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Página 138 - I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
Página 130 - He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the LORD; and that which he hath given will he pay him again.
Página 134 - Arise, cry out in the night: in the beginning of the watches pour out thine heart like water before the face of the Lord : lift up thy hands toward him for the life of thy young children, that faint for hunger in the top of every street.
Página 21 - Be thou, O God, exalted high; And as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou art here, as there, obeyed.
Página 93 - O let us to His courts repair, And bow with adoration there ; Down on our knees, devoutly all Before the Lord our Maker fall.
Página 38 - O make but trial of his love, experience will decide how blest are they, and only they, who in his truth confide! Fear him, ye saints, and you will then have nothing else to fear; make you his service your delight, your wants shall be his care.
Página 97 - His chamber-beams lie in the clouds full sure, Which as His chariots are made Him to bear ; And there with much swiftness His course doth endure, Upon the wings riding of winds in the air.
Página 135 - Lo, the poor crieth, and the Lord heareth him ; yea, and saveth him out of all his troubles.