Life and Religious Opinions and Experience of Madame de La Mothe Guyon: Together with Some Account of the Personal History and Religious Opinions of Fenelon, Archbishop of Cambray, Volume 2

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Harper, 1847 - Catholic authors
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Page 379 - Commentaries on the Gallic War, and the First Book of the Greek Paraphrase ; with English Notes, Critical and Explanatory, Plans of Battles, Sieges, &c., and Historical, Geographical, and Archaeological Indexes.
Page 187 - Commit thy way unto the LORD; Trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass. And he shall bring forth thy righteousness as the light, And thy judgment as the noonday.
Page 75 - Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled : thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust. Thou sendest forth thy Spirit, they are created, and thou renewest the face of the earth,
Page 149 - And said unto them, Whosoever shall receive this child in my name receiveth me : and whosoever shall receive me receiveth him that sent me : for he that is least among you all, the same shall be great.
Page 343 - God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance ; thy holy temple have they defiled ; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.
Page 381 - Greek Prosody and Metre, For the use of Schools and Colleges; together with the Choral Scanning of the Prometheus Vinctus of .^Eschylus, and (Edipus Tyrannus of Sophocles, to which are appended Remarks on the Indo-Germanie Analogies.
Page 80 - Thou, Lord, alone, art all thy children need, And there is none beside ; From thee the streams of blessedness proceed In thee the blest abide, — Fountain of life, and all-abounding grace, Our source, our centre, and our dwelling-place 101.
Page 29 - A LITTLE bird I am, Shut from the fields of air ; And in my cage I sit and sing To Him who placed me there ; Well pleased a prisoner to be . Because, my God, it pleases Thee.
Page 29 - Naught have I else to do ; I sing the whole day long ; And He, whom most I love to please, Doth listen to my song ; He caught and bound my wandering wing, But still He bends to hear me sing.

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