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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. "
Town and Country Sermons - 213 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: Charles Kingsley - 1861 - 380 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Shaking of the Olive-tree: The Remaining Works of that Incomparable ...

Joseph Hall - 1660 - 492 ÆäÀÌÁö
...grievous fin that we have been mifcarried into : Holy David is a meet example for us ; Mytonei,(mh he, waxed old, through my roaring all the day long ; for day and night thy hand was heauie upon me ; my moifture is turned into the drought of Summer, P fa!. 32. 3,4. and clfewhere, My...
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The Fountain of Life Opened, Or, A Display of Christ in His Essential and ...

John Flavel - 1671 - 576 ÆäÀÌÁö
...the 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 Spira...
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An abstract of the historical part of the Old Testament [by E. Harley ..., 2±Ç

Edward Harley - 1735 - 798 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Night thy Hand was heavy up" on me; my MOISTURE is turned into the Drought " of Summer. " Pf. xxxii. 3. When I kept Silence, my BONES " waxed old, through my roaring all the Day long. : «,;5 JPf> x*xiv. 17. The RIGHTEOUS cry, and the " Lo RD heareth, and delivereth them out of all...
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An Historical Account of the Life and Reign of David, King of Israel ..., 3±Ç

Patrick Delany - 1742 - 386 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 my tranjgrejjions...
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The Whole Works of the Reverend Mr. John Flavel ...

John Flavel - 1770 - 520 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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...
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Narratives of the Extraordinary Work of the Spirit of God, at Cambuslang ...

James Robe - 1790 - 478 ÆäÀÌÁö
...fituatiou — 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...
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The backslider; or, An enquiry into the nature, symptoms, and effects of ...

Andrew Fuller - 1801 - 108 ÆäÀÌÁö
...bitter 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 defifted from prayer;...
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The Works of the Rev. P. Doddridge, 2±Ç

Philip Doddridge - 1803 - 666 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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...and night thy hand was heavy upon me, my moisture was turned into the drought of summer f. It was like an envenomed arrow shot into his soul, the poison...
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The works of... P. Doddridge [ed. by E. Williams and E. Parsons ..., 2±Ç

Philip Doddridge - 1803 - 676 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 shot into his soul, the poison...
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Sermons on Various Important Subjects: Written Partly on Sundry of the More ...

Andrew Lee - 1803 - 406 ÆäÀÌÁö
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