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Pagina vi
... Faith - Letters Miracles to Sir William Cope - A Happy Christmas . 77 CHAPTER XVIII 1859. AGED 40 on Sanitary Work - First Sermon at Buckingham Palace — Queen's Chaplaincy - First Visit to Windsor - Letter to an Atheist - To Artists ...
... Faith - Letters Miracles to Sir William Cope - A Happy Christmas . 77 CHAPTER XVIII 1859. AGED 40 on Sanitary Work - First Sermon at Buckingham Palace — Queen's Chaplaincy - First Visit to Windsor - Letter to an Atheist - To Artists ...
Pagina 50
... faith in ' time and light . ' I shall see what is the truth some day , and if I do not some one else will , which is far more important . . . . " C. K. THE HE year 1857 opened brightly on Charles Kingsley , for it found him , for the ...
... faith in ' time and light . ' I shall see what is the truth some day , and if I do not some one else will , which is far more important . . . . " C. K. THE HE year 1857 opened brightly on Charles Kingsley , for it found him , for the ...
Pagina 51
... faith and patience enough to justify Him when the punishment comes . . . . Many thanks for your wholesome letter the rightest letter I have had for many a day . It has taught me a great deal , dear old man ; and you are nearer to God ...
... faith and patience enough to justify Him when the punishment comes . . . . Many thanks for your wholesome letter the rightest letter I have had for many a day . It has taught me a great deal , dear old man ; and you are nearer to God ...
Pagina 66
... one of our universities , who had had no settled faith for years : " I write for your soul's comfort . Poor dear attributed his being convinced of sin , and driven to seek Two Years Ago 67 Christ the Lord and Saviour , 66 Charles Kingsley.
... one of our universities , who had had no settled faith for years : " I write for your soul's comfort . Poor dear attributed his being convinced of sin , and driven to seek Two Years Ago 67 Christ the Lord and Saviour , 66 Charles Kingsley.
Pagina 71
... faith " In Jesus Christ His Only Son Our Lord . " His text was Ps . ii . 1-4 . The be- ginning was like " a cry of agony to God , " as he spoke of · " . those stories which turn women's blood cold with horror , and turn men's blood hot ...
... faith " In Jesus Christ His Only Son Our Lord . " His text was Ps . ii . 1-4 . The be- ginning was like " a cry of agony to God , " as he spoke of · " . those stories which turn women's blood cold with horror , and turn men's blood hot ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 260 - The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark.
Pagina 325 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Pagina 252 - Or the unseen genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high-embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
Pagina 327 - Who although he be God and Man, yet he is not two but one Christ; one, not by conversion of the godhead into flesh, but by taking of the manhood into God; one altogether, not by confusion of substance, but by unity of Person.
Pagina 350 - And further, by these, my son, be admonished : of making many books there is no end ; and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
Pagina 98 - And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear : ' O just and faithful knight of God ! Ride on ! the prize is near.
Pagina 36 - That to the world are children ; Through them it feels the glow Of a brighter and sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below. Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what are all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said ; For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead.
Pagina 400 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name ; I am all unrighteousness ; False, and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Pagina 400 - Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin : Let the healing streams abound : Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art. Freely let me take of thee : Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity.
Pagina 252 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light: There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced choir below, In service high, and anthems clear, As may with sweetness through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.