Author: Benjamin North
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : High Wycombe (England)
Languages : en
Pages : 78
Book Description
The Memoir of James Plumridge of West Wycombe. To which is Added a Discourse Preached to Improve His Death and a Sketch of the Life of James Treacher
Author: Benjamin North
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : High Wycombe (England)
Languages : en
Pages : 78
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category : High Wycombe (England)
Languages : en
Pages : 78
Book Description
Memoir of John Lovering Cooke
Author: Charles H. H. Wright
Publisher: BoD – Books on Demand
ISBN: 3368179934
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 246
Book Description
Reprint of the original, first published in 1873.
Publisher: BoD – Books on Demand
ISBN: 3368179934
Category : Fiction
Languages : en
Pages : 246
Book Description
Reprint of the original, first published in 1873.
Memoir of John Lovering Cooke, Formerly Gunner in the Royal Artillery ... With a Sketch of the Indian Mutiny of 1857-8, Up to the Final Capture of Lucknow
Author: Charles Henry Hamilton Wright
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 256
Book Description
Publisher:
ISBN:
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 256
Book Description
Autobiography of Rev. James B. Finley; Or, Pioneer Life in the West
Author: James Bradley Finley
Publisher: Theclassics.Us
ISBN: 9781230379234
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 126
Book Description
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1854 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER IX. RELIGIOUS LIFE CONTINUED. Gloomily and sadly I traveled on in silence, under the mountain pressure of my spirit-burden, occasionally answering a question from my brother. After having arrived at our place of camping, we spanceled, belled, turned out our horses, and started to the woods in different directions, to hunt. Having obtained what I desired, which was to be alone--for the heart can only know and appreciate its own bitterness--I realized, if possible, an increasing intensity to my feelings of wretchedness, and my excited imagination filled the woods with demons of darkness. I thought I could feel their fearful proximity, and once turned round to see if I could not discover them on my track. Just then this temptation was suggested to my mind: "You are one of the reprobates; Christ never died for you; and God has raised you up, as he did Pharoah, to show his mighty power, in your eternal destruction. You had better kill yourself with your gun, and know the worst of your wretched state; for the longer you live, the more sin you will commit, and, hence, the greater will be your damnation." This temptation came with such tremendous force, it seemed irresistible, and I was on the point of yielding, when, doubtless, my heavenly Father, in mercy, interposed a thought of my family. "How," thought I, "will my dear wife and parents feel, when my body is found, perhaps mangled and torn by wild beasts?" Again the tempter assailed me with still greater power; so much so, that I came to the dreadful conclusion of falling by my own hand. While in the very act of preparation to commit the fatal deed, my blessed Lord--who has no pleasure in the death of a sinner-- again interposed, and the following words came to my mind, as sensibly...
Publisher: Theclassics.Us
ISBN: 9781230379234
Category :
Languages : en
Pages : 126
Book Description
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1854 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER IX. RELIGIOUS LIFE CONTINUED. Gloomily and sadly I traveled on in silence, under the mountain pressure of my spirit-burden, occasionally answering a question from my brother. After having arrived at our place of camping, we spanceled, belled, turned out our horses, and started to the woods in different directions, to hunt. Having obtained what I desired, which was to be alone--for the heart can only know and appreciate its own bitterness--I realized, if possible, an increasing intensity to my feelings of wretchedness, and my excited imagination filled the woods with demons of darkness. I thought I could feel their fearful proximity, and once turned round to see if I could not discover them on my track. Just then this temptation was suggested to my mind: "You are one of the reprobates; Christ never died for you; and God has raised you up, as he did Pharoah, to show his mighty power, in your eternal destruction. You had better kill yourself with your gun, and know the worst of your wretched state; for the longer you live, the more sin you will commit, and, hence, the greater will be your damnation." This temptation came with such tremendous force, it seemed irresistible, and I was on the point of yielding, when, doubtless, my heavenly Father, in mercy, interposed a thought of my family. "How," thought I, "will my dear wife and parents feel, when my body is found, perhaps mangled and torn by wild beasts?" Again the tempter assailed me with still greater power; so much so, that I came to the dreadful conclusion of falling by my own hand. While in the very act of preparation to commit the fatal deed, my blessed Lord--who has no pleasure in the death of a sinner-- again interposed, and the following words came to my mind, as sensibly...