The Works of Daniel Defoe: A journal of the plague year, written by a citizen who continued all the while in London

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Página 14 - I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress : my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.
Página 15 - Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, Even the most High, thy habitation ; There shall no evil befall thee, Neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For he shall give his angels charge over thee, To keep thee in all thy ways.
Página 223 - At what instant I shall speak concerning a nation, and concerning a kingdom, to pluck up, and to pull down, and to destroy it; if that nation against whom I have pronounced, turn from their evil, I will repent of the evil that I thought to do unto them.
Página 14 - Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night ; nor for the arrow that flieth by day ; nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness ; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noon-day. A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand ; but it shall not come nigh thee.
Página 301 - This day, much against my will, I did in Drury Lane see two or three houses marked with a red cross upon the doors, and
Página 123 - but you do not understand me right ; I do not buy provisions for them here. I row up to Greenwich and buy fresh meat there, and sometimes I row down...
Página 92 - ... of women, who, in their agonies, would throw open their chamber windows and cry out in a dismal, surprising manner.
Página 23 - Ihe apprehensions of the people were likewise strangely increased by the error of the times, in which, I think, the people, from what principle I cannot imagine, were more addicted to prophecies and astrological conjurations, dreams, and old wives' tales than ever they were before or since.
Página 118 - Remember not, Lord, our offences, nor the offences of our forefathers ; neither take thou vengeance of our sins : spare us, good Lord, spare thy people, whom thou hast redeemed with thy most precious blood, and be not angry with us for ever.
Página 14 - Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. ^ He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust : his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night ; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; •i" Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness ; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.

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