The Life of Clinton Bowen Fisk

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Funk & Wagnalls, 1888 - 295 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 143 - Thus saith the Lord of Hosts; In those days it shall come to pass, that ten men shall take hold out of all languages of the nations, even shall take hold of the skirt of him that is a Jew, saying, We will go with you: for we have heard that God is with you.
Pàgina 69 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my heacl, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Pàgina 155 - Now I beseech you, brethren, by the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that ye all speak the same thing, and that there be no divisions among you; but that ye be perfectly joined together in the same mind and in the same judgment.
Pàgina 103 - Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging: And whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise.
Pàgina 121 - Thou shalt also consider in thine heart, that, as a man chasteneth his son, so the Lord thy God chasteneth thee. Therefore thou shalt keep the commandments of the Lord thy God, to walk in his ways, and to fear him. For the Lord thy God bringeth thee into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and hills...
Pàgina 141 - Thus saith the LORD of hosts ; It shall yet come to pass, that there shall come people, and the inhabitants of many cities : And the inhabitants of one city shall go to another, saying, Let us go speedily to pray before the LORD, aad to seek the LORD of hosts ; I will go also.
Pàgina 121 - God bringeth thee into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and hills; a land of wheat and barley and vines and fig trees and pomegranates; a land of oil olive and honey; a land wherein thou shalt eat bread without scarceness, thou shalt not lack anything in it; a land whose stones are iron, and out of whose hills thou mayest dig brass.
Pàgina 213 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied — We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
Pàgina 23 - And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I give myself away, — 'Tis all that I can do.
Pàgina 203 - That such prohibition must be secured through amendments of our national and state constitutions, enforced by adequate laws adequately supported by administrative authority ; and to this end the organization of the Prohibition party is imperatively demanded in state and nation. 3. That any form of license, taxation or regulation of the liquor traffic is contrary to good government...

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