Missionary Labours and Scenes in Southern Africa

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J. Snow, 1842 - Africa, Southern - 624 pages
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Page 298 - Nevertheless, he left not himself without witness, in that he did good, and gave us rain from heaven, and fruitful seasons, filling our hearts with food and gladness.
Page 30 - There shall be an handful of corn in the earth upon the top of the mountains ; the fruit thereof shall shake like Lebanon : and they of the city shall flourish like grass of the earth.
Page 612 - If there be therefore any consolation in Christ, if any comfort of love, if any fellowship of the Spirit, if any bowels and mercies, fulfil ye my joy, that ye be like-minded, having the same love, being of one accord, of one mind...
Page 266 - Thus saith the Lord, thy redeemer, and he that formed thee from the womb, I am the Lord that maketh all things; that stretcheth forth the heavens alone; that spreadeth abroad the earth by myself...
Page 143 - God, in much patience, in afflictions, in necessities, in distresses, in stripes, in imprisonments, in tumults, in labours, in watchings, in fastings ; by pureness, by knowledge, by long-suffering, by kindness, by the Holy Ghost, by love unfeigned, by the word of truth, by the power of God, by the armour of righteousness on the right hand and on the left...
Page 32 - These things hast thou done, and I kept silence ; Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such an one as thyself : But I will reprove thee, and set them in order before thine eyes." Now consider this, ye that forget God, Lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver.
Page 482 - Call upon me in the time of trouble, and I will deliver thee.
Page 106 - In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul.
Page 187 - In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thine hand: for thou knowest not whether shall prosper, either this or that, or whether they both shall be alike good.
Page 537 - O king, afflict not my heart ! I have merited thy displeasure ; let me be slain like the warrior ; I cannot live with the poor." And, raising his hand to the ring he wore on his brow, he continued, " How can I live among the dogs of the king, and disgrace these badges of honour which I won among the spears and shields of the mighty?

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