True Christianity: A Treatise on Sincere Repentence, True Faith, the Holy Walk of the True Christian, Etc.Arndt, Johann
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True Christianity: A Treatise on Sincere Repentence, True Faith, the Holy Walk of the True Christian, Etc.
Arndt, Johann
Christian life; Christianity
22. Fret not thyself because of evil doers, neither be thou envious
against the workers of iniquity. For they shall soon be cut down like the
grass, and wither as the green herb.—The wicked plotteth against the just,
and gnasheth upon him with his teeth. The Lord shall laugh at him: for he
seeth that his day is coming. The wicked have drawn out the sword, and
have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, and to slay such as
be of upright conversation. Their sword shall enter into their own heart,
and their bows shall be broken.—The wicked watcheth the righteous, and
seeketh to slay him. The Lord will not leave him in his hand, nor condemn
him when he is judged.—I have seen the wicked in great power, and
spreading himself like a green bay tree. Yet he passed away, and, lo, he
was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found. Ps. 37:1, 2, 12,
13, 14, 15, 32, 33, 35, 36.
23. But I, as a deaf man, heard not; and I was as a dumb man that openeth
not his mouth. Then I was as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth
are no reproofs.—For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually
before me. Ps. 38:13, 14, 17.
24. I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; and my
sorrow was stirred.—I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou didst
it.—For I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers
were. Ps. 39:2, 9, 12.
25. Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall
never suffer the righteous to be moved. But thou, O God, shalt bring them
down into the pit of destruction: bloody and deceitful men shall not live
out half their days; but I will trust in thee. Ps. 55:22, 23.
26. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; for my soul trusteth
in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until
these calamities be overpast. I will cry unto God most high; unto God that
performeth all things for me. He shall send from heaven, and save me from
the reproach of him that would swallow me up. God shall send forth his
mercy and his truth. My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them
that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and
arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword. Be thou exalted, O God, above the
heavens; let thy glory be above all the earth. They have prepared a net
for my steps; my soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me,
into the midst whereof they are fallen themselves. My heart is fixed, O
God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise. Awake up, my glory;
awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake early. I will praise thee, O
Lord, among the people: I will sing unto thee among the nations. For thy
mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds. Be thou
exalted, O God, above the heavens: let thy glory be above all the earth.
Ps. 57:1-11.
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