A Stranger Here: the Memorial of One to Whom to Live was Christ, and to Die GainJ. Nisbet & Company, 1853 - 411 páginas |
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... writes to a dear friend - " I was a little happier at prayer this morning , but it was in confessing and weeping over my sins . I felt so vile , that I had nothing to say ; I was self - condemned and ashamed ; but the sweet name of ...
... writes to a dear friend - " I was a little happier at prayer this morning , but it was in confessing and weeping over my sins . I felt so vile , that I had nothing to say ; I was self - condemned and ashamed ; but the sweet name of ...
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... write as I feel ; but when we are together , we shall be ever speaking of Him , and He will join us as He did the two disciples going to Emmaus . Do you ever feel like Mary at the sepulchre , when she wept because they had taken away ...
... write as I feel ; but when we are together , we shall be ever speaking of Him , and He will join us as He did the two disciples going to Emmaus . Do you ever feel like Mary at the sepulchre , when she wept because they had taken away ...
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... write , but remained some minutes motionless , her forehead resting on her hand . She then dated her letter , as if to begin . Then she stopped , forgetting what she meant to do , and totally absorbed with her own troubled thoughts , as ...
... write , but remained some minutes motionless , her forehead resting on her hand . She then dated her letter , as if to begin . Then she stopped , forgetting what she meant to do , and totally absorbed with her own troubled thoughts , as ...
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... write to my own mamma ! " It seemed as if for the time the spiritual convulsion that was going on within were unfitting her for everything . On being asked what was the matter , the pent - up feeling burst forth , and she ex- claimed ...
... write to my own mamma ! " It seemed as if for the time the spiritual convulsion that was going on within were unfitting her for everything . On being asked what was the matter , the pent - up feeling burst forth , and she ex- claimed ...
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... writes , - " And now I must tell you of my troubles . One thing is a cause of much distress to me , and that is my conduct with regard to others . I am always told that I ought to be cheerful , and enter into the amusements of those ...
... writes , - " And now I must tell you of my troubles . One thing is a cause of much distress to me , and that is my conduct with regard to others . I am always told that I ought to be cheerful , and enter into the amusements of those ...
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Página 209 - Priest that can be touched with the feeling of our infirmities, for He was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin.
Página 136 - O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the secret places of the stairs, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, And thy countenance is comely.
Página 55 - I WAITED patiently for the Lord ; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. And he hath put a new song in my mouth, Even praise unto our God : Many shall see it, and fear, And shall trust in the Lord.
Página 249 - I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, thy transgressions, and, as a cloud, thy sins : return unto me ; for I have redeemed thee.
Página 239 - ... beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, we are changed into the same image from glory to glory even as by the Spirit of the Lord.
Página 130 - This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him, And saved him out of all his troubles.
Página 191 - If any man be in Christ, he is a new creature : old things are passed away, all things are become new.
Página 115 - My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand. His head is as the most fine gold, His locks are bushy, and black as a raven. His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, Washed with milk, and fitly set. His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: His lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.