English Hearts and English Hands: Or, The Railway and the Trenches

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R. Carter & brothers, 1860 - 356 pages
Stories of religious and philanthropic work among laborers.
 

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Page 87 - The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, 0 God, Thou wilt not despise.
Page 88 - Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will, to the praise of the glory of his grace, wherein he hath made us accepted in the Beloved ; in whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace...
Page 15 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus;" " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
Page 230 - FINALLY, brethren, pray for us, that the word of the Lord may have free course, and be glorified...
Page 171 - I'm constrained to be ! Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee : Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ; Prone to leave the God I love ; Here's my heart, oh take and seal it, Seal it from Thy courts above.
Page 134 - I WAS a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold ; I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I would not be controlled. I was a wayward child, I did not love my home, I did not love my Father's voice, I loved afar to roam.
Page 95 - Let him seek the Lord while He may be found, and call upon him while he is near.
Page 134 - What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it? And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost.
Page 58 - ALMIGHTY and immortal God, the aid of all that need, the helper of all that flee to thee for succour, the life of them that believe, and the resurrection of the dead...
Page 265 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.

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