Two Centuries of Border Church Life: With Biographies of Leading Men and Sketches of the Social Condition of the People on the Eastern Border, Volum 2

J. & J.H. Rutherfurd, 1891 - 350 pàgines

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Pàgina 139 - And the women also, which came with him from Galilee, followed after, and beheld the sepulchre, and how his body was laid. 56 And they returned, and prepared spices and ointments; and rested the sabbath day according to the commandment.
Pàgina 21 - JERUSALEM, my happy home, •*• * When shall I come to thee ? When shall my sorrows have an end, Thy joys when shall I see...
Pàgina 316 - With him was sometimes join'd, in silent walk, (Profoundly silent, for they never spoke) One* shyer still, who quite detested talk : Oft, stung by spleen, at once away he broke, To groves of pine, and broad o'ershadowing oak ; There, inly thrill'd, he wander'd all alone, And on himself his pensive fury wroke, Ne ever utter'd word, save when first shone The glittering star of eve — ' Thank heaven ! the , day is done.
Pàgina 101 - They were lovely in their lives, and in their deaths they were not divided.
Pàgina 166 - He made a very ill appearance : he was very big : his hair red, hanging oddly about him : his tongue was too big for his mouth, which made him bedew all that he talked to : and his whole manner was rough and boisterous, and very unfit for a court.
Pàgina 146 - The archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and hated him : but his bow abode in strength, and the arms of his hands were made strong by the hands of the mighty God of Jacob...
Pàgina 22 - When shall my sorrows have an end ? Thy joys, when shall I see ? 2 O happy harbor of God's saints ! O sweet and pleasant soil ! In thee no sorrow can be found, Nor grief, nor care, nor toil.
Pàgina 92 - Wherefore I take you to record this day, that I am pure from the blood of all men. For I have not shunned to declare unto you all the counsel of God.
Pàgina 19 - They have neither good bread, cheese, nor drink. They cannot make them, nor will they learn. Their butter is very indifferent, and one would wonder how they could contrive to make it so bad.
Pàgina 22 - There lust and lucre cannot dwell, There envy bears no sway ; There is no hunger, heat, nor cold, But pleasure every way.

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