But I must—I ought—” “I MUST talk about this. It is like some accident. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time. He held her eyes. But I want to know whether in such an event you would stand by me?” She held out her hand. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. He looked down and met them. Now, you know where he is bound. Don’t look so frightened. He had let go his name so easily as that! What was the name she had given? Ruth something; he could not remember.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQyLjE5OS4xNjMgLSAwMy0wNi0yMDI0IDA2OjAyOjI3IC0gNTM1NzQ2NzY5
This video was uploaded to ineel.net on 29-05-2024 08:44:10
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8 - Resource Map: 9