The Eclectic Review, Том 6;Том 24

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Страница 424 - Will you be ready with all faithful diligence to banish and drive away all erroneous and strange doctrines contrary to God's word...
Страница 178 - IT is certain by God's word, that children which are baptized, dying before they commit actual sin, are undoubtedly saved.
Страница 545 - And whether one member suffer, all the members suffer with it; or one member be honoured, all the members rejoice with it.
Страница 600 - Behold, thou hast driven me out this day from the face of the earth; and from thy face shall I be hid; and I shall be a fugitive and a vagabond in the earth; and it shall come to pass, that every one that findeth me shall slay me.
Страница 422 - City, and holding a pure faith in the unity of the Spirit and in the bond of peace...
Страница 393 - Nor aught else in the liquid mirror laves Its portraiture, but some inconstant star Between one foliaged lattice twinkling fair, Or, painted bird, sleeping beneath the moon, Or gorgeous insect floating motionless, Unconscious of the day, ere yet his wings Have spread their glories to the gaze of noon.
Страница 399 - Die, he or justice must; unless for him Some other, able, and as willing, pay The rigid satisfaction ; death for death.
Страница 546 - And God hath set some in the church, first apostles, secondarily prophets, thirdly teachers, after that miracles, then gifts of healings, helps, governments, diversities of tongues.
Страница 367 - For the Jews require a sign, and the Greeks seek after wisdom: But we preach Christ crucified, unto the Jews a stumbling block, and unto the Greeks foolishness; But unto them which are called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God, and the wisdom of God.
Страница 49 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills and they To heaven.

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