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"The marquis is probably feeling the cold." The old marquis put on his overcoat, buttoned it up, and taking my arm, led me to the sunny side of the terrace. "In your work," he continued, "you have doubtless spoken of the love of a young man. Well, if you wish to act up to the scope which you give to your work in the word ec elec "
"The marquis is probably feeling the cold." The old marquis put on his overcoat, buttoned it up, and taking my arm, led me to the sunny side of the terrace. "In your work," he continued, "you have doubtless spoken of the love of a young man. Well, if you wish to act up to the scope which you give to your work in the word ec elec "
I'm no sayin' 'at a man's no ane o' the elec' that hasna had that favour vouchsaufed to him; but this I do say, that he canna ken his election wi'oot that. Try ye to get a sicht o' the face o' God, lassie: syne ye'll ken and be at peace. Even Moses himsel' cudna be saitisfeed wi'oot that." "What is't like, Thomas?" said Annie, with an eagerness which awe made very still. "No words can tell that.
"Hoo wan he in than? They say ye're unco' particular. The Elec sud ken an elec." "It's the siller, man, that blin's the een o' them that hae to sit in jeedgment upo' the applicants. The crater professed, and they war jist ower willin' to believe him." "Weel, gin that be the case, I dinna see that ye're sae far aheid o' fowk that disna mak' sae mony pretensions."
Maybe they haena come throw the hards like them." "And syne there'll be ane or twa cruppen in like that chosen vessel o' grace they ca' Robert Bruce. I'm sure he's eneuch to ruin ye i' the sicht o' the warl', hooever you and he may fare at heid-quarters, bein' a' called and chosen thegither." "For God's sake, dinna think that sic as him gies ony token o' being ane o' the elec."
"It's muckle the same what ye ca' them, gin they ca you frae the throne o' grace, lassie." "What am I to do than, Thomas?" "Ye maun haud at it, lassie, jist as the poor widow did wi' the unjust judge. An' gin the Lord hears ye, ye'll ken ye're ane o' the elec', for it's only his own elec' that the Lord dis hear. Eh! lassie, little ye ken aboot prayin' an' no faintin'."
For, Lord, we want him hame again in thy good time. For he is the only son of his mother, and she is a widow. But aboon a', O Lord, elec' him to thy grace and lat him ken the glory o' God, even the licht o' thy coontenance. For me, I'm a' thine, to live or dee, and I care not which.
Would ye hae me ashamed o' ane o' God's elec' a lady o' the Lord's ain coort?" "Eh, but I'm feart it's a' the compassion o' yer hert, sir. Ye wad fain mak' up to me for the disgrace. Ye could weel do wantin' me."
But he was a shelter to Annie and to Tibbie also, although she and he were too much of a sort to appear to the best advantage in their intercourse. "Hoo's Tibbie the day?" said Thomas. "She's a wee bit better the day," answered Annie. "It's a great preevileege, lassie, and ane that ye'll hae to answer for, to be sae muckle wi' ane o' the Lord's elec' as ye are wi' Tibbie Dyster.
"What for dinna ye jine the kirk, noo?" said Thomas abruptly, after having tried in vain to find a gradual introduction to the question. "Dinna ye think it's a deowty to keep in min' what the great Shepherd did for his ain chosen flock?" "Nae doot o' that, Thomas. But I never thocht o' sic a thing. I dinna even ken 'at I am ane o' the elec'." "Ye dinna ken yet?" "No," answered Annie, sorrowfully.
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