The life of mrs. [M.] Fletcher, relict of John Fletcher, vicar of Madeley

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Side 263 - Come ye blessed children of my Father, receive the kingdom prepared for you from the beginning of the world : Grant this, we beseech thee, O merciful Father, through Jesus Christ, our Mediator and Redeemer.
Side 21 - Jesus' blood, through earth and skies, Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries. 4 By faith, I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ; Hither, when hell assails, I flee ; I look into my Saviour's breast ; Away, sad doubt and anxious fear, Mercy is all that's written there.
Side 92 - And we desire that every one of you do shew the same diligence to the full assurance of hope unto the end: That ye be not slothful, but followers of them who through faith and patience inherit the promises.
Side 92 - Now he that hath wrought us for the self-same thing is God, who also hath given unto us the earnest of the Spirit.
Side 187 - And this is his commandment, That we should believe on the name of his Son Jesus Christ, and love one another, as he gave us commandment.
Side 92 - For our gospel came not unto you in word only, but also in power, and in the Holy Ghost, and in much assurance ; as ye know what manner of men we were among you for your sake.
Side 167 - I'll praise my Maker, while I've breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, or thought, or being last, Or immortality endures.
Side 120 - And if they be bound in fetters, and be holden in cords of affliction; 9 Then he sheweth them their work, and their transgressions, that they have exceeded.
Side 77 - They did promise and vow three things in my name. First, that I should renounce the devil and all his works, the pomps and vanities of this wicked world, and all the sinful lusts of the flesh.
Side 217 - every moment, O Polly, my dear Polly, God is Love ! Shout ! Shout aloud ! I want a gust of praise to go to the ends of the earth ! But it seems as if I could not speak much longer. Let us fix on a sign between ourselves. Now,' said he, (tapping me twice with his finger,) ' I mean, God is love. And we will draw each other into God.

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