The Traveller; Or, Meditations on Various Subjects: Written on Board a Man of War. To which is Added, Converse with the World UnseenE. Torrey and W. Seaver, 1812 - 372 pages |
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Popular passages
Page 128 - No man that warreth entangleth himself with the affairs of this life ; that he may please him who hath chosen him to be a soldier.
Page 269 - Put on the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
Page 18 - Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud; and he shall hear my voice.
Page 155 - The Lord is slow to anger, and great in power, and will not at all acquit the wicked: the Lord hath his way in the whirlwind and in the storm, and the clouds are the dust of his feet.
Page 105 - The hour is coming when all that are in their graves shall hear (he voice of the Son of Man, and shall come forth ; they that have done good, to the resurrection of life ; and they that have done evil, to the resurrection of damnation.
Page 140 - Not as though I had already attained, either were already perfect: but I follow after, if that I may apprehend that for which also I am apprehended of Christ Jesus.
Page 108 - For thus saith the Lord unto the eunuchs that keep my Sabbaths, and choose the things that please me, and take hold of my covenant ; even unto them will I give in mine house and within my walls a place and a name better than of sons and of daughters : I will give them an everlasting name, that shall not be cut off.
Page 269 - Wherefore take unto you the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.
Page 109 - But the Lord said unto me, Say not, I am a child : for thou shalt go to all that I shall send thee, and whatsoever I command thee thou shalt speak. Be not afraid of their faces : for I am with thee to deliver thee, saith the Lord.
Page 229 - If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth...