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... told you of four sorts of living crea- tures : fishes , birds , insects , beasts , All these creatures have bodies , but they have not souls like you , They can move and breathe . God feeds them every day , and keeps them alive . He is ...
... told you of four sorts of living crea- tures : fishes , birds , insects , beasts , All these creatures have bodies , but they have not souls like you , They can move and breathe . God feeds them every day , and keeps them alive . He is ...
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... told him , it was to catch his pony . " Oh , then , " cried the man , " you need not take so much trouble ; if you hold out your hat empty , it will do just as well ; for the pony cannot see that the hat is empty till he comes close up ...
... told him , it was to catch his pony . " Oh , then , " cried the man , " you need not take so much trouble ; if you hold out your hat empty , it will do just as well ; for the pony cannot see that the hat is empty till he comes close up ...
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... told of his brother's death , he was still for a moment , and then said , whilst he looked up to his mamma , with a smile on his face , " Mamma , Little John can now say , Hallelujah . " A few hours after , this dear child also died ...
... told of his brother's death , he was still for a moment , and then said , whilst he looked up to his mamma , with a smile on his face , " Mamma , Little John can now say , Hallelujah . " A few hours after , this dear child also died ...
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... told her not to cry , For I could get some bread . " Our Father , sir , the prayer begins , Which made me think that He As we have got no father here , Would our kind Father be . " And then you know the prayer , sir , too , Asks God for ...
... told her not to cry , For I could get some bread . " Our Father , sir , the prayer begins , Which made me think that He As we have got no father here , Would our kind Father be . " And then you know the prayer , sir , too , Asks God for ...
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... told me that God knows every- thing , and that He is always good . Then He certainly must know that there is but one Saturday afternoon in the week , and that , that is all the time I have to play with my little friends . He must know ...
... told me that God knows every- thing , and that He is always good . Then He certainly must know that there is but one Saturday afternoon in the week , and that , that is all the time I have to play with my little friends . He must know ...
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Page 104 - That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Page 52 - AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Page 143 - And the twelve gates were twelve pearls; every several gate was of one pearl: and the street of the city was pure gold, as it were transparent glass.
Page 54 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Page 97 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 97 - From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of GOD are strewn ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.
Page 28 - When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Then the traveller in the dark, Thanks you for your tiny spark : He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so.
Page 84 - Down in a green and shady bed A modest violet grew; Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view.
Page 88 - THE dew was falling fast, the stars began to blink ; I heard a voice ; it said, " Drink, pretty Creature, drink ! " And, looking o'er the hedge, before me I espied A snow-white mountain Lamb with a Maiden at its side. No other sheep were near, the Lamb was all alone, And by a slender cord was tethered to a stone ; With one knee on the grass did the little Maiden kneel, While to that mountain Lamb she gave its evening meal.
Page 19 - GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child, Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee.