History of the Great Reformation of the Sixteenth Century in Germany, Switzerland, Etc

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William H. Colyer, 1844 - 366 pages
 

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Page 82 - Blessed are they that have been persecuted for righteousness" sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are ye when men shall reproach you, and persecute you, and say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.
Page 80 - A friend loveth at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.
Page 78 - Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall; but they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
Page 183 - Refrain from these men, and let them alone; for if this counsel or this work be of men, it will come to nought : but if it be of God, ye cannot overthrow it ; lest unfortunately ye be found even to fight against God.
Page 340 - Ye that fear the LORD, trust in the LORD: he is their help and their shield.
Page 42 - He raiseth up the poor out of the dust, and lifteth up the beggar from the dunghill, to set them among princes, and to make them inherit the throne of glory : for the pillars of the earth are the Lord's, and he hath set the world upon them.
Page 266 - FLUNG to the heedless winds, Or on the waters cast, Their ashes shall be watched, And gathered at the last : And from that scattered dust, Around us and abroad, Shall spring a plenteous seed Of witnesses for God.
Page 56 - The path of the just is as the shining light which shineth more and more unto the perfect day.
Page 201 - I told my opponents the only man who could "put me down" was myself, and I trusted I should do nothing to bring about that result. If thrust out of my own pulpit, I made up my mind to lecture from city to city, from town to town, from village to village, nay...
Page 109 - Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.

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