Memoirs of Philip P. Bliss

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A.S. Barnes, 1877 - Christian poetry, American - 367 pages
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OCLC: 4336872
Related Subjects: Bliss, P. P. -- (Philip Paul), -- 1838-1876.
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Page 35 - ... in the cities of Judah, and in the streets of Jerusalem, that are desolate, without man, and without inhabitant, and without beast, the voice of joy, and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom, and the voice of the bride...
Page 342 - And the king said unto his servants, Know ye not that there is a prince and a great man fallen this day in Israel?
Page 149 - When Jesus heard it, he saith unto them, They that are whole have no need of the physician, but they that are sick : I came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.
Page 373 - And beside this, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue, and to virtue knowledge, and to knowledge temperance, and to temperance patience, and to patience godliness, and to godliness brotherly kindness, and to brotherly kindness charity. For if these things be in you, and abound, they make you that ye shall neither be barren nor unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.
Page 373 - Lord, according as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue : whereby are given unto us exceeding great and precious promises : that by these ye might be partakers of the divine nature, having escaped the corruption that is in the world through lust.
Page 114 - Let the lower lights be burning ! Send a gleam across the wave ! Some poor fainting, struggling seaman You may rescue, you may save.
Page 353 - But of the times and the seasons, brethren, ye have no need that I write unto you. For yourselves know perfectly that the Day of the Lord so cometh as a thief in the night.
Page 345 - I GAVE my life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou mightst ransomed be, And quickened from the dead. I gave my life for thee ; What hast thou given for me ? I spent long years for thee In weariness and woe, That an eternity Of joy thou mightest know.
Page 147 - More sorrow for sin; More faith in my Saviour, More sense of His care; More joy in His service, More purpose in prayer.
Page 185 - The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer ; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.

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