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Side 353 - So may the outward shows be least themselves: The world is still deceived with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it and approve it with a text...
Side 222 - But with me it is a very small thing that I should be judged of you, or of man's judgment; yea, I judge not mine own. self ; (for I know nothing by myself; yet am I not hereby justified;) but he that judgeth me is the Lord.
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Side 276 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Side 442 - Even a child is known by his doings, whether his work be pure, and whether it be right.
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