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Página 224 - And they said one to another, Did not our heart burn within us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the Scriptures?
Página 271 - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Página 114 - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, — They rise, but never set.
Página 246 - Wherefore in all things it behoved Him to be made like unto His brethren, that He might be a merciful and faithful High Priest in things pertaining to God, to make reconciliation for the sins of the people. For in that He Himself hath suffered being tempted, He is able to succour them that are tempted.
Página 85 - For we have not an High Priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities ; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin.
Página 66 - For our conversation is in heaven ; from whence also we look for the Saviour, the LORD JESUS CHRIST : who shall change our vile body, that it may be fashioned like unto His glorious body, according to the working whereby He is able to subdue all things unto Himself
Página 131 - It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold : "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, From heaven's all-gracious King!
Página 122 - Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come.