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Стр. 72 - And he said, This will I do: I will pull down my barns, and build greater; and there will I bestow all my fruits and my goods.
Стр. 11 - Into the thickest wood ; there soon they chose The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renowned, But such as at this day to Indians known In Malabar or Deccan spreads her arms Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillared shade High overarched, and echoing walks between...
Стр. 12 - Fifty straight columns propt its lofty head, And many a long depending shoot Seeking to strike its root, Straight, like a plummet, grew towards the ground.
Стр. 123 - They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. For the Lamb, which is in the midst of the throne, shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of water: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.
Стр. 142 - Go to the Ant, thou Sluggard, consider her ways, and be wise : which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, provideth her 15 meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.
Стр. 172 - In the deserts let me labor, On the mountains let me tell, How he died — the blessed Saviour — To redeem a world from hell ! Let me hasten, Far in heathen lands to dwell.
Стр. 61 - Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.
Стр. 2 - Then they that feared the Lord spake often one to another, and the Lord hearkened and heard it. and a book of remembrance was written before him for them that feared the Lord, and that thought upon His name.