Who hath sent out the wild ass free ? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass ? Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings. He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver. The range... The Atlantic Monthly - Page 1841894Full view - About this book
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...the bands of the wild ass? Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings. He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver. The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing. Will the unicorn... | |
| Frank Brookshier - 2001 - 400 pages
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| Walter Curtis Lichfield - 2005 - 702 pages
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| Elmer L. Towns - 2006 - 385 pages
...of the wild ass? 161 Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings. 171 He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver. |8| The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing. 191 Will the... | |
| Edmond Willie Givens - 2008 - 186 pages
...the bands of the wild ass? Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings. He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver. The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searched! after every green thing. Will the unicorn... | |
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