Wise to Win Souls: A Memoir of the Rev. Zephaniah Job

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Hamilton, Adams, and Company, sold also by John Mason, 1857 - 262 pages
 

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Page 70 - LORD, what a change within us one short hour Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make ; What heavy burdens from our bosoms take ; What parched grounds refresh as with a shower ! We kneel, and all around us seems to lower ; We rise, and all, the distant and the near, Stands forth, in sunny outline, brave and clear.
Page 68 - tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.
Page 237 - Every man according as he purposeth in his heart, so let him give ; not grudgingly, or of necessity: for God loveth a cheerful giver.
Page 71 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Page 204 - Finally brethren, farewell : be perfect, be of good comfort, be of one mind, live in peace ; and the God of love and peace shall be with you.
Page 218 - Christian saw the picture of a very grave person hang up against the wall; and this was the fashion of it. It had eyes lifted up to heaven, the best of books in his hand, the law of truth was written upon his lips, the world was behind his back. It stood as if it pleaded with men, and a crown of gold did hang over his head.
Page 258 - I give unto you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy: and nothing shall by any means hurt you. 20 Notwithstanding in this rejoice not, that the spirits are subject unto you; but rather rejoice, because your names are written in heaven.
Page 43 - Let no man despise thy youth; but be thou an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity.
Page 258 - But we are not of them who draw back unto perdition; but of them that believe to the saving of the soul.
Page 160 - WHEN all thy mercies, 0 my God ! My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I 'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.

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