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J. Van Court, 1854

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421 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled : thou takest away- their breath, they die, and return to their dust. Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created : and thou renewest the face of the earth.
324 ÆäÀÌÁö - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine. And all things fair and bright are thine!
131 ÆäÀÌÁö - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
419 ÆäÀÌÁö - But there was none like unto Ahab, which did sell himself to work wickedness in the sight of the LORD, whom Jezebel his wife stirred up.
171 ÆäÀÌÁö - My life is dreary, He cometh not," she said; She said, "I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead!
262 ÆäÀÌÁö - School, has been very kind to us, and we have no other friend ; but, thank God, I am very calm and composed, and able to do the best that remains to do. Write as religious a letter as possible, but no mention of what is gone and done with. With me "the former things are passed away," and I have something more to do than to feel.
419 ÆäÀÌÁö - And she wrote in the letters, saying, Proclaim a fast, and set Naboth on high among the people : And set two men, sons of Belial, * before him, to bear witness against him, saying, Thou didst blaspheme God and the king. And then carry him out, and stone him, that he may die.
324 ÆäÀÌÁö - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine. And all things fair and bright are thine! When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven, Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord!
324 ÆäÀÌÁö - And God created great whales, and every living creature that moveth, which the waters brought forth abundantly, after their kind, and every winged fowl after his kind : and God saw that it was good.
131 ÆäÀÌÁö - She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs ; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute, insensate things.

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