Memoir and remains of the rev. Robert Murray M'Cheyne, abridged [by J.Coventry] from the larger work [ed. by A.A. Bonar].

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Sayfa 86 - Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father but by me.
Sayfa 118 - The voice of my beloved ! behold he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. My beloved is like a roe or a young hart : Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh forth at the windows, Shewing himself through the lattice.
Sayfa 115 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Sayfa 93 - God: but he stiffened his neck, and hardened his heart from turning unto the Lord God of Israel. "Moreover all the chief of the priests, and the people, transgressed very much after all the abominations of the heathen ; and polluted the house of the Lord which he had hallowed in Jerusalem.
Sayfa 93 - But they mocked the messengers of God, and despised his words, and misused his prophets; until the wrath of the Lord arose against his people till there was no remedy.
Sayfa 83 - Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer ; Trials bring me to his feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.
Sayfa 73 - Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort ; Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.
Sayfa 114 - O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Sayfa 98 - And to the others he said in mine hearing, Go ye after him through the city, and smite: let not your eye spare, neither have ye pity: Slay utterly old and young, both maids, and little children, and women: but come not near any man upon whom is the mark; and begin at my sanctuary.
Sayfa 121 - Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.

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