The Biblical Repository and Classical Review, Band 13

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J. M. Sherwood., 1839
 

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Seite 317 - And Philip said, If thou believest with all thine heart, thou mayest. And he answered and said, I believe that Jesus Christ is the Son of God.
Seite 291 - If I had not done among them the works which none other man did, they had not had sin: but now have they both seen and hated both me and my Father.
Seite 236 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Seite 130 - What could have been done more to my vineyard, That I have not done in it? Wherefore, when I looked that it should bring forth grapes, Brought it forth wild grapes?
Seite 339 - Whosoever therefore shall break one of these least commandments and shall teach men so, he shall be called the least in the kingdom of heaven; but whosoever shall do and teach them, the same shall be called great in the kingdom of heaven.
Seite 113 - And Jesus saith unto him, See thou tell no man ; but go thy way, shew thyself to the Priest, and offer the gift that Moses commanded, for a testimony unto them.
Seite 292 - And Jesus said, For judgment I am come into this world, that they which see not might see; and that they which see might be made blind.
Seite 302 - Thou hast neither part nor lot in this matter : for thy heart is not right in the sight of God.
Seite 237 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won, Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Seite 231 - My dear dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh ! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear dear Sister! and this prayer I make Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lend From joy to joy...

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