Journal and Letters of the Rev. Henry Martyn, Volume 1

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R. B. Seeley and W. Burnside, 1837
 

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Página 361 - My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.
Página 354 - Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts: we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple.
Página 369 - Rejoice ye with Jerusalem, and be glad with her, all ye that love her: rejoice for joy with her, all ye that mourn for her; that ye may suck, and be satisfied with the breasts of her consolations; that ye may milk out, and be delighted with the abundance of her glory.
Página 317 - Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon...
Página 318 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun neither of the moon, to shine in it; for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof. And the nations of them which are saved shall walk in the light of it: and the kings of the earth do bring their glory and honour into it.
Página 372 - O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave : thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
Página 89 - Jerusalem, and to an innumerable company of angels; to the general assembly and church of the firstborn, which are written in heaven, and to God the judge of all, and to the spirits of just men made perfect: and to Jesus the Mediator of the new covenant; and to the blood of sprinkling which speaketh better things than that of Abel.
Página 295 - I will bear the indignation of the Lord, because I have sinned against him, until he plead my cause, and execute judgment for me: he will bring me forth to the light, and I shall behold his righteousness.
Página 134 - Oh that I had wings like a dove ! for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Página 515 - There the wicked cease from troubling; And there the weary are at rest. There the prisoners are at ease together ; They hear not the voice of the taskmaster.

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