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Rutherford Phrasis Series of Phrasis Parts 4 and 5 Recited
A RUTHERFORD PHRASIS 4 Grace withers without adversity,faith is better of the free air and winter storms we face.We to heaven up with broken brow and crooked leg yoked together with His free grace.What folly ‘tis to sit down and weep upon the decree of God,better make windows in our prison and look out And upwards to our God.He hath a gate Of His own,beyond the thoughts of men, that no foot has skill to follow Him..now or in some future then. An phrasis verse of Samuel Rutherford using phrases selected from his letters. No 157;178;181;196 A RUTHERFORD PHRASIS 5 Be not like gold in chink and colour, watered brass and metal based.Let Him have the flower of your heart.Contend with Christ,fear not,let your prison a palace become.Mis-spend not this short sand-glass;if Christ hideth Himself,wait on,trust in the dark.Sorrow for His absence sweet,walk in the footprints of His feet.The footsteps of the Forerunner are clear,the tide may seem far out,His Comfort lies but near.He triumphs in suffering,weeps and reigns.He is no idle Husbandman He purposeth a crop, and on you, in due time, will His blessings drop. An phrasis verse of Samuel Rutherford using phrases selected from his letters. No 76;100;147;182;210;280;324 Listen to me read these phrasis on youtube under the name ichthyschiro
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