Edifying thoughts on God's paternal heart, and the Lord's prayer. Transl

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J. Richardson & T. Field, 1761 - 12 strani
 

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Stran 214 - I will ransom them from the power of the grave ; I will redeem them from death: O death, I will be thy plagues; O grave, I will be thy destruction: Repentance shall be hid from mine eyes.
Stran 121 - God ; and I will give them one heart and one way, that they may fear me for ever, for the good of them, and of their children after them : and I will make an EVERLASTING covenant with them, that I will not turn away from them to do them good : but I will put my fear in their hearts, that they shall not depart from me.
Stran 210 - My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning. Let Israel hope in the Lord: for with the Lord there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption. And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.
Stran 193 - Howbeit, in the business of the ambassadors of the princes of Babylon, who sent unto him to inquire of the wonder that was done in the land, God left him, to try him, that he might know all that was in his heart.
Stran 120 - But I will come to you shortly, if the Lord will, and will know, not the speech of them which are puffed up, but the power. 20 For the kingdom of God is not in word, but in power.
Stran 111 - I have declared unto them thy name, and will declare it : that the love wherewith thou hast loved me may be in them, and I in them.
Stran 217 - And the Lord shall deliver me from every evil work, and will preserve me unto his heavenly kingdom : to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
Stran 228 - Both riches and honour come of thee, and thou reignest over all; and in thine hand is power and might; and in thine hand it is to make great, and to give strength unto all.
Stran 214 - O death, where is thy fting ? O grave, where is thy victory ? The fting of death is fin ; and the ftrength of fin is the law.

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