Lorette: The History of Louise, Daughter of a Canadian Nun, Exhibiting the Interior of Female Convents

Front Cover
Charles Small, 1834 - Anti-Catholicism - 208 pages

From inside the book

Selected pages

Other editions - View all

Common terms and phrases

Popular passages

Page 166 - I, even I, am he that comforteth you: who art thou, that thou shouldest be afraid of a man that shall die, and of the son of man which shall be made as grass...
Page xv - midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress!
Page 167 - For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory; While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal. For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
Page 105 - My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him. He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved.
Page 166 - Fear not, I am with thee ; be not dismayed, I am thy God ; I will strengthen thee, yea, I will help thee, yea I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.
Page 171 - Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death ; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.
Page 193 - And hold communion there with God. Night is the time for death; When all around is peace, Calmly to yield the weary breath, From sin and suffering cease; Think of heaven's bliss, and give the sign To parting friends : — such death be mine ! ASPIRATIONS OF YOUTH.
Page 105 - LORD, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me. 2 Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned of his mother: my soul is even as a weaned child.
Page 201 - O that I had wings like a dove ! For then would I fly away, and be at rest.
Page 204 - For in this we groan, earnestly desiring to be clothed upon with our house which is from heaven — that mortality might be swallowed up of life.

Bibliographic information