Memorial Services Held in the House of Representatives of the United States: Together with Remarks Presented in Eulogy of Otis T. Wingo, Late a Representative from Arkansas
U.S. Government Printing Office, 1931 - Počet stran: 71
Co říkají ostatní - Napsat recenzi
Na obvyklých místech jsme nenalezli žádné recenze.
Další vydání - Zobrazit všechny
ability able agreed Arkansas associated attention banking became believe better blessing body called carry Chaplain Christian Clerk close colleagues committee confidence Congressional District constituency Convention courageous daughter dead death debate deceased December defended Democratic departed devoted Died duty elected faithful father follows friends friendship further gave given Glory grief hand hearts honor hope House of Representatives important influence knew legislative lives Lord loss loved mark matters measure Member memory mind mortals mourn nature never North o'clock Otis Wingo outstanding passed political position possessed prayer President principles privilege questions record regard REMARKS resolutions Resolved respect response roll Senate sense served session sorrow soul Speaker standing succeeding Congress success things Thou thought tion to-day tribute United wife
Strana 14 - And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it; and his servants shall serve him: And they shall see his face ; and his name shall be in their foreheads.
Strana 14 - Lift up your heads, O ye gates ; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors : and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory ? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, 0 ye gates ; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors : and the King of glory shall come in.
Strana 15 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Strana 15 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Strana 13 - Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? or who shall stand in his holy place? He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor swom deceitfully.
Strana 13 - ALMIGHTY God, unto whom all hearts are open, all £\. desires known, and from whom no secrets are hid; Cleanse the thoughts of our hearts by the inspiration of thy Holy Spirit, that we may perfectly love thee, and worthily magnify thy holy Name; through Christ our Lord.
Strana 15 - Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last— far off— at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream ; but what am I ? An infant crying in the night ; An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.
Strana 14 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Strana 15 - O well for the sailor lad. That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea!