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Watts's legacy was described in a recent Church Times article as mostly pernicious, and I am inclined to agree. Some are amusing, but most are quite horrid, threatening children with damnation for the ... Llegeix la ressenya completa
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Pàgina 51 - To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven.
Pàgina 38 - How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower!
Pàgina 64 - May'st thou live to know and fear Him, Trust and love Him all thy days ; Then go dwell for ever near Him, See His face, and sing His praise...
Pàgina 11 - WHENE'ER I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see ! What shall I render to my God For all his gifts to me ? Not more than others I deserve, Yet God hath given me more ; For I have food while others starve, Or beg from door to door.
Pàgina 7 - s not a plant or flower below, But makes Thy glories known ; And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from Thy throne. 6 Creatures, as numerous as they be, Are subject to Thy care ; There 's not a place where we can flee, But God is present there.
Pàgina 61 - Just such is the Christian. His course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way. But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace ; And gives a sure hope, at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
Pàgina 53 - A little more sleep, and a little more slumber;" Thus he wastes half his days and his hours without number; And when he gets up, he sits folding his hands, Or walks about sauntering, or trifling he stands.
Pàgina 38 - In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.