The Value of CheerfulnessMary Minerva Barrows |
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... rest ? I'd rather He unlocked the day , And , as its hours swung open , say : " My will is best . " I cannot read his future plans , But this I know ; I have the smiling of his face And all the refuge of his grace While here below ...
... rest ? I'd rather He unlocked the day , And , as its hours swung open , say : " My will is best . " I cannot read his future plans , But this I know ; I have the smiling of his face And all the refuge of his grace While here below ...
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... rest- lessness and worry of the mart , to the midnight garden or the mountain top ! And like refresh- ment does a high faith , with its infinite prospects ever open to the heart , afford to the worn and weary . No laborious travels are ...
... rest- lessness and worry of the mart , to the midnight garden or the mountain top ! And like refresh- ment does a high faith , with its infinite prospects ever open to the heart , afford to the worn and weary . No laborious travels are ...
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... rest and pass out of sight ? In such a dark hour , oh , isn't it sweet To be praised for your worth , your work or might ? Perhaps you met some one a moment ago Who felt , O friend , as you often do , Who , had you paused a fair word to ...
... rest and pass out of sight ? In such a dark hour , oh , isn't it sweet To be praised for your worth , your work or might ? Perhaps you met some one a moment ago Who felt , O friend , as you often do , Who , had you paused a fair word to ...
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... world is at its best : Whene'er you drop a tear , lad , It saddens all the rest . Smile on don't mind the knocks , lad , Just keep your own heart true Play you're the golden sunshine And let the sky be 16 THE VALUE OF.
... world is at its best : Whene'er you drop a tear , lad , It saddens all the rest . Smile on don't mind the knocks , lad , Just keep your own heart true Play you're the golden sunshine And let the sky be 16 THE VALUE OF.
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... rest in un- visited tombs . George Eliot . " I can forgive , but I cannot forget , " is only another way of saying , “ I will not forgive . ” A forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note , torn in two and burned up , so that it never ...
... rest in un- visited tombs . George Eliot . " I can forgive , but I cannot forget , " is only another way of saying , “ I will not forgive . ” A forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note , torn in two and burned up , so that it never ...
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Anon beautiful better blessing bloom blue burdens C. H. Spurgeon clouds comfort courage dark dear delight duty earth Ella Wheeler Wilcox Emerson Epictetus eyes face faith fear feel flower fret George Eliot George MacDonald gift give glad go gipsying God's grow hand happy hath heaven Helen Hunt Jackson Henry Van Dyke hope hour John Ruskin keep a-livin kind laugh life's light live mind morning ness never night Nixon Waterman o'er ourselves pain pass peace Phillips Brooks pleasure praise R. L. Stevenson rest restless heart Robert Louis Stevenson Ruskin seek shine sing skies smile song somewhere sorrow soul spirit summer sunshine sweet sympathy tears tell thank thee There's thine things thou thought to-morrow trouble true twill weary woman wonder word worry
Popular passages
Page 139 - I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving: To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it, — but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.
Page 125 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Page 173 - When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green ; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen ; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away ; Young blood must have its course, lad. And every dog his day.
Page 115 - Be strong! We are not here to play, to dream, to drift; We have hard work to do, and loads to lift; Shun not the struggle — face it; 'tis God's gift.
Page 7 - Think, every morning when the sun peeps through The dim, leaf-latticed windows of the grove, How jubilant the happy birds renew Their old, melodious madrigals of love ! And when you think of this, remember, too, 'Tis always morning somewhere, and above The awakening continents, from shore to shore, Somewhere the birds are singing evermore.
Page 192 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Page 105 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail , Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale ; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.
Page 186 - NOW thank we all our God with heart and hands and voices, who wondrous things hath done, in whom his world rejoices; who from our mother's arms hath blessed us on our way with countless gifts of love, and still is ours to-day.
Page 70 - Prayer is the contemplation of the facts of life from the highest point of view. It is the soliloquy of a beholding and jubilant soul. It is the spirit of God pronouncing his works good.
Page 179 - The day returns and brings us the petty round of irritating concerns and duties. Help us to play the man. help us to perform them with laughter and kind faces, let cheerfulness abound with industry. Give...