Clouds they are without water, carried about of winds; trees whose fruit withereth, without fruit, twice dead, plucked up by the roots; raging waves of the sea, foaming out their own shame; wandering stars, to whom is reserved the blackness of darkness for ever. Jude 12, 13.
Clouds without Water
Edited from a Private M.S.
PRIVATELY PRINTED
For circulation among ministers of religion.
1909
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