Sacred Classics, Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, Zväzok 29

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Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing
J. Hatchard, 1836

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Strana 223 - GOD be merciful unto us, and bless us ; And cause his face to shine upon us. That thy way may be known upon earth, Thy saving health among all nations.
Strana 206 - My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness ; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips: 6 When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches.
Strana 214 - O God of our salvation ; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea...
Strana 103 - I speak not of you all: I know whom I have chosen: but that the scripture may be fulfilled, He that eateth bread with me hath lifted up his heel against me.
Strana 134 - Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth, is mount Zion, on the sides of the north, the city of the great King.
Strana 93 - 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.
Strana 105 - My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God? 4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
Strana 293 - The day is thine, the night also is thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sun. 17 Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: thou hast made summer and winter.
Strana 28 - The voice of the LORD is powerful ; the voice of the LORD is full of majesty.
Strana 154 - Now consider this, ye that forget God, Lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver.

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