我看見彷彿有玻璃海,其中有火攙雜。又看見那些勝了獸和獸的像並牠名字數目的人,都站在玻璃海上,拿著 上帝的琴, And I saw what looked like a sea of glass mixed with fire and, standing beside the sea, those who had been victorious over the beast and his image and over the number of his name. They held harps given them by God
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.'"