Historic Theories of Atonement: With Comments

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Hodder & Stoughton, 1920 - 319 Seiten

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Seite 56 - Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes! The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
Seite 60 - I can no more; for now it comes again, That sense of ruin, which is worse than pain, That masterful negation and collapse Of all that makes me man; as though I bent Over the dizzy brink Of some sheer infinite descent; Or worse, as though Down, down for ever I was falling through The solid framework of created things, And needs must sink and sink Into the vast abyss.
Seite 268 - Lord, who judgest so," is necessarily receiving the full apprehension and realisation of that wrath, as well as of that sin against which it comes forth, into His soul and spirit, into the bosom of the divine humanity, and, so receiving it, He responds to it with a perfect response, — a response from the depths of that divine humanity, — and in that perfect response He absorbs it.
Seite 106 - That we may know the things which are freely given to us of God...
Seite 40 - If there be a messenger with him, an interpreter, one among a thousand, to shew unto man his uprightness ; then he is gracious unto him, and saith, Deliver him from going down to the pit : I have found a ransom.
Seite 229 - I write unto you, little children, because your sins are forgiven you for his name's sake.
Seite 259 - For the Lord God will help me ; therefore shall I not be confounded : therefore have I set my face like a flint, and I know that I shall not be ashamed.
Seite 55 - As for thee also, by the blood of thy covenant I have sent forth thy prisoners out of the pit wherein is no water.
Seite 55 - Then saith Jesus unto them, All ye shall be offended because of me this night : for it is written, I will smite the Shepherd, and the sheep of the flock shall be scattered abroad.
Seite 60 - O loving friends, your prayers! — 'tis he! ... As though my very being had given way, As though I was no more a substance now, And could fall back on nought to be my stay, (Help, loving Lord! Thou my sole Refuge, Thou,) And turn no whither, but must needs decay And drop from out the universal frame Into that shapeless, scopeless, blank abyss, That utter nothingness, of which I came; This is it that has come to pass in me; Oh, horror!

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