Original Narratives of Early American History, Volume 14

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John Franklin Jameson
C. Scribner's Sons, 1913 - America - 412 pages
 

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Page 112 - See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god with me : I kill, and I make alive ; I wound and I heal ; neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand.
Page 145 - And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him.
Page 145 - From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me. I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: From day even to night wilt thou make an end of me. Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove : Mine eyes fail with looking upward: O Lord, I am oppressed ; undertake for me.
Page 114 - Behold, happy is the man whom God correcteth ; therefore despise not thou the chastening of the Almighty.
Page 121 - ... a company of hellhounds, roaring, singing, ranting, and insulting, as if they would have torn our very hearts out; yet the Lord by his Almighty power preserved a number of us from death, for there were twenty-four of us taken alive and carried captive.
Page 164 - Thus saith the Lord ; Refrain thy voice from weeping, and thine eyes from tears: for thy work shall be rewarded, saith the Lord ; and they shall come again from the land of the enemy. And there is hope in thine end, saith the Lord, that thy children shall come again to their own border.
Page 125 - I am feeble and sore broken : I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
Page 161 - GIVE thanks unto THE LORD, for He is good : For His mercy endureth for ever. Let the redeemed of THE LORD say so, Whom He hath redeemed From the hand of the enemy...
Page 165 - If any of thine be driven out unto the outmost parts of heaven, from thence will the Lord thy God gather thee, and from thence will He fetch thee. And the Lord thy God will bring thee into the land which thy fathers possessed, and thou shalt possess it; and He will do thee good, and multiply thee above thy fathers.
Page 237 - 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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