The Foster Family, California Pioneers: First Overland Trip, 1849 : Second Overland Trip, 1852 : Third Overland Trip, 1853 : Fourth Trip (via Panama), 1857

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Roxana Cheney Foster, Lucy Ann Foster Sexton
Schauer Printing Studio, Incorporated, 1925 - California - 285 pages

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Page 284 - SPIRIT in the inner man ; that CHRIST may dwell in your hearts by faith ; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend, with all saints, what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height ; and to know the love of CHRIST, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of GOD.
Page 262 - By faith Moses, when he was come to years, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh's daughter ; choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of GOD, than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season...
Page 284 - For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, that he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man...
Page 269 - He that is down needs fear no fall; He that is low no pride; He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Page 285 - Let Fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear.
Page 285 - All are scattered now and fled, Some are married, some are dead; And when I ask with throbs of pain, "Ah! when shall they all meet again?" As in the days long since gone by, The ancient timepiece makes reply, — "Forever — never ! Never — forever!
Page 262 - Choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of God, than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season; "Esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures of Egypt: for he had respect unto the recompense of the reward.
Page 284 - WHEN eyes are beaming What never tongue might tell, When tears are streaming From their crystal cell ; When hands are linked that dread to part. And heart is met by throbbing heart, Oh ! bitter, bitter is the smart Of them that bid farewell ! When hope is chidden That fain of bliss would tell.
Page 275 - Yes ! I hasten from you gladly, From the scenes I love so well ; Far away, ye billows ! bear me ; ' Lovely native land ! — farewell ! Pleased I leave thee, Far in heathen lands to dwell.
Page 266 - FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes. There is a calm, a sure retreat: 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.

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