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Strana 310 - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Strana 307 - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Strana 441 - For ye are not come unto the mount that might be touched, and that burned with fire, nor unto blackness, and darkness, and tempest, 19 And the sound of a trumpet, and the voice of words...
Strana 385 - The word of God is quick and powerful, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow; and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.
Strana 434 - For it is written, Rejoice, thou barren that bearest not; break forth and cry, thou that travailest not: for the desolate hath many more children than she which hath an husband.
Strana 441 - And the sound of a trumpet, and the voice of words ; which voice they that heard entreated that the word should not be spoken to them any more; 20. (For they could not endure that which was commanded, And if so much as a beast touch the mountain it shall be stoned, or thrust through with a dart; 21.
Strana 328 - That ye may be blameless and harmless, the sons of God, without rebuke, in the midst of a crooked and perverse nation, among whom ye shine as lights in the world; 16 Holding forth the word of life; that I may rejoice in the day of Christ, that I have not run in vain, neither laboured in vain.
Strana 449 - Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise, Exalt thy towery head, and lift thy eyes ! See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; See future sons and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies...
Strana 328 - Yea, and if I be offered upon the sacrifice and service of your faith, I joy and rejoice with you all.
Strana 309 - O that I had wings like a dove, that I might flee away and be at rest.

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