 He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat : Oh ! be swift, my soul, to answer Him ! be jubilant, my feet ! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was...  The Meaning of the War for Religious Education - Pagina 73de Robert Wells Veach - 1920 - 254 paginiVizualizare completă - Despre această carte
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...virtue embrace one another in perhaps the greatest of all American hymns, written by Julia Ward Howe: In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the...transfigures you and me; As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free! While God is marching on. But today we Americans are not marching in the... | |
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...struggle to end our warfare here in this church. Most of all, let us remember him of whom Howe wrote: In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the...bosom that transfigures you and me As he died to make (us) holy, let us die to make (all) free Our God is marching on. The Flame of Creativity vs. The Fires... | |
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