 | Joseph Hall - 1660 - 492 страници
...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... | |
 | John Flavel - 1671 - 576 страници
...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... | |
 | Edward Harley - 1735 - 798 страници
...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... | |
 | Patrick Delany - 1742 - 386 страници
...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... | |
 | John Flavel - 1770 - 520 страници
...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 страници
...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... | |
 | Andrew Fuller - 1801 - 108 страници
...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;... | |
 | Philip Doddridge - 1803 - 666 страници
...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...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... | |
 | Philip Doddridge - 1803 - 676 страници
...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...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... | |
 | Joseph Bellamy - 1804 - 454 страници
...&c.... Wlule 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...and night thy hand was heavy upon me : My moisture is turned into the drought of summer : And never did a believer depart from God to seek another resting... | |
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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. 
