The Christian Treasury Volume 4

The Christian Treasury Volume 4

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1849 edition. Excerpt: ...that we really consider t/iem idolaters, while, . with every facility of daily intercourse, we speak not a warning word to save their souls? THE DYING MISSIONARY TO HIS WIPE. Beneath the tall, outspreading palm, that shades Old Afric'B plains, lay on the bed of pain A child of God. Few months were pass'd, since he Left home and friends, to teach the savage in A far off clime the news of pardon. And With him came a young and lovely being, The partner of his life, and sharer of His toils. And she was happy while he lived, For in his presence all there was to bind Her here to earth. But now, beside his couch Of suffering and of death, she kneels; and as The burning tears stream forth, her heart resigns To God the loved of her bosom. A few More moments, and his soul niusl; take its flight. Yet, ere 'tis fled, he lifts himself, and with His arm around that dearest one, calls on Heaven to care for her, until some kind Angel comes to take her to his arms on High. And then his eye grew bright, for glory From the upper world seemed bursting into View, while thus he bade the idol of his Heart farewell, and chcer'd her with his dying Words. " No! weep not, love, that I must leave thee here, While my freed soul shall mount away and steer Its path, by other spheres, to God. " No! weep not thus, tho' all alone art thou; Thy Lord above will not forsake thee now, Nor ever chasten with his rod. " No! shed not tears of grief that I should leave Thee in this dark clime, where none e'er may grieve With thee my absence from this earth. " No! 't were vain to sorrow, but rather come At eve to my lone grave, and think, at home Above, I sing a Saviour's worth. " But stay! my pulse grows weak, and lastly now Death's clammy sweat is settling on my...
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  • Paperback | 542 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 28mm | 957g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236616537
  • 9781236616531