The Arminian Magazine: Consisting of Extracts and Original Treatises on Universal Redemption, 10. köideJ. Fry & Company in Queen-Street: and sold at the Foundery, near Upper-Moor-Fields, and by the booksellers in town and country, 1787 |
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... given us in Chrift Jefus . And to be faved by grace ; is to be faved by the mercy and favour of God to us , according to thefe words of the fame Apofle , When the kindness and love of God our Saviour to 1 When 4 DISCOURSES ON THE FIVE ...
... given us in Chrift Jefus . And to be faved by grace ; is to be faved by the mercy and favour of God to us , according to thefe words of the fame Apofle , When the kindness and love of God our Saviour to 1 When 4 DISCOURSES ON THE FIVE ...
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... given to us , whether prophefy , let us prophefy according to the proportion of faith , & c . To the Corinthians he fpeaks thus , I thank my God for the grace which is given to you ; fo that ye come behind the other Churches in no gift ...
... given to us , whether prophefy , let us prophefy according to the proportion of faith , & c . To the Corinthians he fpeaks thus , I thank my God for the grace which is given to you ; fo that ye come behind the other Churches in no gift ...
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... which we may eafily learn , from their being repeated in the gospel no lefs than eight times ) To him that hath fhall be given ; but from him that hath not shall be taken away even what him 3 A SERMON ON 1 COR . X. 13 .
... which we may eafily learn , from their being repeated in the gospel no lefs than eight times ) To him that hath fhall be given ; but from him that hath not shall be taken away even what him 3 A SERMON ON 1 COR . X. 13 .
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... given us . " 7. But befides evil men , do not evil fpirits alfo continually furround us on every fide ? Do not Satan and his angels con- tinually go about , feeking whom they may devour ? Who is out of the reach of their malice and ...
... given us . " 7. But befides evil men , do not evil fpirits alfo continually furround us on every fide ? Do not Satan and his angels con- tinually go about , feeking whom they may devour ? Who is out of the reach of their malice and ...
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... given up wife and friends ! I am crucified to the world , and the fear of death is quite gone . " He then fent for his friends and neighbours , and charged them to forfake their fins , and turn to God : adding , “ If you do , He will ...
... given up wife and friends ! I am crucified to the world , and the fear of death is quite gone . " He then fent for his friends and neighbours , and charged them to forfake their fins , and turn to God : adding , “ If you do , He will ...
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Account afked againſt Aleppo alfo almoft anfwer Arminian aſked becauſe bleffed caufe Chrift Chriftians confiderable continued The fame dear death defire doth eternal evil fafe faid faith falvation father faved fear feemed feen fenfe fent feven feveral fhall fhe faid fhew fhip fhort fhould fide fince firft fmall fome fometimes foon forrow foul fpeak fpirit friends ftate ftill ftone ftrong fuch fuffer fufficient fuppofe fure glory grace hath heart heaven himſelf holy houfe houſe increaſe Jefus juft laft leaft lefs likewife live Lord mafter mercy mifery mind moft moſt muft muſt myſelf obferved occafion perfon pleafed pleaſe pleaſure poffible praife praiſe prayer prefent promife purpoſe raiſed reafon refpect reft ſaid ſhe Socinian Sophronius ſpeak Spira thee thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe thou thouſand underſtanding unto uſe whofe words worfe yourſelf
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Page 490 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Page 491 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Page 324 - She was dressed in black, her skin was contracted into a thousand wrinkles, her eyes deep sunk in her head, and her complexion pale and livid as the countenance of death. Her looks were filled with terror and unrelenting severity, and her hands armed with whips and scorpions.
Page 71 - For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away : but the Word of the Lord endureth for ever. And this is the Word which by the Gospel is preached unto you.
Page 604 - Even such is man; who lives by breath, Is here, now there, in life, and death. The grass withers, the tale is ended; The bird is flown, the dew's ascended; The hour is short, the span not long; The swan's near death; man's life is done.
Page 599 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then, how little do we need, For nature's calls are few ! In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
Page 599 - And crown our hoary hairs ; They'll grow in virtue every day, And thus our fondest loves repay, And recompense our cares. No borrow'd joys ! they're all our own, While to the world we live unknown, Or by the world forgot...
Page 117 - Whose adorning, let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel; but let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the orna-ment of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price.
Page 52 - The medal, faithful to its charge of fame, Through climes and ages bears each form and name: In one short view subjected to our eye, Gods, emperors, heroes, sages, beauties, lie. With sharpen'd sight pale antiquaries pore, Th' inscription value, but the rust adore.
Page 492 - Around, in sympathetic mirth, Its tricks the kitten tries; The cricket chirrups in the hearth, The crackling faggot flies. But nothing could a charm impart To soothe the stranger's woe; For grief was heavy at his heart, And tears began to flow. His rising cares the Hermit spied, With answering care opprest : " And whence, unhappy youth," he cried, " The sorrows of thy breast ? " From better habitations spurn'd, Reluctant dost thou rove?