 | John George Wenham - 1881 - 376 páginas
...withered, and a whirlwind shall take them away as stubble. And to whom have ye likened Me, or made Me equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and see who hath created these things : who bringeth out their host by number, and calleth them all by their names : by the... | |
 | Emily Brodie - 1883 - 250 páginas
...turned over its pages. His eye fell on Isaiah xl. 25-28 : "To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number : He calleth them all... | |
 | 1883 - 1056 páginas
...is that of mechanism or handicraft — nothing more. ' To whom, then, will ye liken Me, or shall I be equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold Who hath created these things. He is strong in power ; not one faileth.' We here see how imperfect,... | |
 | Robert Crompton Jones - 1884 - 126 páginas
...counted before him | less than | nothing and | vanity. To whom then will ye | liken | me : or shall I be equal | saith the | Holy | One? Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath cre- | ated these | things : that bringeth | out their | host by | number ? * He calleth... | |
 | Robert Roberts - 1890 - 336 páginas
...propounded. " I am God and there is none else " (Isaiah xlvi. 9). " To whom will ye liken Me, or shall I be equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things " (Isaiah xl. 25, 26). "God dwells in heaven." " Thou knowest... | |
 | 1890 - 130 páginas
...to nothing; he maketh the judges of the earth as vanity. To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number : he calleth them all... | |
 | Richard Holt Hutton - 1894 - 398 páginas
...the whirlwind taketh them away as stubble. To whom, then, will ye liken me that I should be equal 1 saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high ; and see who hath created these, that bringeth out their host by number ; he calleth them all by name ; by the greatness of his... | |
 | 1894 - 226 páginas
...wither, and the whirlwind shall take them away as stubble. To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number : he calleth them all... | |
 | William Chatterton Coupland - 1895 - 746 páginas
...whirlwind taketh them away as stubble. To whom then will ye liken me, that I should be equal to him} saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and see who hath created these, that bringeth out their host by number: he calleth them all by name; by the greatness of his... | |
 | 1895 - 346 páginas
...wither, and the whirlwind shall take them away as stubble. 3f To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number : he calleth them all... | |
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To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, And behold who hath created these things, That bringeth out their host by number: He calleth them all by names By the greatness of his might, for that... 
