Edith Vernon's life-work, by the author of 'Susie's flowers'.

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1864

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Side 25 - If any man come to me, and hate not his father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own life also, he cannot be my disciple.
Side 231 - For this is thankworthy, if a man for conscience toward God endure grief, suffering wrongfully. For what glory is it, if, when ye be buffeted for your faults, ye shall take it patiently ? but if, when ye do well, and suffer for it, ye take it patiently, this is acceptable with God.
Side 65 - Almighty and most merciful Father ; We have erred, and strayed from thy ways like lost sheep. We have followed too much the devices and desires of our own hearts. We have offended against thy holy laws. We have left undone those things which we ought to have done ; And we have done those things which we ought not to have done; And there is no health in us.
Side 314 - But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known ; And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own.
Side 277 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee...
Side 27 - We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord. That it may please thee to illuminate all Bishops, Priests, and Deacons with true knowledge and understanding of thy Word, and that both by their preaching and living they may set it forth, and shew it accordingly ; We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord.
Side 360 - ... for thine inestimable love in the redemption of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ; for the means of grace and for the hope of glory. And we beseech thee give us that due sense of all thy mercies that our hearts may be unfeignedly thankful and that we may show forth thy praise not only with our lips but in our lives...
Side iii - So should we live, that every Hour May die as dies the natural flower, — A self-reviving thing of power ; That every Thought and every Deed May hold within itself the seed Of future good, and future meed ; Esteeming Sorrow, whose employ Is to develop not destroy, Far better than a barren Joy.
Side 126 - If you have no power of giving: An arm of aid to the weak, A friendly hand to the friendless, Kind words, so short to speak, But whose echo is endless: The world is wide, — these things are small, They may be nothing, but they are All.
Side 92 - One by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.

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