Franz Hoffmann Buried in the Snow

ISBN 13: 9781236060303

Buried in the Snow

 
9781236060303: Buried in the Snow

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. 1870 Excerpt: ...employments, and at last succeeded in comforting him by speaking of the compassion and everlasting love of their God. "' Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid,' my boy. The power that appears to-day so fearful, is unchangeably the same--merciful and gracious, while it threatens to desolate heaven and earth in its wrath: all this storm serves as a merciful messenger, which eternal wisdom has sent to call out of this seeming chaos a new creation. It heaps masses of snow upon our mountains, so that they, in the spring, as fertilizing streams and brooks, may pour down, and waken our meadows and our fields. Without this yearly preparation, the tertility which depends upon these masses of snow would be at an end, the fresh green grass would not sprout, no flowers would delight us with their fragrance and beauty, and our blessed valleys and fields would be transformed into sterile wastes. The same Power that 'giveth snow like wool, that scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes, that casteth forth his ice like morsels, sendeth out his word and melteth them.' Let us, my dear boy, 'praise the name of the Lord, for he is good to all; and his tender mercies are over all his works.' Fear not, Jacques. "' Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His works in vain: God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain.'" Jacques's agitation was somewhat allayed through these calm, comforting words, when suddenly a powerful concussion shook the little chalet to its very foundations, and the door creaked and groaned as though it would break in pieces. The grandfather involuntarily arose. "What is that?" cried Jacques, in affright "Will our chalet be blown away?" "I hope not, my child," replied the old man, regaining...

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Book Description RareBooksClub. Paperback. Book Condition: New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 26 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.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. 1870 Excerpt: . . . employments, and at last succeeded in comforting him by speaking of the compassion and everlasting love of their God. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid, my boy. The power that appears to-day so fearful, is unchangeably the same--merciful and gracious, while it threatens to desolate heaven and earth in its wrath: all this storm serves as a merciful messenger, which eternal wisdom has sent to call out of this seeming chaos a new creation. It heaps masses of snow upon our mountains, so that they, in the spring, as fertilizing streams and brooks, may pour down, and waken our meadows and our fields. Without this yearly preparation, the tertility which depends upon these masses of snow would be at an end, the fresh green grass would not sprout, no flowers would delight us with their fragrance and beauty, and our blessed valleys and fields would be transformed into sterile wastes. The same Power that giveth snow like wool, that scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes, that casteth forth his ice like morsels, sendeth out his word and melteth them. Let us, my dear boy, praise the name of the Lord, for he is good to all; and his tender mercies are over all his works. Fear not, Jacques. Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His works in vain: God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain. Jacquess agitation was somewhat allayed through these calm, comforting words, when suddenly a powerful concussion shook the little chalet to its very foundations, and the door creaked and groaned as though it would break in pieces. The grandfather involuntarily arose. What is that cried Jacques, in affright Will our chalet be blown away I hope not, my child, replied the old man, regaining. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN. Paperback. Bookseller Inventory # 9781236060303

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