Extracts from the Letters of Elizabeth, Lucy, and Judith Ussher : Late of the City of Waterford

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T. Kite, 1829 - 102 páginas
 

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Página 29 - Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak comfortably unto her. And I will give her her vineyards from thence, and the valley of Achor for a door of hope : and she shall sing there, as in the days of her youth, and as in the day when she came up out of the land of Egypt.
Página 3 - The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
Página 64 - O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, and not comforted, behold, I will lay thy stones with fair colours, and lay thy foundations with sapphires. And I will make thy windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of pleasant stones.
Página 4 - As for God, his way is perfect: the word of the Lord is tried: he is a buckler to all those that trust in him. For who is God save the Lord? or who is a rock save our God? It is God that girdeth me with strength, and maketh my way perfect. He maketh my feet like hinds' feet, and setteth me upon my high places.
Página 48 - Not every one that saith to me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doth the will of my Father who is in heaven, he shall enter into the kingdom of heaven.
Página 38 - Thou givest us beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and the garments of praise for the spirit of heaviness.
Página 36 - Blessed art thou, Simon Bar-jona, for flesh and blood hath not revealed this unto thee, but my Father, which is in heaven...
Página 68 - remember, I know in whom I have believed, and that He holds the winds in his fist, and the waters in the hollow of his hand.
Página 55 - Let the righteous smite me ; it shall be a kindness : and let him reprove me ; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.
Página 71 - O Lord of hosts! My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord: My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

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