The Arminian Magazine: Consisting of Extracts and Original Treatises on Universal Redemption, Volume 8J. Fry & Company in Queen-Street: and sold at the Foundery, near Upper-Moor-Fields, and by the booksellers in town and country, 1785 |
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... happy in him : while her tempers , words , and works declared the deep piety of her heart . My acquaintance with her began at Edinburgh , in 1775 , and I have ever had cause to bless God for the day I first saw her . After a wonderful ...
... happy in him : while her tempers , words , and works declared the deep piety of her heart . My acquaintance with her began at Edinburgh , in 1775 , and I have ever had cause to bless God for the day I first saw her . After a wonderful ...
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... happy in the reflection , that we never had one jarring firing fince we knew each other : that , notwithstanding we have had many trials from others , yet , to each other we have never been the leaft cause of forrow . And if the Lord ...
... happy in the reflection , that we never had one jarring firing fince we knew each other : that , notwithstanding we have had many trials from others , yet , to each other we have never been the leaft cause of forrow . And if the Lord ...
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... Happy is he , and he alone , who knows His heart's uneafy difcord to compose ; In generous love of others good to find The sweetest pleasures of the focial mind ; To bound his wishes in their proper sphere ; To nourish pleasing hope ...
... Happy is he , and he alone , who knows His heart's uneafy difcord to compose ; In generous love of others good to find The sweetest pleasures of the focial mind ; To bound his wishes in their proper sphere ; To nourish pleasing hope ...
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... happy swain , Tills the rich foil , and reaps the bearded grain : Bleft in these mid - land feats fecure he toils , No coafters ravage , and no tempest spoils . Here Bordsley ... Happy Happy the man ! who from the noisy town , 62 POETRY .
... happy swain , Tills the rich foil , and reaps the bearded grain : Bleft in these mid - land feats fecure he toils , No coafters ravage , and no tempest spoils . Here Bordsley ... Happy Happy the man ! who from the noisy town , 62 POETRY .
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... happy ? vain furmise ! As foon may titles make an idiot wife . If heaven - born Virtue reign not in the breaft , The rich , the gay , the great , can ne'er be bleft ; When the swoln heart with mad ambition glows , And hell - bred ...
... happy ? vain furmise ! As foon may titles make an idiot wife . If heaven - born Virtue reign not in the breaft , The rich , the gay , the great , can ne'er be bleft ; When the swoln heart with mad ambition glows , And hell - bred ...
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The Arminian Magazine: Consisting of Extracts and Original ..., Volume 17 John Wesley Affichage du livre entier - 1794 |
The Arminian Magazine: Consisting of Extracts and Original ..., Volume 6 John Wesley Affichage du livre entier - 1783 |
The Arminian Magazine: Consisting of Extracts and Original ..., Volume 10 John Wesley Affichage du livre entier - 1787 |
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Page 528 - Bagdat, in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life ; and passing from one thought to another : Surely, said I, man is but a shadow and life a dream.
Page 531 - Some were looking up towards the heavens in a thoughtful posture, and in the midst of a speculation stumbled and fell out of sight. Multitudes were very busy in the pursuit of bubbles that glittered in their eyes and danced before them, but often when they thought themselves within the reach of them their footing failed and down they sunk.
Page 528 - I discovered one in the habit of a shepherd, with a little musical instrument in his hand. As I looked upon him he applied it to his lips, and began to play upon it. The sound of it was...
Page 531 - ... on trap-doors which did not seem to lie in their way, and which they might have escaped had they not been thus forced upon them. 'The Genius seeing me indulge myself on this melancholy prospect, told me I had dwelt long enough upon it. Take thine eyes off the bridge...
Page 487 - Can he delight in the production of such abortive intelligences, such short-lived reasonable beings? Would he give us talents that are not to be exerted ? Capacities...
Page 12 - And some days after Paul said unto Barnabas, Let us go again and visit our brethren in every city where we have preached the word of the Lord, and see how they do.
Page 529 - Cast thy eyes eastward, said he, and tell me what thou seest. I see, said I, a huge valley, and a prodigious tide of water rolling through it. The valley that thou seest...
Page 487 - He does not seem born to enjoy life, but to deliver it down to others. This is not surprising to consider in animals, which are formed for our use, and can finish their business in a short life. The silk-worm, after having spun her task, lays her eggs and dies.
Page 365 - FROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Page 488 - With what astonishment and veneration may we look into our own souls, where there are such hidden stores of virtue and knowledge, such inexhausted sources of perfection! We know not yet what we shall be, nor will it ever enter into the heart of man to conceive the glory that will be always in reserve for him. The soul, considered with its Creator, is like one of those mathematical...