Living to Christ, a mother's memorial of a departed daughter

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Page 145 - We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. " ' So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. " ' Our very hopes belied our fears ; Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. " ' For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed ; — she had Another morn...
Page 78 - We need not bid, for cloistered cell, Our neighbour and our work farewell, Nor strive to wind ourselves too high For sinful man beneath the sky: The trivial round, the common task, Would furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves; a road To bring us daily nearer God.
Page 142 - Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, Transported from this vale, to live And reign with thee above, Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full, supreme delight, And everlasting love.
Page 134 - When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee ; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee, When thou walkest through the fire Thou shalt not be burned, Neither shall the flame kindle upon thee. For I am the Lord thy God, The Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour...
Page 93 - Wherein I die, not live ; for life is straight, Straight as a line, and ever tends to thee, To thee, who art more far above deceit, Than deceit seems above simplicity. Give me simplicity, that I may live, So live and like, that I may know thy ways, Know them and practise them : then shall I give For this poor wreath, give thee a crown of praise.
Page 107 - Let us be patient! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapours ; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Page 38 - Even a child is known by his doings, whether his work be pure, and whether it be right.
Page 93 - LORD, I have loved the habitation of thy house, and the place where thine honour dwelleth.
Page 64 - all his desire is unto God, and to the remembrance of his name." Agreeable to this his one desire, is the one design of his life, namely, "not to do his own will, but the will of Him that sent him.
Page 134 - Was the orison* lost? Whence, then, that peace So dove-like, settling o'er a soul that loved Earth and its pleasures ? Whence that angel smile, With which the allurements of a world so dear Were counted and resigned...

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