The Baptist Memorial and Monthly Record, Volume 7 (Google eBook)

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John R. Bigelow, 1848 - Baptists
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Page 222 - BLESSED are the poor in spirit: for their's is the kingdom of heaven. BLESSED are they that mourn : for they shall be comforted.
Page 325 - And now, Israel, what doth the Lord thy God require of thee, but to fear the Lord thy God, to walk in all his ways, and to love him, and to serve the Lord thy God with all thy heart and with all thy soul...
Page 185 - Come now, and let us reason together : though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow ; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
Page 21 - Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth upon the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb...
Page 162 - I desired Titus, and with him I sent a brother. Did Titus make a gain of you ? walked we not in the same spirit ? walked we not in the same steps...
Page 210 - They did promise and vow three things in my name. First, that I should renounce the devil and all his works, the pomps and vanities of this wicked world, and all the sinful lusts of the flesh.
Page 23 - For Zion's sake will I not hold my peace, and for Jerusalem's sake I will not rest, until the righteousness thereof go forth as brightness, and the salvation thereof as a lamp that burneth.
Page 92 - Within this awful volume lies The mystery of mysteries. Oh ! happiest they of human race, To whom our God has given grace, To hear, to read, to fear, to pray, To lift the latch, and force' the way ; But better had they ne'er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
Page 390 - Behold I go forward, But he is not there ; And backward, But I cannot perceive him : On the left hand, when he doth work, But I cannot behold him ; He hideth himself on the right hand, That I cannot see him.
Page 42 - The celestial city is full in my view. Its glories beam upon me, its breezes fan me, its odors are wafted to me, its sounds strike upon my ears, and its spirit is breathed into my heart.

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