他受痛苦的煙往上冒,直到永永遠遠。那些拜獸和獸像,受牠名之印記的,晝夜不得安寧。」 And the smoke of their torment rises for ever and ever. There is no rest day or night for those who worship the beast and his image, or for anyone who receives the mark of his name.
December 28 "Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice." (Phil. 4:4) "Sing a little song of trust, O my heart! Sing it just because you must, As leaves start; As flowers push their way through dust; Sing, my heart, because you must "Wait not for an eager throng- Bird on bird; 'Tis the solitary song That is heard. Every voice at dawn will start, Be a nightingale, my heart! "Sing across the winter snow, Pierce the cloud; Sing when mists are drooping low- Clear and loud; But sing sweetest in the dark; He who slumbers not will hark." "An' when He hears yo' sing, He bends down wid a smile on His kin' face an 'listens mighty keerful. an' He says 'Sing on, child, I hears, an' I's comin' down to deliber yo': I'll tote dat load fer yo'; jest lean hawd on Me and de road will get smoother bime by.'"