Scripture truths for daily meditation [a Scripture text and a verse for every day in the year, compiled by J.C.O.].

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J. C. O.
Gall&Inglis, 1873 - Bible - 192 pages

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Page 60 - He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Page 145 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, " Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast !" I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live...
Page 152 - Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun of righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings: Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing,
Page 93 - I heard the voice of Jesus say, I am this dark world's light, Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright. I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him my star, my sun ; And in that light of life I'll walk Till travelling days are done.
Page 150 - 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...
Page 133 - Holy, Holy, Holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art Holy : there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity.
Page 19 - Joy of all the meek ! To those who fall, how kind thou art ! How good to those who seek...
Page 180 - Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled, And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world, Above its sad and lowly...
Page 36 - Lord, how happy should we be If we could cast our care on Thee, If we from self could rest ; And feel at heart that One above, In perfect wisdom, perfect love, Is working for the best.
Page 103 - Holy, holy, holy, all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be.

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