The Twentieth Century, Volumen31

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Nineteenth Century and After Limited., 1892
 

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Página 439 - ... the same shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured out without mixture into the cup of His indignation : and he shall be tormented with fire and brimstone in the presence of the holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb : and the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever : and they have no rest day nor night, who worship the beast and his image, and whosoever receiveth the mark of his name.
Página 445 - I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
Página 704 - Because I could not stop for Death He kindly stopped for me The Carriage held but just Ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove - He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility We passed the School, where Children...
Página 593 - O for ten years, that I may overwhelm Myself in poesy; so I may do the deed That my own soul has to 'itself decreed.
Página 704 - We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, ' The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses
Página 913 - For though I preach the gospel, I have nothing to glory of : for necessity is laid upon me; yea, woe is unto me, if I preach not the gospel...
Página 436 - Sirat. which they say is laid over the midst of hell, and described to be finer than a hair, and sharper than the edge of a sword...
Página 916 - Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer : and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him.
Página 309 - All that we feel of it begins and ends In the small circle of our foes or friends ; To all beside as much an empty shade...
Página 920 - Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is. For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green ; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit.

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