span of human thought; None shall bound the tender mercies Which Thy Holy Son has bought.
Page 35 - Little white Lily droopeth with pain, Waiting and waiting for the wet rain. Little white Lily holdeth her cup ; Rain is fast falling and filling it up.
Page vi - Do all the good you can, in all the ways you can, to all the people you can...
Page 36 - Good again, When I am thirsty to have the nice rain. Now I am stronger, now I am cool; Heat cannot burn me, my veins are so full." Little White Lily smells very sweet; On her head sunshine, rain at her feet. Thanks to the sunshine, thanks to the rain, Little White Lily is happy again.
Page 3 - Hear my prayer, O! Heavenly Father, Ere I lay me down to sleep; Bid Thy Angels, pure and holy, Round my bed their vigil keep. "My sins are heavy, but Thy mercy Far outweighs them every one; Down before Thy Cross I cast them, Trusting in Thy help alone. "Keep me through this night of peril Underneath its boundless shade; Take me to Thy rest, I pray Thee, When my pilgrimage is made. "None shall measure out...

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