The Children's record of the Presbyterian Church in England

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Pàgina 73 - Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock. And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house ; and it fell not ; for it was founded upon a rock. And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand. And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon...
Pàgina 117 - O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee...
Pàgina 21 - Brethren, if any of you do err from the truth, and one convert him ; let him know, that he which converteth the sinner from the error of his way shall save a soul from death, and shall hide a multitude of sins.
Pàgina 69 - My mother. Who ran to help me when I fell , And would some pretty story tell , Or kiss the place to make it well? My mother.
Pàgina 67 - And in that day thou shalt say, O Lord, I will praise thee : though thou wast angry with me, thine anger is turned away, and thou comfortedst me. Behold, God is my salvation ; I will trust, and not be afraid ; for the Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song ; he also is become my salvation.
Pàgina 98 - As every man hath received the gift, even so minister the same one to another, as good stewards of the manifold grace of God. " If any man speak, let him speak as the oracles of God; if any man minister, let him do it as of the ability which God giveth: that God in all things may be glorified through Jesus Christ, to whom be praise and dominion for ever and ever. Amen.
Pàgina 148 - HOW fair is the rose ! What a beautiful flower ! The glory of April and May ; But the leaves are beginning to fade in an hour, And they wither and die in a day.
Pàgina 159 - Thy words were found, and I did eat them ; and thy word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of mine heart: for I am called by thy name, O Lord God of Hosts.
Pàgina 148 - Yet the rose has one powerful virtue to boast Above all the flowers of the field ; When its leaves are all dead and its fine colours lost, Still, how sweet a perfume it will yield ! So frail is the youth and the beauty of men, Though they bloom and look gay like the rose ; But all our fond care to preserve them is vain — Time kills them as fast as he goes.

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