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30121 Here and Hereafter, p. 38.3 (Uriah Smith)
Critics speak of this expression in a different manner from theologians; for whereas the latter make it confer immortality, and raise man in this respect …
30122 Here and Hereafter, p. 38.4 (Uriah Smith)
“In whose nostrils is breath. Only breath, so frail a principle of life, and so easily extinguished!”
30123 Here and Hereafter, p. 38.5 (Uriah Smith)
And in a note on Isaiah 2:22, where the prophet says, “Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for wherein is he to be accounted of?” he adds:—
30124 Here and Hereafter, p. 38.6 (Uriah Smith)
“Not as in the common English version, ‘whose breath is in his nostrils,’ for where else should it be? The objection is not to its place in the body, which is the proper one for it, but to its frail and perishable nature .”
30125 Here and Hereafter, p. 38.7 (Uriah Smith)
To the same intent the psalmist speaks ( Psalm 146:3, 4 ): “Put not your trust in princes, nor in the son of man, in whom there is no help. His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.”
30126 Here and Hereafter, p. 38.8 (Uriah Smith)
But let us examine the claim that the “breath of life,” which God breathed into man, conferred upon him the attribute of immortality. There was nothing naturally …
30127 Here and Hereafter, p. 63.2 (Uriah Smith)
… ; Isaiah 38:17. It is also spoken of as liable to be destroyed, killed, etc. Genesis 17:14; Exodus 31:14 : Joshua 10:30, 32, 35, 37, 39, etc.
30128 Here and Hereafter, p. 85.2 (Uriah Smith)
… 13:38 he asks Peter, “Wilt thou lay down thy life for my sake?”
30129 Here and Hereafter, p. 98.1 (Uriah Smith)
… 26:38 .
30130 Here and Hereafter, p. 143.1 (Uriah Smith)
… ( Isaiah 38:18, 19 ): “For the grave cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth. The living, the living …
30131 Here and Hereafter, p. 215.1 (Uriah Smith)
a. Romans 8:38, 39 : “For I am persuaded that neither death, nor life, ... shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
30132 Here and Hereafter, p. 219.6 (Uriah Smith)
… Job 38:6, 7; Genesis 3:24 .) This angel does not declare himself to be the disembodied spirit of one of the prophets; and whoever takes the ground that he was, is to …
30133 Here and Hereafter, p. 341 (Uriah Smith)
… , Adam 38, 39, 41, 46, 92, 96,114, 121, 162, 181, 238, 295, 297 Clark, Dr. Andrew.. 330 Clark, D. W. 19-21 Clark, George 325 Clark, Rev. Mr. 331 Clement.. 322 Conant, T. J 38 Constable, Preb. H …
30134 Here and Hereafter, p. 350 (Uriah Smith)
… :7, 38; on Hebrews 12:22, 92; key to the words “forever and ever”, 295. Conant on Genesis 2:7 and Isaiah 2:22, 38. Criticism, a desperate case of, 188.
30135 Here and Hereafter, p. 355 (Uriah Smith)
… 8:38, 39 explained, 215. Revelation 19:10; 22:8, 9, explained, 219. Resurrection of the dead, 221; disproves immortality of the soul, 222; a necessity, 224; the hope of the …
30136 In Memoriam [Bourdeau], p. 14.3 (Uriah Smith)
… 8:38 : “For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor …
30137 In Memoriam [White], p. 38.1 (Uriah Smith)
Ascend, beloved, to the joy; The festal day has come; To-night the Lamb doth feast his own, To-night he with his Bride sits down, To-night puts on the spousal crown, In the great upper room.
30138 In Memoriam [White], p. 38.2 (Uriah Smith)
Ascend, beloved, to the love; This is the day of days; To-night the bridal song is sung, To-night ten thousand harps are strung, In sympathy with heart and tongue, Unto the Lamb’s high praise.
30139 In Memoriam [White], p. 38.3 (Uriah Smith)
The festal lamps are lighting now In the great marriage-hall; By angel-hands the board is spread, By angel-hands the sacred bread Is on the golden table laid; The King his own doth call.
30140 In Memoriam [White], p. 38.4 (Uriah Smith)
The gems are gleaming from the roof, Like stars in night’s round dome; The festal wreaths are hanging there, The festal fragrance fills the air, And flowers of Heaven, divinely fair, Unfold their happy bloom.