Remarkable Stories, Shewing the Power of God's Saving Grace

Remarkable Stories, Shewing the Power of God's Saving Grace

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1873 edition. Excerpt: ...and on my knees I promised God I would fulfil our dear mother's prayers. The next morning, when my time for leaving was nearly due, she asked me to go with her into the parlour, and again on her knees she prayed God to bless and keep me from all sin and danger, and again urged me to always act uprightly and honestly in the fear of God. She went with me to the train, and her last words were 'Don't forget to pray and read thy Bible, my lad. Honour God in all thy ways, and He will honour thee. I shall pray for thee;' and giving me a tender kiss we parted; the last thing I saw being our mother's loving face, and tearful eyes. If all sons on leaving home were followed by a mother's prayers and blessings as I was, we should not have so many bad young men in our large cities and towns. Thank God for a pious, praying mother." "Yes," said the eldest brother, putting his hand over his eyes to keep back the rising tears, "onr mother's prayers will never be forgotten by me. When I was a lad I was very rebellious, always getting into mischief, and plaguing the neighbours' children. I well remember once a neighbour woman, whose boy I had been doing something at, came in a towering rage to our house, vowing what she would do at me when she caught me, and speaking very disrespectfully to our dear mother. I was crouched down behind a long table which stood near the window, trembling with fear lest she should demand me from our mother, and chastise me there and then. The woman stormed, and famed, and threatened, and as I peeped out of my hiding place I could see the pain our mother was enduring, but she never said a word until the woman had done speaking. Then, in the gentlest manner, she said to her neighbour, --"' Well, Mary, I am...
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  • Paperback
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 100g
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236842065
  • 9781236842060