Violet Douglas; or, The problems of life, Issue 11Seeley, Jackson, & Halliday, 1868 - 320 pages |
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Page 313 - THE billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wintry sky ; Out of the depths to Thee I call, My fears are great, my strength is small. O Lord, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm ; Defend me from each threatening ill, Control the waves, say,
Page 117 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Page 7 - A COMMENTARY ON THE REVELATION OF ST. John, considered as the Divine Book of History ; in which God has delineated what is now past, present, and to come; and decided beforehand the great 'questions of each succeeding age, and especially of our own.
Page 78 - STRIVE ; yet I do not promise The prize you dream of to-day Will not fade when you think to grasp it, And melt in your hand away ; But another and holier treasure, You would now perchance disdain Will come when your toil is over, And pay you for all your pain.
Page 214 - tis never-ending day. Every spring the sweet young flowers Open bright and gay, Till the chilly autumn hours Wither them away. There's a land we have not seen Where the trees are always green.
Page 1 - When the world's up, and every swarm abroad, Keep well thy temper, mix not with each clay ; Despatch necessities ; life hath a load Which must be carried on, and safely may ; Yet keep those cares without thee ; let the heart , Be God's alone, and choose the better part.
Page 32 - Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt.
Page 214 - Little birds sing songs of praise, All the summer long ; But in colder shorter days, They forget their song. There's a place where angels sing, Ceaseless praises to their King.
Page 234 - He was not all unhappy. His resolve Upbore him, and firm faith, and evermore Prayer from a living source within the will, And beating up thro' all the bitter world, Like fountains of sweet water in the sea, Kept him a living soul.
Page 314 - Amidst the roaring of the sea My soul still hangs her hope on thee ; Thy constant love, thy faithful care, Is all that saves me from despair.