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Seite 169 - God will be a husband to the widow, and a father to the fatherless.
Seite 69 - Because I have called, and ye refused; I have stretched out my hand, and no man regarded; but ye have set at nought all my counsel, and would none of my reproof: I also will laugh at your calamity; I will mock when your fear cometh...
Seite 254 - But that ye may know that the Son of man hath power upon earth to forgive sins, (he said unto the sick of the palsy, ) I say unto thee, Arise, and take up thy couch, and go into thine house.
Seite 254 - The hungry have found food, the thirsty a living, spring, the feeble a staff, and the victorious warfarer songs. of welcome and strains of music; and as long as each man asks on account of his wants, and asks what he wants, no man will discover aught amiss or deficient in the vast and many-chambered storehouse. But if instead of this, an idler or...
Seite 279 - In vain Thou struggles! to get free, I never will unloose my hold ! Art Thou the Man that died for me ? The secret of Thy love unfold ; Wrestling, I will not let Thee go, Till I Thy name, Thy nature know.
Seite 279 - The Holy Spirit bore witness with his spirit that he was a child of God.
Seite 179 - When an Indian maiden dies, they imprison a young bird until it first begins to try its power of song, and then, loading it with...
Seite 179 - ... grave, in the belief that it will not fold its wings nor close its eyes until it has flown to the spirit-land and delivered its precious burden of affection to the loved and lost.