Life on High Levels: Familiar Talks on the Conduct of Life

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Eaton & Mains, 1897 - Conduct of life - 320 pages

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Page 78 - One family we dwell in Him, One Church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death : One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now.
Page 18 - I ask Thee for the daily strength, To none that ask denied, And a mind to blend with outward life While keeping at Thy side ; Content to fill a little space, If Thou be glorified.
Page 260 - Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness He requireth. Is to feel your need of Him ; This He gives you : 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, Bruised and mangled by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all ; Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call.
Page 259 - WHEN I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.
Page 132 - I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky; And all around I heard you pass, Like ladies' skirts across the grass O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song! I saw the different things you did, But always you yourself you hid. I felt you push, I heard you call, I could not see yourself at all O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song!
Page 261 - MY faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine! Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; Oh, let me from this day Be wholly Thine!
Page 262 - O Lord and Master of us all! Whate'er our name or sign, We own thy sway, we hear thy call, We test our lives by thine.
Page 201 - But God is never so far off As even to be near ; He is within: our spirit is The home He holds most dear. To think of Him as by our side Is almost as untrue, As to remove His throne beyond Those skies of starry blue. So all the while I thought myself Homeless, forlorn, and weary, Missing my joy, I walked the earth, Myself God's sanctuary.
Page 259 - His dying crimson like a robe Spreads o'er his body on the tree, Then am I dead to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me.
Page 308 - Him," murmured the blind girl softly. r^HRIST our passover is sacrificed for us: therefore let us keep the feast ; not with the old leaven of malice and wickedness ; but with the unleavened bread of sincerity and truth.

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