The sainted dead, thoughts by a clergyman's widow

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Page 28 - And they cried with a loud voice, saying, "How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?" And white robes were given unto every one of them; and it was said unto them that they should rest yet for a little season, until their fellow servants also and their brethren, that should be killed as they were, should be fulfilled.
Page 19 - Thou art my father:" to the worm, "Thou art my mother, and my sister.
Page 1 - Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit! rest thee now! E'en while with ours thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house beneath! Soul, to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Page 14 - His head and his hairs were white like wool, as white as snow...
Page 24 - And these all, having obtained a good report through faith, received not the promise: God having provided some better thing for us, that they without us should not be made perfect.
Page 18 - LET me be with thee where thou art, My Saviour, my eternal Rest ! Then only will this longing heart Be fully, and for ever blest.
Page 12 - Who is gone into Heaven, and is on the Right Hand of God ; Angels and authorities and powers being made subject unto Him.
Page 12 - For Christ is not entered into the holy places made with hands, which are the figures of the true; but into heaven itself, now to appear in the presence of God for us...
Page 15 - And when I saw him, I fell at his feet as dead. And he laid his right hand upon me, saying unto me, "Fear not; I am the first and the last: I am he that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death.
Page 11 - For thee, O dear, dear Country, Mine eyes their vigils keep ; For very love, beholding Thy happy name, they weep. The mention of Thy glory Is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love, and life, and rest. O one, O only Mansion ! O Paradise of Joy...

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