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Page 53 - THERE is beyond the sky A heaven of joy and love ; And holy children, when they die, Go to that world above. There is a dreadful hell, And everlasting pains ; There sinners must with devils dwell In darkness, fire, and chains.
Page 57 - And she sought from her father a certificate to enter the City. ' We cannot doubt,' comments her father, 'Marion understood much of what was intended to be taught in that book, which Phillip says, in his life of John Bunyan, contains the essence of all theology. Certainly she was familiar with every step of the pathway of holiness trod by Christian, from the city of Destruction through the river of death to the Celestial City.
Page 78 - His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear ; With nails they fasten to the wood; His sacred limbs, exposed and bare, Or only cover'd with his blood.
Page 78 - His thorns and nails pierce through my heart, In every groan I bear a part ; I view his wounds with streaming eyes : But see, he bows his head and dies ! 3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, Wounded and dead, and bath'd in blood ! Behold his side, and venture near, The well of endless life is here.
Page 107 - Tis well to have one day in seven, That we may learn the way to heaven ; Or else we never should have thought About his worship as we ought. And every Sabbath should be passed As if we knew it were our last; For what would dying people give To have one Sabbath more to live !
Page 20 - At that time she would sometimes kneel down and would say: "' Mother, I am going to pray. What shall I say to God ?' '"Ask God to make you good and give you a new heart.' '"What is a new heart, mother?' "'This was familiarly explained,' writes her father, 'and at the same time she was particularly informed of the way of salvation by Jesus Christ, and the steps God had taken to save sinners. We endeavored to impress upon her mind that she was a sinner and needed forgiveness, and God would forgive...
Page 21 - " ' Ask God to make you good and give you a new heart.' '"What is a new heart, mother?' '"This was familiarly explained,' writes her father, 'and at the same time she was particularly informed of the way of salvation by Jesus Christ, and the steps God had taken to save sinners. We endeavored to impress upon her mind that she was a sinner and needed forgiveness, and God would forgive her sins and give her a new heart through Jesus Christ.
Page 23 - He adds, with conscientious caution, "If she was truly converted, we cannot tell when the change took place." Her parents hoped, however, after she had died two years later, that she had "entered 'the city of our God.
Page 74 - Reference has been made to the strong attachment Marion felt towards those little girls who were her companions at school ; and to be separated so much from their society as she necessarily was in winter, was a painful sacrifice to her feelings. Often, the last winter, would she amuse herself by weaving their names into rhyme, and in her way singing them over as she was engaged among her books and playthings.
Page 40 - And he ran to Eli, and said: Here am I, for thou calledst me.