Mick Tracy, the Irish Scripture reader, by W.A.C.

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1863
 

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Seite 308 - If Thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize, it ne'er was mine; I only yield Thee what was Thine : Thy will be done.
Seite 308 - Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, Thy will be done ! 7.
Seite 82 - And every one that hath forsaken houses, or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands, for my name's sake, shall receive an hundredfold, and shall inherit everlasting life.
Seite 32 - Not far from hence doth dwell A cunning man, hight Sidrophel, That deals in destiny's dark counsels, And sage opinions of the moon sells ; To whom all people, far and near, On deep importances repair ; When brass and pewter hap to stray, And linen slinks out of the way ; When geese and pullen are...
Seite 159 - For this shall every one that is godly pray unto Thee in a time when Thou mayest be found: Surely in the floods of great waters they shall not come nigh unto him.
Seite 308 - MY God, my Father, while I stray Far from my home, on life's rough way, O teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done.
Seite 174 - From first to last, this ray of sacred light, This lamp, from off the everlasting throne, Mercy took down, and in the night of Time Stood, casting on the dark her gracious bow ; And evermore heseeching men, with tears And earnest sighs, to read, believe, and live.
Seite 251 - OD is our refuge in distress, ^^ A present help when dangers press, In him, undaunted we'll confide ; Though earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost, Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 2 A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our Lord shall fill, The royal seat of God most high : God dwells in Sion, whose fair towers Shall mock th' assaults of earthly powers, While his almighty aid is nigh.
Seite 302 - Too justly I may fear ! Still caring, despairing, Must be my bitter doom ; My woes here shall close ne'er, But with the closing tomb...
Seite 152 - Though still my best thoughts are but poor, I say, he's my meat and my drink, My life, and my strength, and my store ; My Shepherd, my Husband, my Friend, My Saviour from sin and from thrall ; My hope from beginning to end, My portion, my Lord, and my All.

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