THE WINDS OF FATE
[This poem was written by Mrs. Wilcox on the steamer, Richard Peck, between New Haven and New York, following her husband’s observation that one ship west and the other east in the same wind.]
THE LOST SEA "But if our gospel be hid, it is hid to them that are lost: In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them...
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In these chapters of Exodus, much ado is made of numbers. God does, or says, nothing by happenstance. The numbers have s... -
ADDRESS TO GENERAL MEMBERSHIP MEETING OF THE ANGLICAN ORTHODOX COMMUNION WORLDWIDE - by Bishop Zephaniah Legumana of the AOC - Solomon Isla...
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L ET not them that wait on thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for my sake: let not those that seek thee be confounded for my sake, O Go...
