 | John Flavel - 1671 - 576 páginas
...bones," that is, it consumes the very marrow with which they are moistened. So Psa. 32 : 3, 4, " My bones waxed old, through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy on me : my moisture is turned into the drought of summer." What a spectacle of pity did Francis... | |
 | Patrick Delany - 1742 - 386 páginas
...and wafted with grief, and his mind upon the rack. When I kept Jilence*, my bones -waxed old, thro1 my roaring, all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me I acknowledged my Jin unto thee : and mine iniquity have I not hid : If aid I will confefs... | |
 | John Flavel - 1770 - 520 páginas
...VoL. I. M mm marrow with which they are moiftned. So Pfal. xxxii. 3, 4. •' My bones waxeJ old, and through my roaring all the day ". long : For day and night thy hand was heavy on me : My " moifture" (or chief lap) " is turned into the drought of futn. " mer." Wh;tt a fpefracle... | |
 | James Robe - 1790 - 478 páginas
...The Pfalmift's words might well be applied to them, Pfal. xxxii. 3, 4. When I kept ftlencc, my bones waxed old; through my roaring all the day long. For day and ntght thy hand was heavy upon me : my moifture is turned into the drought of fummer. — Next day their... | |
 | Andrew Fuller - 1801 - 108 páginas
...experience. Guilt and defilement had eaten up all his enjoyment. /Then I kept Jilcnce, faith he, my bones waxed old, through my roaring all the day long: for day and night thy hand was heavy upon me; iny moiflure is turned into the drought of fummer. It does not appear that he fully... | |
 | Philip Doddridge - 1803 - 666 páginas
...himself as thirsting for pardon, when he says, under a sense of guilt, Whilst I kept silence my bonus waxed old, through my roaring all the day long ; For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me, my moisture was turned into the drought of summer f. It was like an envenomed arrow... | |
 | Philip Doddridge - 1803 - 676 páginas
...as thirsting for pardon, when he says, under a sense of guilt, Whilst I kept silence my bones wared old, through my roaring all the day long ; For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me, my moisture was turned into the drought of summer f. It was like an envenomed arrow... | |
 | Joseph Bellamy - 1804 - 454 páginas
...Hept silence, (ie before Nathan came, who brought me to an open confession — see ver. 5.) my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long : For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me : My moisture is turned into the drought of summer : And never did a believer depart... | |
 | Thomas Scott - 1805 - 566 páginas
...of God, experience such disquietude as the Psalmist has described? " When I kept silence, my bones waxed "old, through my roaring all the day long : for " day and night thy hand was heavy upon me; " my moisture is turned into the drought in sum" mer1." Why should you pertinaciously... | |
 | Samuel Eyles Pierce - 1808 - 522 páginas
...he for a feafon neglcfted to humble himfelf before God by confeffion. When I kept filencf, my bones waxed old ; through my roaring all the day • long. For day and night thy hand ix'as heavy upon me : my moijlure is turned into the drought of fummer. ScL'h. This brought him to... | |
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When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. 
