The Christian Parlor Magazine, 8 tomasDarius Mead, 1852 |
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21 psl. - The glorious company of the Apostles praise thee. The goodly fellowship of the prophets praise thee. The noble army of martyrs praise thee. The holy Church throughout all the world doth acknowledge thee ; The Father of an infinite Majesty; Thine honorable, true, and only Son ; Also the Holy Ghost, the comforter.
53 psl. - For every high priest taken from among men is ordained for men in things pertaining to God, that he may offer both gifts and sacrifices for sins: 2. Who can have compassion on the ignorant, and on them that are out of the way; for that he himself also is compassed with infirmity.
21 psl. - And I will pour upon the house of David, and upon the inhabitants of Jerusalem, the spirit of grace and of supplications: and they shall look upon me whom they have pierced, and they shall mourn for him, as one mourneth for his only son, and shall be in bitterness for him, as one that is in bitterness for his firstborn.
147 psl. - Because sentence against an evil work is not executed speedily, therefore the heart of the sons of men is fully set in them to do evil.
133 psl. - Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun...
129 psl. - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !
165 psl. - And lest I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the revelations, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above measure.
165 psl. - For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me. And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee : for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
86 psl. - MY HEART is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
145 psl. - Truth is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost center in us all, Where truth abides in fulness; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in, This perfect, clear perception — which is truth.