The New Hebrides and Christian Missions: With a Sketch of the Labour Traffic, and Notes of a Cruise Through the Group by the Mission Vessel

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J. Nisbet & Company, 1880 - 485
 

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Strona 116 - The Scriptures principally teach what man is to believe concerning God, and what duty God requires of man.
Strona 363 - Servants of God!— or sons Shall I not call you ? because Not as servants ye knew Your Father's innermost mind, His, who unwillingly sees One of his little ones lost — Yours is the praise, if mankind Hath not as yet in its march Fainted, and fallen, and died!
Strona 268 - God, the Saviour, is preparing Means to spread his truth abroad : Every language Soon shall tell the love of God.
Strona 138 - Convince a man against his will, He's of the same opinion still.
Strona 347 - And thou an angel's happiness shalt know,— Shalt bless the earth ; while, in the world above, The good begun by thee shall onward flow In many a branching stream, and wider grow; The seed that in these few and fleeting hours, Thy hands unsparing and unwearied sow, Shall deck thy grave with amaranthine flowers, And yield thee fruits divine in Heaven's immortal bowers.
Strona 439 - DEEP in the wave is a coral grove, Where the purple mullet and gold-fish rove, Where the sea-flower spreads its leaves of blue, That never are wet with falling dew, But in bright and changeful beauty shine, Far down in the green and glassy brine.
Strona 363 - Then, in such hour of need Of your fainting, dispirited race Ye, like angels, appear, Radiant with ardor divine ! Beacons of hope, ye appear ! Languor is not in your heart, Weakness is not in your word, Weariness not on your brow.
Strona 262 - Her horn ; the equal land without a lord ; The wish — which ages have not yet subdued In man — to have no master save his mood...
Strona 372 - These words spake Jesus, and lifted up his eyes to heaven, and said, Father, the hour is come; glorify thy Son, that thy Son also may glorify thee...
Strona 427 - ROLL on, thou mighty ocean; And, as thy billows flow, Bear messengers of mercy To every land below. Arise, ye gales, and waft them Safe to the destined shore ; That man may sit in darkness, And death's black shade, no more.

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