The Scripture progressive reading books [ed. by J. Ridgway].James Ridgway (B.D.) 1878 |
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... deep beneath the ruins of Ramah . Mother and son are associated in the memories of that mountain . Samuel went from year to year in circuit to Bethel and Gilgal and Mizpeh ( 1 Sam . vii . 16 ) . Mrs. Bailey , of Jerusalem . QUESTIONS ...
... deep beneath the ruins of Ramah . Mother and son are associated in the memories of that mountain . Samuel went from year to year in circuit to Bethel and Gilgal and Mizpeh ( 1 Sam . vii . 16 ) . Mrs. Bailey , of Jerusalem . QUESTIONS ...
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... deep bed , but we saw at last the palm trees which in some places adorn its banks . But on so level a plain the palms appeared more than three hours before we reached the stream ; and when we at last arrived , after a ride of eight ...
... deep bed , but we saw at last the palm trees which in some places adorn its banks . But on so level a plain the palms appeared more than three hours before we reached the stream ; and when we at last arrived , after a ride of eight ...
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... deep ditch mud , through which the little stream flowed , and also fell forward on my hands , begriming my front and my sleeves up to the elbow . I drank cup after cup , laughing to scorn all that doctors tell about the evil of taking ...
... deep ditch mud , through which the little stream flowed , and also fell forward on my hands , begriming my front and my sleeves up to the elbow . I drank cup after cup , laughing to scorn all that doctors tell about the evil of taking ...
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... deep groan the unhappy Bernard sank on the floor , in a stupor of horror and despair . The night wore on as sadly and heavily as the day . Light or darkness made little difference . Without , they could hear the shrill cries of the ...
... deep groan the unhappy Bernard sank on the floor , in a stupor of horror and despair . The night wore on as sadly and heavily as the day . Light or darkness made little difference . Without , they could hear the shrill cries of the ...
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... deep prayer For every grace to make . Our wealth , in large or scanty store , But for one hour is lent ; In the world's vain or selfish lore , No portion must be spent . Our time , most precious gift of all , If saved and used aright ...
... deep prayer For every grace to make . Our wealth , in large or scanty store , But for one hour is lent ; In the world's vain or selfish lore , No portion must be spent . Our time , most precious gift of all , If saved and used aright ...
Términos y frases comunes
Absalom angels Antioch ATLAS beasts behold beneath Bernard Bethlehem blessed blest breath bright brow called Canaan Canaanites caravan caravanserai child Chimham Christ Christian cloth cloud dark David death deep dwell earth eternal F. W. Faber faith Father Fcap fear feet flowers gate gazed Gibeah Gilgal give glory God's grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven Helon hills holy hope hour HYMN Isaac Williams Israel J. G. Whittier J. H. Newman JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH Jerusalem Jews khan king light live Loch Maree Lord mercy Mizpeh morning mountains N. P. Willis Naioth night o'er pass Philistines praise pray prayer Ramah Ramathaim-zophim rest round Samson Samuel Seleucia shine silent sleep soul spirit stood stranger Suedia sweet temple thee thine things thou thought throne travellers unto voice wild wind word youth Zuph
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Página 145 - And taught a brute the way to safe revenge. i would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense, * Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Página 76 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair ? Which way I fly is hell ; myself am hell ; And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide ; To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
Página 96 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
Página 92 - And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom!
Página 158 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful Form ! Risest from forth the silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again...
Página 160 - Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast— Thou too again, stupendous Mountain!
Página 6 - Lift up now thine eyes, and look from the place where thou art, northward, and southward, and eastward, and westward : for all the land which thou seest, to thee will I give it, and to thy seed for ever.
Página 159 - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
Página 159 - Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Página 96 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...