The Children's Great Texts of the Bible, Volume 3James Hastings C. Scribner's sons, 1920 - Children's sermons |
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Page 275 - 'weep! 'weep! 'weep! 'weep!' So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, That curl'd like a lamb's back, was shav'd: so I said 'Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair.
Page 284 - And a man shall be as an hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest ; as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.
Page 77 - I HAVE a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow — Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.
Page 274 - When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry
Page 271 - For the bed is shorter than that a man can stretch himself on it: and the covering narrower than that he can wrap himself in it.
Page 7 - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Page 159 - There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.
Page 66 - I may have but a minute to speak to you. My dear, be a good man - be virtuous - be religious - be a good man. Nothing else will give you any comfort when you come to lie here.
Page 104 - Though it rains, like the rain of the flood, little man, And the clouds are forbidding and thick, You can make the sun shine in your soul, little man. Do something for somebody, quick!
Page 147 - Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb, And pulled out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!