Agnes Grahame, deaconess, by M.A.M.

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1879
 

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Page 186 - He had become to her heart as one who is dead, and not absent ; Patience, and abnegation of self, and devotion to others, This was the lesson a life of trial and sorrow had taught her. So was her love diffused, but, like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling the air with aroma. Other hope had she none, nor wish in life, but to follow Meekly, with reverent steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour.
Page 109 - And He said, So is the kingdom of God, as if a man should cast seed into the ground; and should sleep, and rise night and day, and the seed should spring and grow up, he knoweth not how.
Page 35 - JUST as I am, without one plea But that Thy Blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come...
Page 7 - There's a home for little children, Above the bright blue sky, Where Jesus reigns in glory, A home of peace and joy ; No home on earth is like it, Nor can with it compare, For every one is happy, Nor can be happier there.
Page 142 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Page 163 - All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow, All the aching of heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured,
Page 195 - The Three Heavens. The First Heaven, or World of Air. The Second Heaven, or "World of Stars. The Third Heaven, or Heaven of Heavens. By the Rev. Josiah Crampton, MA, Author of
Page 135 - He liveth long who liveth well — All other life is short and vain — He liveth longest who can tell Of living most for heavenly gain.
Page 153 - No; earth has angels, though their forms are moulded, But of such clay as fashions all below ; Though harps are wanting, and bright pinions folded, We know them by the love-light on their brow. I have seen angels by the sick one's pillow; Theirs was the soft tone and the soundless tread ; Where smitten hearts were drooping like the willow, They stood " between the living and the dead.

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