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Pagina 65 - And he was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow: and they awake him, and say unto him, Master, carest thou not that we perish? 39 And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still.
Pagina 141 - And when they had sung an hymn, they went out into the mount of Olives. And Jesus saith unto them, All ye shall be offended because of me this night : for it is written, I will smite the shepherd, and the sheep shall be scattered. But after that I am risen, I will go before you into Galilee.
Pagina 85 - And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes: and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus saith unto them,
Pagina 13 - Mesurado's height. The palm-tree o'er him waving, The grass above his head, The stream his clay-couch laving, All — all proclaim him dead : Dead ! but alive in glory, — A conqueror at rest ; — Embalmed in sacred story, And crowned amidst the blest. A martyr's grave encloses His wearied frame at last...
Pagina 14 - The moon's lone chain of mountains, The plain where Carthage stood, Jugurtha's ancient fountains, And Teembo's palmy wood, Are wild with notes of sorrow, Above their sainted friend, To whom there cornea no morrow. But glory without end.
Pagina 86 - And as he journeyed, he came near Damascus; and suddenly there shined round about him a light from heaven; and he fell to the earth and heard a voice saying unto him, Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou me?
Pagina 81 - Yet — time hath hurried by, We part in tears. The wreath is sore and dry, No more it cheers ; But memory o'er the urn Of past joys moves, And speaks in words that burn Of those she loves. And we...
Pagina 141 - ... separation came, the last tones in which his voice uttered itself, were heard in song. What could have been their hymn? Its sentiments and feelings, they who can appreciate the occasion, may perhaps conceive, but what were its words? Beloved disciple, why didst thou not record them? They should have been sung in every nation, and language and clime. We would have fixed them in our hearts, and taught them to our children, and when we came together, to commemorate our Redeemer's sufferings, we...