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... passing hours , with whom we took sweet converse , and whose example was to us the noblest stimulus to exertion , are no ... passed through our minds on that eventful morning , before leaving home , and when walking along those solitary ...
... passing hours , with whom we took sweet converse , and whose example was to us the noblest stimulus to exertion , are no ... passed through our minds on that eventful morning , before leaving home , and when walking along those solitary ...
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... passing through the Straits of Bute , the prospect was so magnificent , that one of the English ladies , who had travelled several times through Switzerland , declared that she had never seen any thing equal to it . We came to Crenan be ...
... passing through the Straits of Bute , the prospect was so magnificent , that one of the English ladies , who had travelled several times through Switzerland , declared that she had never seen any thing equal to it . We came to Crenan be ...
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... passed away . " I have filled my paper , without giving you an account of the latter part of our journey , which was by far the most eventful . Between Crenan and Fort - William , we encountered a consider- able gale of wind . On ...
... passed away . " I have filled my paper , without giving you an account of the latter part of our journey , which was by far the most eventful . Between Crenan and Fort - William , we encountered a consider- able gale of wind . On ...
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... passed over it , our souls feel as if deso- late . They stand alone , and seem to us to resemble the ruined earth , when , after some dreadful shocks , its fragments lie scat- tered around us . This is our night of darkness ; but oh ...
... passed over it , our souls feel as if deso- late . They stand alone , and seem to us to resemble the ruined earth , when , after some dreadful shocks , its fragments lie scat- tered around us . This is our night of darkness ; but oh ...
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... passing years , ought to silence , or , at least , to suppress our murmurings ; and , by showing us how little we understand of the councils of the Eternal , and how dim our vision is when stretching itself to view the objects which ...
... passing years , ought to silence , or , at least , to suppress our murmurings ; and , by showing us how little we understand of the councils of the Eternal , and how dim our vision is when stretching itself to view the objects which ...
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Sida 82 - Awake, awake ; put on thy strength, O Zion ; put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem, the holy city : for henceforth there shall no more come into thee the uncircumcised and the unclean. Shake thyself from the dust ; arise, and sit down, O Jerusalem : loose thyself from the bands of thy neck, O captive daughter of Zion.
Sida 447 - JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high : Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past ; Safe into the haven guide ; O receive my soul at last...
Sida 449 - As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Sida 109 - Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
Sida 197 - For Zion's sake will I not hold my peace, and for Jerusalem's sake I will not rest, until the righteousness thereof go forth as brightness, and the salvation thereof as a lamp that burneth.
Sida 197 - Seventy weeks are determined upon thy people and upon thy holy city, to finish the transgression, and to make an end of sins, and to make reconciliation for iniquity, and to bring in everlasting righteousness, and to seal up the vision and prophecy, and to anoint the Most Holy.
Sida 82 - Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the Lord ; Awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old.
Sida 461 - Son of man, behold, I take away from thee the desire of thine eyes with a stroke : yet neither shalt thou mourn nor weep, neither shall thy tears run down.
Sida 448 - The hour of my departure's come, I hear the voice that calls me home; At last, O Lord! let trouble cease, And let thy servant die in peace.
Sida 83 - All the flocks of Kedar shall be gathered together unto thee, the rams of Nebaioth shall minister unto thee : they shall come up with acceptance on mine altar, and I will glorify the house of my glory.