A Family Prayer Book and Private Manual: To which are Added Forms for Religious Societies and Schools, with a Collection of Hymns, المجلد 1

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B.H. Greene, 1833 - 348 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 52 - Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear Him. For he knoweth our frame ; He remembereth that we are dust.
الصفحة 142 - Out of whose womb came the ice? and the hoary frost of heaven, who hath gendered it? The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen.
الصفحة 92 - That it may please thee to bring into the way of truth all such as have erred, and are deceived; We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord.
الصفحة 160 - ALMIGHTY God, the fountain of all wisdom, Who knowest our necessities before we ask, and our ignorance in asking ; We beseech Thee to have compassion upon our infirmities ; and those things, which for our unworthiness we dare not, and for our blindness we cannot ask, vouchsafe to give us, for the worthiness of Thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord.
الصفحة 321 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
الصفحة 77 - More especially, we pray for the good estate of the Catholic Church; that it may be so guided and governed by Thy good Spirit, that all who profess and call themselves Christians may be led into the way of truth, and hold the faith in unity of spirit, in the bond of peace, and in righteousness of life.
الصفحة 182 - O death, where is thy sting ? O grave, where is thy victory? Thanks be to God, who giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
الصفحة 76 - O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the Lord our maker. For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.
الصفحة 348 - Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day.
الصفحة 347 - Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

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