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" O that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughters of my people. "
The Life: Experience and Travels, of John Colby, Preacher of the Gospel - Page 22
by John Colby - 1838
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The Bible advocate, and precursor of unity [ed. by D. King]., Volume 2

David King (publisher) - 1848 - 596 pages
...of old, is ready t^ exclaim, " Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughters of my people ! O that I had in the wilderness a lodg. ing-place of wayfaring-men ; that I might leave my people,...
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A short paraphrase of the Song of Solomon

John Westwood (of Huntingdon.) - 1848 - 72 pages
...the saint is ready to cry out, " O, that my head were waters, and irfy eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughters of my people." See Jer. ix, 1. " Thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon, which looketh toward Damascus ;" as the gate...
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Sermons, preached at the chapels royal of St. James's and of Whitehall

Baptist Wriothesley Noel (hon.) - 1848 - 316 pages
...punishment of his contemporaries : " Oh that my head were waters and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughters of my people ! Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place 1 Exod. xxxii. 19 * 2 Pet. ii. 8. 3 1 Kings xix....
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An earnest address to the churchmen of the three towns, Plymouth ..., Volume 140

Edward H. Kenney - 1849 - 36 pages
...walking, tfwu wilt be the " loser; and for us, we can only say in the words of the Prophet, ' He " ' will weep day and night for the slain of the daughters of my " ' people.' " — Preface to Consecration Sermon, Jan. 2"lth, 1660. " There are amongst us such tender consciences...
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Memoir of John Britt, the Happy Mute

Charlotte Elizabeth - 1850 - 114 pages
...earnestly wrestled with God, for his brethren according to the flesh. The language of hig heart was, " Oh, that mine head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain...that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people !" But it was something more than compassion •—his patriotism was a passion,...
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Sermons...

John Jortin - 1850 - 226 pages
...that has the form of a man, but no heart ! — Not such an one was Jeremiah, when he exclaimed, " O that mine head were waters and mine eyes a fountain...that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people." Not such an one was Paul, when his continual desire and prayer to God for Israel...
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The Works of Thomas Dick ...

Thomas Dick - 1850 - 684 pages
...prophet when he exclaimed, " O that my h. % ad were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night, for the slain of the daughters ol my people!" But, however painful the sight, we ought not to turn away our eyes, with fastidious...
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Falstaff. Crabbe. Moral philosophy of Byron's life. Moral spirit of Byron's ...

Henry Giles - 1851 - 306 pages
...the words of the prophet, " O, that my head were waters, and my eyes were. fountains of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughters of my people." Multitudes are perishing ; that fact admits neither of doubt nor of dispute. Multitudes are perishing;...
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Permanent Temperance Documents: Report of the American temperance society ...

American Temperance Union - 1852 - 534 pages
...widows, they are ready to say, " O that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughters of my people." Nor is their grief assuaged, or their righteous indigna"tion abated, by the cold, heartless plea, "...
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Letters from Ireland

Charlotte Elizabeth - 1852 - 376 pages
...and with the latter, " Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I night weep day and night for the slain of the daughters of my people !" Nothing could be more lovely than the gradually narrowing banks of Waterford harbor. There is no...
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