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Page 348 - All the paths of the Lord are mercy and truth : unto such as keep his covenant and his testimonies.
Page 251 - Say not thou, What is the cause that the former days were better than these? for thou dost not inquire wisely concerning this.
Page 98 - Who is among you that feareth the Lord, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light ? let him trust in the name of the Lord, and stay upon his God.
Page 276 - Who His own self bare our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness : by Whose stripes ye were healed.
Page 243 - From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
Page 175 - IT is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High: 2 To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night, 3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound.
Page 175 - Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
Page 147 - The days of our years are threescore years and ten; And if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, Yet is their strength labour and sorrow; For it is soon cut off, and we fly away.