Incidents and Anecdotes of Rev. Edward T. Taylor: For Over Forty Years Pastor of the Seaman's Bethel, Boston

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B. B. Russell, 1872 - Boston (Mass.) - 445 pages

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Page 155 - The land of Zabulon, and the land of Nephthalim, by the way of the sea, beyond Jordan, Galilee of the Gentiles ; the people which sat in darkness saw great light ; and to them which sat in the region and shadow of death light is sprung up.
Page 207 - So, take and use Thy work, Amend what flaws may lurk, What strain o' the stuff, what warpings past the aim! My times be in Thy hand ! Perfect the cup as planned ! Let age approve of youth, and death complete the same ! PEOSPICE Fear death?
Page 103 - Blessed be the Lord God, the God of Israel, who only doeth wondrous things. And blessed be his glorious name for ever: and let the whole earth be filled with his glory; Amen, and Amen.
Page 189 - My sprightly neighbour, gone before To that unknown and silent shore, Shall we not meet, as heretofore, Some summer morning, When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning?
Page 167 - Serene will be our days ; and bright And happy will our nature be, When love is an unerring light And joy its own security.
Page 199 - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
Page 188 - Hail, great Immanuel, all divine! In thee thy Father's glories shine ; Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest One, That eyes have seen or angels known.
Page 52 - Tropic, — a tide of inspiration and of blessing unto " all that go down to the sea in ships, and do business on the great waters.
Page 207 - But I need, now as then, Thee, God, who mouldest men; And since, not even while the whirl was worst, Did I — to the wheel of life With shapes and colours rife, Bound dizzily — mistake my end, to slake thy thirst: So, take and use thy work: Amend what flaws may lurk, What strain o' the stuff, what warpings past the aim) My times be in thy hand!
Page 112 - And he led them forth by the right way, That they might go to a city of habitation. Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness, And for his wonderful works to the children of men ! For he satisfieth the longing soul, And filleth the hungry soul with goodness.

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