Religious Consolation ...

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Walker, Wise,, 1863 - Consolation - 227 pages

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Page 139 - Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; a land of darkness, as darkness itself, and of the shadow of death, without any order and where the light is as darkness.
Page 147 - But as touching the resurrection of the dead, have ye not read that which was spoken unto you by God, saying, I am the God of Abraham, and the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob ? God is not the God of the dead, but of the living.
Page 51 - Yet not to thine eternal resting-place Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Page x - Give to the winds thy fears, Hope and be undismayed ; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head.
Page 130 - MY God, I thank thee ! may no thought E'er deem thy chastisements severe; But may this heart, by sorrow taught, Calm each wild wish, each idle fear. 2 Thy mercy bids all nature bloom ; The sun shines bright, and man is gay; Thine equal mercy spreads the gloom, That darkens o'er his little day.
Page 52 - The hills, Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun ; the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between ; The venerable woods ; rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Page 216 - The winds breathe low ; the withering leaf Scarce whispers from the tree ; So gently flows the parting breath, When good men cease to be.
Page 195 - Thou sendest thy darker spirits down, I can discern thy light afar, Thy light sweet beaming through thy frown ; And, should I faint a moment, then I think of thee, and smile again.
Page 174 - BLESSED ARE THEY THAT MOURN." OH, deem not they are blest alone Whose lives a peaceful tenor keep ; The Power who pities man, has shown A blessing for the eyes that weep. The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears; And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years.
Page 16 - is for the present not joyous, but grievous ; nevertheless, it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness to them who are exercised thereby.

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