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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 121 - Thou shalt also be a crown of glory in the hand of the Lord, and a royal diadem in the hand of thy God.
עמוד 40 - Hast thou given the horse strength ? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder ? Canst 'thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength : He goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted ; Neither turneth he back from the sword.
עמוד 34 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began...
עמוד 117 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
עמוד 66 - Now the parable is this : The seed is the word of God. Those by the way-side are they that hear; then cometh the devil, and taketh away the word out of their hearts, lest they should believe and be saved.
עמוד 131 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
עמוד 58 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
עמוד 58 - I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more. Children not thine have trod my nursery floor; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capped, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own.
עמוד 91 - YE servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of His heavenly word, And watchful at His gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird up your loins, as in His sight, For awful is His Name.