Readings for winter gatherings, temperance and mothers' meetings, etc. Ed. by J. Fleming

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James Fleming
1870
 

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Page 94 - Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea. they may forget, yet will I not forget thee.
Page 20 - Should I leave my wine, which cheereth God and man, and go to be promoted over the trees ? Then said all the trees unto the bramble, Come thou, and reign over us. And the bramble said unto the trees, If in truth ye anoint me king over you, then come and put your trust in my shadow : and if not, let fire come out of the bramble, and devour the cedars of Lebanon.
Page 160 - A POOR wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief, That I could never answer, Nay. I had not power to ask his name, Whither he went, or whence he came, Yet there was something in his eye That won my love, I knew not why.
Page 26 - I say unto you, love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you and persecute you. That you may be the children of your Father which is in heaven...
Page 159 - Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, and the man that getteth understanding. For the merchandise of it is better than the merchandise of silver, and the gain thereof than fine gold.
Page 53 - We bid,' said Pest and Famine, 'We bid for life and limb; Fever and pain and squalor Their bright young eyes shall dim. When the children grow too many, We'll nurse them as our own, And hide them in secret places, Where none may hear their moan.
Page 207 - ... tis an inference plain, That Marriage is just like a Devonshire lane. But thinks I too, these banks within which we are pent, With bud, blossom, and berry, are richly besprent ; And the conjugal fence which forbids us to roam, Looks lovely, when deck'd with the comforts of home.
Page 49 - Then stole we softly up above And knelt by Mary, child of love. "Perhaps for her 'twould better be," I said to John. Quite silently He lifted up a curl that lay Across her cheek in willful way, And shook his head. "Nay, love, not thee, The while my heart beat audibly.
Page 62 - A nameless man, amid a crowd that thronged the daily mart, Let fall a word of Hope and Love, unstudied, from the heart; A whisper on the tumult thrown,—a transitory breath,— It raised a brother from the dust; it saved a soul from death.
Page 87 - The beginning of strife is as when one letteth out water : therefore leave off contention, before it be meddled with.

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