A memoir of the life and writings of John Albert Bengel, tr. by R.F. Walker

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HardPress, 1837 - 564 sidor
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Sida 519 - As the hart panteth after the water-brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God : when shall I come and appear before God...
Sida 287 - Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man ; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six.
Sida 124 - And they shall be Mine, saith the Lord of hosts, in that day when I make up My jewels ; and I will spare them, as a man spareth his own son that serveth him.
Sida 273 - And he shall confirm the covenant with many for one week : and in the midst of the week he shall cause the sacrifice and the oblation to cease, and for the overspreading of abominations he shall make it desolate, even until the consummation, and that determined shall be poured upon the desolate.
Sida 51 - And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory ; and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.
Sida 310 - And he saith unto me, Seal not the sayings of the prophecy of this book: for the time is at hand.
Sida 93 - Blessed are those servants, whom the Lord when He cometh shall find watching: verily I say unto you, that He shall gird Himself, and make them to sit down to meat, and will come forth and serve them.
Sida 84 - Why should ye be stricken any more ? ye will revolt more and more : the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.
Sida 317 - Arise ye, and depart; for this is not your rest: Because it is polluted, it shall destroy you, even with a sore destruction.
Sida 203 - ... we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple. 5 By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea.

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