Memoir of William C. Walton: Late Pastor of the Second Presbyterian Church in Alexandria, D. C., and of the Free Church in Hartford, Conn

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D. Burgess and Company, 1837 - 319 sider

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Side 274 - Oh Death ! where is thy sting ? Oh Grave ! where is thy victory ? The sting of Death is sin, and the strength of sin is the Law.
Side 246 - Curse ye Meroz, said the angel of the Lord, curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof; because they came not to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty.
Side 141 - Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort ; Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.
Side 274 - Sweet in the confidence of faith To trust his firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in his hands, And know no will but his.
Side 47 - I SAID, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue : I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
Side 206 - The centurion answered and said. Lord, I am not worthy that thou shouldest come under my roof: but speak the word only, and my servant shall be healed.
Side 240 - And the sons of strangers shall build up thy walls, and their kings shall minister unto thee: for in my wrath I smote thee, but in my favour have I had mercy on thee.
Side 182 - I have fought my way through ; I have finished the work thou didst give me to do ; " O that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, "Well and faithfully done ; Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne.
Side 232 - Hear ye me, Asa, and all Judah and Benjamin: The LORD is with you while ye be with him: and if ye seek him, he will be found of you: but if ye forsake him, he will forsake you.
Side 29 - Why should ye be stricken any more ? ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrifying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.

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