Tuesday, August 7, 2012

hope

Lord, to whom shall we go? thou hast the words of eternal life.

I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go.


Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.


Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.


He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; and he that rules his spirit than he that takes a city.


Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.

And straightway the father of the child cried out, and said with tears, Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief.


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