ISBN: 9781236717726

Great Christian Books. Paperback. New. Paperback. 48 pages. Dimensions: 8.5in. x 5.5in. x 0.1in.This unique book is a series of 5 addresses as given from the heart of a man lying upon h… Mehr…

Great Christian Books. Paperback. New. Paperback. 48 pages. Dimensions: 8.5in. x 5.5in. x 0.1in.This unique book is a series of 5 addresses as given from the heart of a man lying upon his death-bed, facing the very shadow of eternity. May the reading and contemplation of these five exhortations prove valuable to prepare each of us to face the day appointed for all men. This item ships from multiple locations. Your book may arrive from Roseburg,OR, La Vergne,TN., Great Christian Books, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. Paperback. 66 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.Excerpt: . . . Chalons with its new church, vast as a cathedral, and Seullans hidden among the trees on the hill. Chimes for High Mass, ringing for Angelus, the three strokes for vespers left the bells but little rest; far and near they told out the familiar tones, understood for centuries past. Adoration of the Holy One; forgetfulness of earth; pardon for sin; union in prayer; equality of all men in the light of eternal promises. The tones rang out into space and interlocked with a vibration, and were as garlands flung from one belfry to another. Among the toilers of the fields, cattle drivers, sowers, there were but few who did not obey the summons. Along roads deserted all the week were to be seen families hastening, passing and repassing one another, of those who lived at the remotest portions of the parish; while those who lived nearer took it more leisurely. On the canal, which, broadening at the foot of the church, forms the quay of Sallertaine, boats were constantly moving hither and thither. Towards evening the bells had ceased; the frequenters of inn parlours too had betaken themselves to their farms, lying peacefully in the light of the setting sun. Universal silence reigned over the land. Quiet as it was on working-days, at the close of the week it seemed sunk in meditation and silence; dominical truce that had its great significance, when weary souls refresh themselves, and whole families unite in calm and meditation to review their living and their dead. But to-day the quiet was to be of short duration. Mathurin and Andr were lying under the shade of the elms that afforded provisional shelter to the harrows and ploughs close by the old stonework gateway. The cripple, leaning against the cross-bars of a harrow, was resting after the fatigue and excitement of the morning. Andr, from concern for him, had not gone into town again with his father, but lying at full-length on the grass was reading the paper aloud, pausing every now and then to make his. . . This item ships from multiple locations. Your book may arrive from Roseburg,OR, La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub<