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Page 176 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
Page 242 - Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness ; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted.
Page 192 - Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. He went away again the second time, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if this cup may not pass away from me, except I drink it, thy will be done.
Page 40 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
Page 174 - Thy servant, Lord, am I ; Thy servant sure, thine handmaid's son ; My bands thou didst untie.
Page 167 - Watch ye therefore : for ye know not when the master of the house cometh, at even, or at midnight, or at the cockcrowing, or in the morning: lest coming suddenly he find you sleeping. And what I say unto you I say unto all, Watch.
Page 29 - I to the hills will lift mine eyes, from whence doth come mine aid, My safety cometh from the Lord, who Heaven and Earth hath made.
Page 207 - Avoid thee, fiend! — with cruel hand, Shake not the dying sinner's sand! O look, my son, upon yon sign Of the Redeemer's grace divine; O think on faith and bliss! By many a death-bed I have been, And many a sinner's parting seen, But never aught like this.