History of the African Mission of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States: With Memoirs of Deceased Missionaries, and Notices of Native Customs

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Stanford and Swords, 1853 - 300 lappuses
 

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29. lappuse - Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it, until he receive the early and latter rain. Be ye also patient; stablish your hearts : for the Coming of the Lord draweth nigh.
111. lappuse - Although the fig-tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines ; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat ; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stall ; yet will I rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
50. lappuse - Howbeit they looked when he should have swollen, or fallen down dead suddenly: but after they had looked a great while, and saw no harm come to him, they changed their minds, and said that he was a god.
273. lappuse - Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain: Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind...
61. lappuse - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my heacl, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
115. lappuse - THE Spirit, in our hearts, Is whispering;, sinner, Come : The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims To all his children, Come. 2 Let him that heareth say To all about him, Come : Let him that thirsts for righteousness To Christ, the fountain, come.
283. lappuse - For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
85. lappuse - And I will very gladly spend and be spent for you; though the more abundantly I love you, the less I be loved.
205. lappuse - There's nothing bright, above, below, From flowers that bloom to stars that glow, But in its light my soul can see Some feature of thy Deity.

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