G. Harry Agnew: A Pioneer MissionaryFree Methodist Publishing House, 1904 - 317 σελίδες |
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Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
afterwards Agnew says America arrival asked attended Bachopis Batongas blessed Boers boys Brother Agnew called Cape Colony Chaka CHAPTER Cherene chief Christ Christian church cloth compounds death declared Delagoa Bay Dingaan Durban evangelists Fair View father felt fever finally foreign field Free Methodist Free Methodist church gave Germiston Gitonga give gospel Gungunyana Harry heart heathen hematuria Holy hymn indunas Inham Inhambane interest Jesus Johannesburg Kelley killed knew Komeni kraal labors land Limpopo river lived look Lord magic lantern matter meeting miles mission station missionary missionary secretary morning Natal natives night Portuguese pray prayer preaching regard salvation sent Shangan sick Simmer and Jack sionary Sister soldiers soon soul South Africa Spirit stay steamer Sunday talk tell things thought tion tisolo told town Transvaal tribes wanted wife wives woman young Zulu
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 252 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Σελίδα 207 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Σελίδα 290 - Life ! we've been long together, Through pleasant and through cloudy weather ; 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear : — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not ' Good night ' — but in some brighter clime Bid me
Σελίδα 97 - For this people's heart is waxed gross, and their ears are dull of hearing, and their eyes they have closed; lest at. any time they should see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and should understand with their heart, and should be converted, and I should heal them.
Σελίδα 260 - GOD is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble. Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea ; Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, Though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof.
Σελίδα xii - But rise, and stand upon thy feet: for I have appeared unto thee for this purpose, to make thee a minister and a witness both of these things which thou hast seen, and of those things in the which I will appear unto thee...
Σελίδα 314 - We live in deeds, not years ; in thoughts, not breaths ; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best...
Σελίδα 142 - There let me strive with each besetting sin, Recall my wandering fancies, and restrain The sore disquiet of a restless brain ; And, as the path of duty is made plain, May grace be given that I may walk therein, Not like the hireling, for his selfish gain, With backward glances and reluctant tread, Making a merit of his coward dread, — But, cheerful, in the light around me thrown, Walking as one to pleasant service led ; Doing God's will as if it were my own, Yet trusting not in mine, but in his...
Σελίδα 213 - He leadeth me ! He leadeth me ! By His own hand He leadeth me ! His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters calm, o'er troubled sea, Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me.
Σελίδα 258 - The harvest truly is great, but the laborers are few; pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he would send forth laborers into his harvest.