 | Richard Allestree - 1677 - 722 pàgines
...ftars , Gen. 1 5-. j. Were there but a fingle mercy apportioned to each minute of our lives , the fum would arife very high : but how is our Arithmetic confounded , when every minute has rribre then we can diftinc"tly number? For befides the original flock mention'd in the laft fe&ion... | |
 | 1787 - 430 pàgines
...the fun. WERE there but a fingle mercy apportioned to each minute of our lives, the fum would rife very high ; but how is our arithmetic confounded, when every minute has more than we can diftinftly number ! Refleftions on the Clofe of the Year. THE year expires, and this its... | |
 | General reader - 1827 - 246 pàgines
...MERCIES. — Were there but a single mercy apportioned to each minute of our lives, the sum would rise very high', but how is our arithmetic confounded when every minute has more than we can distinctly number. — Rome's JLrt of Contentment. Hope is a prodigal young heir, and experience... | |
 | Richard Allestree, Lady Dorothy Coventry Pakington - 1841 - 368 pàgines
...xv. 5). Were there but a single mercy apportioned to each minute of our lives, the sum would arise very high ; but how is our arithmetic confounded when every minute has more than we can distinctly number ! For, besides the original stock mentioned in the last chapter, and... | |
 | Tryon Edwards - 1853 - 442 pàgines
...MERCIES. — Were there but a single mercy apportioned to each moment of our lives, the sum would rise very high ; but how is our arithmetic confounded when every minute has more than we can distinctly number. — Rmoe on Contentment. MERIT. — Real merit of any kind, cannot long... | |
 | Arthur B. Davison - 1880 - 396 pàgines
...x. MERCY. WERE there but a single mercy apportioned to each moment of our lives, the sum would rise very high ; but how is our arithmetic confounded when every minute has more than we can distinctly number ? Rowe» °» Contentment. MERCY. THIS is the difference between God's... | |
 | Tryon Edwards - 1908 - 788 pàgines
...Shakespeare. Wore there but a single mercy appor turned to each moment of our lives, the ниш would rise lf-love. — Sir J. Mackintosh. Where all are selfish, the «age is no bett than we can distinctly number.— Route. Mercy more becomes a magistrate than the vindictive wrath... | |
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Were there but a single mercy apportioned to each minute of our lives, the sum would arise very high ; but how is our arithmetic confounded when every minute has more than we can distinctly number... 