The Wonderful Life & The Christmas Child (Musaicum Christmas Specials)
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Stretton Hesba. The Wonderful Life & The Christmas Child (Musaicum Christmas Specials)
The Wonderful Life & The Christmas Child (Musaicum Christmas Specials)
Table of Contents
The Christmas Child (Hesba Stretton)
CHAPTER I. THE COMING OF JOAN
CHAPTER II. JOAN'S SEARCH
CHAPTER III. THE CHILD IN THE MANGER
CHAPTER IV. LOST AND FOUND
The Wonderful Life - Story of the life and death of our Lord (Hesba Stretton)
PREFACE
BOOK I. THE CARPENTER
CHAPTER I. THE HOLY LAND
CHAPTER II. JERUSALEM AND BETHLEHEM
CHAPTER III. IN THE TEMPLE
CHAPTER IV. THE WISE MEN
CHAPTER V. NAZARETH
CHAPTER VI. THE FIRST PASSOVER
BOOK II. THE PROPHET
CHAPTER I. JOHN THE BAPTIST
CHAPTER II. CANA OF GALILEE
CHAPTER III. THE FIRST SUMMER
CHAPTER IV. SAMARIA
CHAPTER V. THE FIRST SABBATH-MIRACLE
CHAPTER VI. HIS OLD HOME
CHAPTER VII. CAPERNAUM
CHAPTER VIII. FOES FROM JERUSALEM
CHAPTER IX. AT NAIN
CHAPTER X. MIGHTY WORKS
CHAPTER XI. A HOLIDAY IN GALILEE
CHAPTER XII. IN THE NORTH
CHAPTER XIII. AT HOME ONCE MORE
CHAPTER XIV. THE LAST AUTUMN
CHAPTER XV. LAZARUS
CHAPTER XVI. THE LAST SABBATH
BOOK III. VICTIM AND VICTOR
CHAPTER I. THE SON OF DAVID
CHAPTER II. THE TRAITOR
CHAPTER III. THE PASCHAL SUPPER
CHAPTER IV. GETHSEMANE
CHAPTER V. THE HIGH PRIEST’S PALACE
CHAPTER VI. PILATE’S JUDGMENT HALL
CHAPTER VII. CALVARY
CHAPTER VIII. IN THE GRAVE
CHAPTER IX. THE SEPULCHRE
CHAPTER X. EMMAUS
CHAPTER XI. IT IS THE LORD
CHAPTER XII. HIS FRIENDS
CHAPTER XIII. HIS FOES
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But little Joan was frightened, both that night and many another dark hour, when she felt herself alone in the solitary little room. The child's life became very hard and desolate. Aunt Priscilla took no notice of her beyond providing her with food to eat and clothes to wear. She did not talk to her, and she never took her on her lap or kissed her. Sometimes Joan would creep timidly to her side and look up into her face, but Aunt Priscilla never seemed to see her.
There was nothing for the little girl to do but to wander solitarily about the fields or sit up in her lonely room with no one to speak to her for hours together. She was more desolate than she had been in London; for there her mother had sometimes come up to the attic to play with her, or to nurse her in her arms for a few minutes. There was no one to love her now, except old Nathan.
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