Thoughts for the Thoughtful

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273 ÆäÀÌÁö - And now I stand and am judged for the hope of the promise made of God unto our fathers: unto which promise our twelve tribes, instantly serving God day and night, hope to come. For which hope's sake, king Agrippa, I am accused of the Jews. Why should it be thought a thing incredible with you, that God should raise the dead...
165 ÆäÀÌÁö - More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold; sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb. Moreover by them is thy servant warned; and in keeping of them there is great reward.
117 ÆäÀÌÁö - The LORD, ye know, is GOD indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
94 ÆäÀÌÁö - As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth : For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone ; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
237 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God. For consider him that endured such contradiction of sinners against himself, lest ye be wearied and faint in your minds.
263 ÆäÀÌÁö - The days of our years are threescore years and ten; And if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, Yet is their strength labour and sorrow; For it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
18 ÆäÀÌÁö - Therefore the redeemed of the LORD shall return, and come with singing unto Zion ; and everlasting joy shall be upon their head: they shall obtain gladness and joy; and sorrow and mourning shall flee away.
271 ÆäÀÌÁö - Being, who is infinitely more than an adequate object of all those affections : whom we are commanded to love with all our heart, with all our soul, and with all our mind.
95 ÆäÀÌÁö - Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am. Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity.
17 ÆäÀÌÁö - Blessed are ye, when men shall hate you, and when they shall separate you from their company, and shall reproach you, and cast out your name as evil, for the Son of man's sake.

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