Worship Beyond the Usual: An Echo of the Voice of John W. Carlton

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Mercer University Press, 1993 - 116 pàgines

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The Worship of the Ministry
1
The Ministry of Worship
9
The Worship of Every Week
17
The Worship of Special Weeks and Days
33
The Worship of Prayer
47
The Word in Worship
59
Preparation for Preparation for Worship
75
Vocation as Worship
93
Hope as Worship
103
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Pàgina 87 - Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast...
Pàgina 35 - And in that region there were shepherds out in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And an angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were filled with fear.
Pàgina 82 - Sir, the life of a parson, of a conscientious clergyman, is not easy. I have always considered a clergyman as the father of a larger family than he is able to maintain. I would rather have Chancery suits upon my hands than the cure of souls. No, Sir, I do not envy a clergyman's life as an easy life, nor do I envy the clergyman who makes it an easy life.
Pàgina 83 - MacWhirr had sailed over the surface of the oceans as some men go skimming over the years of existence to sink gently into a placid grave, ignorant of life to the last, without ever having been made to see all it may contain of perfidy, of violence, and of terror.
Pàgina 23 - I am the LORD thy God, which brought thee out of the land of Egypt : open thy mouth wide, and I will fill it.
Pàgina 100 - Where is the life we have lost in living! Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge Where is the knowledge we have lost in information The cycles of Heaven in twenty centuries Brings us farther from God and nearer to the Dust.
Pàgina 85 - A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. The darkness drops again; but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Pàgina 7 - Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of the God of Jacob; that he may teach us his ways and that we may walk in his paths.
Pàgina 27 - My food is to do the will of him who sent me, and to accomplish his work.

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