A Voice from the East to the Young: In a Series of Letters to the Children of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church of North America

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Board of Publication of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church, 1856 - India - 322 pages

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Page 187 - Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbor, and hate thine enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you and persecute you...
Page 187 - I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them that despitefully use you, and persecute you; that ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
Page 25 - And Jacob rose up early in the morning, and took the stone that he had put for his pillows, and set it up for a pillar, and poured oil upon the top of it.
Page 18 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep : If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Page 88 - And that servant, which knew his lord's will, and prepared • not himself, neither did according to his will, shall be beaten with many stripes.
Page 153 - God is a spirit, and they who worship him, must worship him in spirit and in truth.
Page 90 - Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones, and of all uncleanness.
Page 33 - Some remain all day with their heads on the ground and their feet in the air, some cram their eyes with mud and their mouths with straw. One man may be seen lying with his...
Page 219 - Rise, touched with gratitude divine — Turn out his enemy and thine, — That soul-destroying monster, sin, And let the heavenly Stranger in. 5. Admit him, ere his anger burn, — His feet departed, ne'er return ; Admit him, or the hour's at hand You'll at his door rejected stand.
Page 70 - O for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break, And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak.

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