Discourses on Human Nature, Human Life, and the Nature of ReligionC. S. Francis & Company, 1847 - 396 pages |
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... ! ( we are ready to exclaim , ) what human heart does not cherish you ? Bright cloud that hath passed on with " the sacramental host of God's elect , " through ages ! -how dark and desolate but for you 38 ON HUMAN NATURE .
... ! ( we are ready to exclaim , ) what human heart does not cherish you ? Bright cloud that hath passed on with " the sacramental host of God's elect , " through ages ! -how dark and desolate but for you 38 ON HUMAN NATURE .
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... hath he done ? " or shall conclude that he is going mad with fanaticism , or is on the point of losing his reason ? No , truly ; the dread infatuation is on the part of those who weep not ? It is the negligent world , that is fanatical ...
... hath he done ? " or shall conclude that he is going mad with fanaticism , or is on the point of losing his reason ? No , truly ; the dread infatuation is on the part of those who weep not ? It is the negligent world , that is fanatical ...
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... hath , and he will curse thee to thy face ! " It is done ; and Job is stripped of his possessions , servants , children - all . And Job falls down upon the ground and worships ; and says , " The Lord gave , the Lord hath taken away ...
... hath , and he will curse thee to thy face ! " It is done ; and Job is stripped of his possessions , servants , children - all . And Job falls down upon the ground and worships ; and says , " The Lord gave , the Lord hath taken away ...
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... hath some traits of that sacredness left upon him ; something so much in discordance perhaps with his general repute , that he hides it from all around him ; some sanctuary in his soul , where no one may enter ; some sacred en- closure ...
... hath some traits of that sacredness left upon him ; something so much in discordance perhaps with his general repute , that he hides it from all around him ; some sanctuary in his soul , where no one may enter ; some sacred en- closure ...
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... hath many a poet said ; and can he who made those hea- vens , sublime and beautiful , wish us any harm ? Were you made lord of those heavens , could you hurl down unrecking sorrow and disaster upon the poor tremblers beneath you ? God ...
... hath many a poet said ; and can he who made those hea- vens , sublime and beautiful , wish us any harm ? Were you made lord of those heavens , could you hurl down unrecking sorrow and disaster upon the poor tremblers beneath you ? God ...
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Page 314 - Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; a land of darkness, as darkness itself, and of the shadow of death, without any order and where the light is as darkness.
Page 89 - Doth Job fear God for nought? Hast not thou made an hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land. But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face.
Page 85 - She crieth at the gates, at the entry of the city, at the coming in at the doors: "Unto you, O men, I call; and my voice is to the sons of man.
Page 123 - It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, ""Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Page 243 - Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died. But I know, that even now, whatsoever them wilt ask of God, God will give it thee.
Page 261 - And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men have loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil ;
Page 158 - Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except ye eat the flesh of the Son of man, and drink his blood, ye have no life in you. Whoso eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, hath eternal life ; and I will raise him up at the last day. For my flesh is meat indeed, and my blood is drink indeed. He that eateth my flesh, and drinketh my blood, dwelleth in me, and I in him.
Page 356 - ... how to be ; loving, in reverent thoughts of the good God, and in kind thoughts of all his children. It is plain, not easy, not in that sense natural; but natural in its accordance with all the loftiest sentiments of thy nature, easy in this, that nothing ever sat with such perfect peace and calm upon thy soul as that will. It is so plain, that he who runs, may read. It is the way in which fools need not err. "For what doth the Lord require of thee," saith the prophet, indignant at the complaint...
Page 99 - Life, which in this solitude, with the mind's organ, I could hear, was no longer a maddening discord, but a melting one ; like inarticulate cries, and sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear of Heaven are prayers.
Page 200 - One fatal remembrance — one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes To which Life nothing darker nor brighter can bring, For which joy hath no balm — and affliction no sting.