Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
With what nice care equivalents are given, How just, how bountiful, the hand of Heaven.
Cricket is the greatest game that the wit of man has yet devised.- Sir Pelham Warner
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Each generation of the church in each setting has the responsibility of communicating the ...- Francis Schaeffer
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Before us lay a painful road, And guidance have I sought in duteous love From Wisdom’s heavenly Father. Hence hath flowed Patience, with trust that, whatsoever the way Each takes in this high matter, all may move Cheered with the prospect of a brighter day.
Oh! if within me hope should e’er decline, The lamp of faith, lost Friend! too faintly burn; The may that heaven-revealing smile of thine, The bright assurance, visibly return: And let my spirit in that power divine Rejoice, as, through that power, it ceased to mourn.
|Birth:||7th April, 1770|
|Death:||23rd April, 1850|
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