Our Christian Classics: Readings from the Best Divines with Notices Biographical and Critical, Том 2J. Nesbet, 1857 |
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... thee day by day , on the account of thy ambition , passion , dis- content , or the like ; if thou hast any love to thy soul , it is time for thee to awake , and to deliver thyself as a bird from the evil snare . Peter would not come ...
... thee day by day , on the account of thy ambition , passion , dis- content , or the like ; if thou hast any love to thy soul , it is time for thee to awake , and to deliver thyself as a bird from the evil snare . Peter would not come ...
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... thee , as He did to Peter , when he was asleep in the garden , with the same reproof , " What ! canst thou not watch one hour ? " Would it not be a grief to thee to be so reproved , or to hear Him thundering.
... thee , as He did to Peter , when he was asleep in the garden , with the same reproof , " What ! canst thou not watch one hour ? " Would it not be a grief to thee to be so reproved , or to hear Him thundering.
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... thee , which , by reason of thy entanglement , thou shalt not be able to look on any otherwise than as an evidence of His anger and hatred ; and then what wilt thou do with thy temptation and affliction together ? All thy bones will be ...
... thee , which , by reason of thy entanglement , thou shalt not be able to look on any otherwise than as an evidence of His anger and hatred ; and then what wilt thou do with thy temptation and affliction together ? All thy bones will be ...
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... thee which thou hast , God listened if He could hear thy voice among His zealous servants , but thou wert dumb as a beast . From henceforward be that which thine own brutish silence hath made thee . ' Or else I should have heard on the ...
... thee which thou hast , God listened if He could hear thy voice among His zealous servants , but thou wert dumb as a beast . From henceforward be that which thine own brutish silence hath made thee . ' Or else I should have heard on the ...
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... kind that lives , Fomented by His virtual power , and warm'd : All the earth He gave thee to possess and rule , No despicable gift ; surmise not then EVE . His presence to these narrow bounds confined Of 66 JOHN MILTON .
... kind that lives , Fomented by His virtual power , and warm'd : All the earth He gave thee to possess and rule , No despicable gift ; surmise not then EVE . His presence to these narrow bounds confined Of 66 JOHN MILTON .
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Сторінка 64 - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Сторінка 55 - And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded that her maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Сторінка 54 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King, Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Сторінка 162 - He answered and said unto them, He that soweth the good seed is the Son of Man : the field is the world ; the good seed are the children of the kingdom ; but the tares are the children of the wicked one; the enemy that sowed them is the devil; the harvest is the end of the world, and the reapers are the angels.
Сторінка 57 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres, Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the base of Heaven's deep organ blow ; And, with your ninefold harmony, Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Сторінка 60 - In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue ; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis, and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste...
Сторінка 47 - That what the greatest and choicest wits of Athens, Rome, or modern Italy, and those Hebrews of old did for their country, I, in my proportion, with this over and above of being a Christian, might do for mine ; not caring to be once named abroad, though perhaps I could attain to that, but content with these British islands as my world...
Сторінка 62 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Сторінка 51 - I deny not but that it is of greatest concernment in the church and commonwealth to have a vigilant eye how books demean themselves, as well as men, and thereafter to confine, imprison, and do sharpest justice on them as malefactors. For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are...
Сторінка 64 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.