Memoir of Mary L. Ware, Wife of Henry Ware, Jr

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Страница 87 - I will take the cup of salvation, and call upon the name of the Lord : I will pay my vows unto the Lord now in the presence of all his people.
Страница 333 - The voice of prayer at the sable bier! A voice to sustain, to soothe, and to cheer. It commends the spirit to God who gave ; It lifts the thoughts from the cold, dark grave; It points to the glory where He shall reign, Who whispered, " Thy brother shall rise again.
Страница 44 - Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me ; for I am meek and lowly of heart, and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
Страница 81 - The imperfect offices of prayer and praise, His mind was a thanksgiving to the power That made him ; it was blessedness and love!
Страница 80 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of •visitation from the Hying God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired.
Страница 44 - He that loveth houses or land, gold or silver, more than me, is not worthy of me — and he that forsaketh not all that he hath, cannot be my disciple.
Страница 79 - I must set about some new study or dry book, if I cannot find some animate subject to interest and fix my mind. There is a little deaf and dumb girl just opposite to us, and if I knew the process I would teach her to read. I must have something to do which will rouse my mind to exertion. I have employment enough, but it is not of my mind, and that is unfortunately one which will retrograde if it does not progress.
Страница 9 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
Страница 144 - She took up her quarters with the poor bereaved mother, and was able to be a great comfort to her, by long talks at night, when all was still, showing her the way to the only true comfort, of which the poor, ill-taught young woman had hitherto known little. At the week's end, however, poor Bessy sickened...
Страница 156 - Nothing can exceed the kindness of this family to me," she writes ; " indeed, I am made to feel that I am at home with them as if I had always belonged to them. After all I have had to suffer, it is almost like the rest of the Sabbath to the weary laborer ; and, if kindness and petting will cure one, I shall soon recover all I may have lost during my dreadful siege at Oamotherly.

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