Readings from Lectures to Working MenJ. H. Micklem, 1867 - 12 sider |
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Side 13
... nature you have a great aversion to dirt in every form , whether it shows itself upon the kitchen floor or upon Master Harry's face . But you are placed in discouraging circumstances . There is no pleasure in scouring a table which is ...
... nature you have a great aversion to dirt in every form , whether it shows itself upon the kitchen floor or upon Master Harry's face . But you are placed in discouraging circumstances . There is no pleasure in scouring a table which is ...
Side 14
... nature , and more than is possible to any but the noble , much - enduring , self - sacrificing nature of a true woman , but it is a right good work . Ask God , who notes the heart's most secret sorrows , to help you . Pray to Him to ...
... nature , and more than is possible to any but the noble , much - enduring , self - sacrificing nature of a true woman , but it is a right good work . Ask God , who notes the heart's most secret sorrows , to help you . Pray to Him to ...
Side 45
... natural affection would inspire them to twine their arms about each other and thus float down together to a common grave . But though the morbid traveller by the cheap special trip , a day or two after , saw the bodies of that brother ...
... natural affection would inspire them to twine their arms about each other and thus float down together to a common grave . But though the morbid traveller by the cheap special trip , a day or two after , saw the bodies of that brother ...
Side 49
... nature smiling back again to God — a grateful creation , humbly conscious of its charms , smiling on a kind Creator , proudly scanning His own handiwork - a lovely world laughing in lightsome joy , as its mighty Maker looked ...
... nature smiling back again to God — a grateful creation , humbly conscious of its charms , smiling on a kind Creator , proudly scanning His own handiwork - a lovely world laughing in lightsome joy , as its mighty Maker looked ...
Side 51
... nature ! Let me hear once more the lark's first anthem to the morning sun , or the nightingale's late vesper to the moon and stars ; but take me from this place , or I must die ! Thus the world , upon its cloudy side at least , seems to ...
... nature ! Let me hear once more the lark's first anthem to the morning sun , or the nightingale's late vesper to the moon and stars ; but take me from this place , or I must die ! Thus the world , upon its cloudy side at least , seems to ...
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amidst amongst angel Band of Hope black country bless blood bosom breast breath bright brow child Christ cloth cold conscience dark death door drunken earth eternal eyes face fancy Farewell father fire flower footsteps gentle gilt girl gleam glory Grundy hand happy head hear heart heaven hell human husband Hymns John Ashworth kiss knees knock Lamb of God Lancashire laughing libertine Liberty Hall light lips lisping Loch Lomond look Lord Manchester minister morning mother mother's pride never night orphan parsons peace poor pray prayer prison round sacred Saturday review scene seems sigh silence smile song sorrow soul sound spirit Strange Tales street Sunday School sweet tears tell tender thing thou throne to-morrow TONIC SOL-FA trembling voice widow's weeds wife woman words workhouse yonder
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Side 12 - I need Thy presence every passing hour : What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, LORD, abide with me.
Side 12 - When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O, abide with me ! Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see ; O, Thou...
Side 59 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss, — Ah, that maternal smile ! it answers — Yes. I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — It was.
Side 59 - Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes...
Side 12 - Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away : Change and decay in all around I see ; 0 Thou Who changest not, abide with me.
Side 12 - Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!
Side 70 - He that from dross would win the precious ore, Bends o'er the crucible an earnest eye, The subtle, searching process to explore, Lest the one brilliant moment should pass by, When in the molten silver's virgin mass He meets his pictured face, as in a glass. Thus in God's furnace are his people tried ; Thrice happy they who to the end endure ; But who the fiery trial may abide ? — Who from the crucible come forth so pure, That He, whose eyes of flame look through the whole, May see his image perfect...
Side 37 - tis wiser than sitting aside, And dreaming and sighing and waiting the tide. In life's earnest battle they only prevail — Who daily march onward, and never say fail!
Side 12 - Come not in terrors, as the King of kings; But kind and good, with healing in thy wings, Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me.
Side 107 - Comfort and hope to the poor orphan child. Ev'n should I fall o'er the broken bridge passing, Or stray in the marshes, by false lights beguiled, Still will my Father, with promise and blessing, Take to His bosom the poor orphan child.