Readings from Lectures to Working MenJ. H. Micklem, 1867 - 12 sider |
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... TO - DAY AND TO - MORROW SIN AND SORROW PAGE . 1 6 10 13 17 21 23 26 28 29 32 35 38 42 47 52 54 60 65 68 69 72 75 23 SILENCE IN COURT 77 DRUNKENNESS CRIME AND ITS PUNISHMENT THE.
... TO - DAY AND TO - MORROW SIN AND SORROW PAGE . 1 6 10 13 17 21 23 26 28 29 32 35 38 42 47 52 54 60 65 68 69 72 75 23 SILENCE IN COURT 77 DRUNKENNESS CRIME AND ITS PUNISHMENT THE.
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Arthur Mursell. sousing Master Harry's grimy face into the tub , if it is to ... to keep the home of an intemperate working - man decent , is the pursuit of ... morrow , and to - morrow again ; and I fancy you'll succeed in making a man ...
Arthur Mursell. sousing Master Harry's grimy face into the tub , if it is to ... to keep the home of an intemperate working - man decent , is the pursuit of ... morrow , and to - morrow again ; and I fancy you'll succeed in making a man ...
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Arthur Mursell. The night rolled slowly by , and the morning sun fell upon the ... to take a last fond look before the coffin - lid shall shut the vision out ... morrow - I can't pray now - give me my hat ! " The door has swung upon its ...
Arthur Mursell. The night rolled slowly by , and the morning sun fell upon the ... to take a last fond look before the coffin - lid shall shut the vision out ... morrow - I can't pray now - give me my hat ! " The door has swung upon its ...
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... the riven tomb and the reanimated clay , that hour , when the jarring interests , the grasping ambition , the stormy passions of mankind , shall be swamped and lost in one unmingled awe . The day , indeed , will come to which no morrow ...
... the riven tomb and the reanimated clay , that hour , when the jarring interests , the grasping ambition , the stormy passions of mankind , shall be swamped and lost in one unmingled awe . The day , indeed , will come to which no morrow ...
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... to approve the mere fabric of a lecture ? Would not some of us be caught counting on the chances of loss or gain awaiting us on the morrow ? How many would be found with hearts uplifted before God , and with willing souls , ready to depart ...
... to approve the mere fabric of a lecture ? Would not some of us be caught counting on the chances of loss or gain awaiting us on the morrow ? How many would be found with hearts uplifted before God , and with willing souls , ready to depart ...
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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.