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4181 The Autobiography of Elder Joseph Bates, p. 175.4 (Joseph Bates)
… a storm as almost any other ship. She was now scudding before the terrific gale under a reefed foresail, and main-top-sail. As the dark night set in, the elements …
4182 The Autobiography of Elder Joseph Bates, p. 176.1 (Joseph Bates)
… the storm-sails were pressing against the mast, and the ship’s head was paying round westward against the awful mountainous seas which seemed almost to …
4183 The Autobiography of Elder Joseph Bates, p. 200.1 (Joseph Bates)
… , freezing storms on our coast, we arrived at the quarantine ground several miles below the city of New York, about the last of March, 1826. As we had no sickness …
4184 The Autobiography of Elder Joseph Bates, p. 209.1 (Joseph Bates)
… a storm. As the night set in, on taking our departure from Gay Head Light, distant about fifteen miles, all hands were called aft on the quarter-deck. All but one …
4185 The Autobiography of Elder Joseph Bates, p. 237.2 (Joseph Bates)
… the storm abated, Mr. G. was honorably released, and resumed his position, again pleading for the abolition of American slavery. The proslavery papers of Boston …
4186 The Autobiography of Elder Joseph Bates, p. 239.6 (Joseph Bates)
… a storm.”
4187 The Autobiography of Elder Joseph Bates, p. 241.2 (Joseph Bates)
… snow storm during the phenomenon, in which the falling stars appeared like lightning.” ... That in Germantown, Pa., “They seemed like showers of great hail.”
4188 [Bates’ Pamphlet #1] The Opening Heavens, p. 22.2 (Joseph Bates)
… “snow storm.”
4189 [Bates’ Pamphlet #1] The Opening Heavens, p. 25.3 (Joseph Bates)
… the storm, and from the rain.” It will ever be their delight when their Captain shall recognize his own new name in their foreheads. the two apartments, but also …
4190 [Bates’ Pamphlet #2] Second Advent Way Marks and High Heaps, p. 91.3 (Joseph Bates)
… with storm and tempest, and the flame of devouring fire.” Isa.
4191 [Bates’ Pamphlet #2] Second Advent Way Marks and High Heaps, p. 92.1 (Joseph Bates)
… and storms of 1845, and many in ‘46, certainly have not been surpassed in past ages. If I remember right, the lost and missing vessels of this country exceeded …
4192 [Sabbath Controversy #2] The Seventh Day Sabbath, A Perpetual Sign (2nd Ed.), p. 108.1 (Joseph Bates)
… gathering storm that is now clothing the moral world with darkness that may be felt. The sure and certain precursor of that tremendous “rush” when God roars …
4193 A Seal of the Living God, p. 70.1 (Joseph Bates)
… the storm of wrath descends, Oh hide us, till the earth be cleansed.
4194 Memoirs of William Miller, p. 3.3 (Sylvester Bliss)
… a storm, he was left helpless under the drippings from its roof, until his sad condition moved the compassion of a fellow-soldier, in better health than himself …
4195 Memoirs of William Miller, p. 8.4 (Sylvester Bliss)
… the storm clouds swept along these mountain sides in their wildest and most imposing grandeur, the sure precursors of a sudden squall or tempest; and perhaps …
4196 Memoirs of William Miller, p. 56.2 (Sylvester Bliss)
… . A storm detained the vessel some days, so that the letter was not received as intended. This afflicting letter - it is afflicting, full of irony as it is - reads …
4197 Memoirs of William Miller, p. 85.4 (Sylvester Bliss)
… it stormed, but not severely: it appeared to me like a mixture of snow and rain. There appeared to be some wind, yet not a gale; and everything wore a gloomy aspect …
4198 Memoirs of William Miller, p. 134.3 (Sylvester Bliss)
… . Snow-storm night before last in Keene, N. H. - pleasant yesterday and to-day. I have been running about this morning - visited India wharf, the new Market, Faneuil …
4199 Memoirs of William Miller, p. 213.3 (Sylvester Bliss)
… dreadful storm; and where is our watchman’s voice? Your silence gives us fears that we are betrayed. Awake! awake! Ye watchmen, to your post! It is no false alarm …
4200 Memoirs of William Miller, p. 341.8 (Sylvester Bliss)
“Upon his brow, once crowned with thorns, Grace now sits smiling - how divine! And whispers ‘peace,’ amidst the storms That rack this troubled breast of mine. Faith hears the word, and doth impart Sweet consolation to my heart.