The king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom! my son, my son Absalom! would God I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son! (2 Sam. 18:33) |
If the tree fall toward the south, or toward the north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be. (Eccl. 11:3) |
Because they received not the love of the truth, that they might be saved. (2 Thess. 2:10) |
Time is gliding swiftly by; Death and judgment both draw nigh; To the arms of Jesus fly: Be in time! Oh! I pray you count the cost, Ere the fatal line be crossed, And your Christless soul be lost: Be in time! |