The 3rd addition, I have: it was published in There is no 1st addition to study to see what was changed. I am doing a study as to why, the English speaking peoples have, substituted the word hell for original words of the original text of the Bible. I have searched most sites and always come up with the same old addition. I am trying to download the kj version but only can download 1 page at a time. Can you please tell me how to download the entire book?
Also if you have a separate kjv apocrypha, would like to have the separate apocrypha as well. Thank You. They do have the whole thing in one download. Hello, What is the source from which OriginalBibles. This book has a number of bad pages wherein the pages are incomplete. The following pages are damaged and incomplete: Pages: p, p, p, p, P, p I have the same book in DjVu format with the same bad pages. I have since this past month extracted every page image from my DjVu version in full resolution, and individually straightened and cropped each page as much as possible and then resized each page to be the identical in height to make all pages more readable, and reassembled in a fresh PDF, with all facing pages paired as in the original book, and included full bookmarks to easily navigate to each book and section.
I also stretched the Cover page to remove the skew and make it appear shaped more like fresh from the printer. Removing all that unused black space and other space outside the pages, makes this a better quality PDF with a smaller file size. I was unable to do much with those pages that were incomplete scans. Believe me it takes a lot of photo shop hours to perform that much editing to pages, but the results are well worth it.
Assuming I could obtain better copies of those poor pages, I would be happy to share this better copy with any who want it. We have finished uploading the much higher resolution online readable versions of the KJV on this same page which you can now view. All pages should now be complete and at a higher resolution than before.
By tomorrow we should also have a PDF download to replace the old version on our download page, but it is about 1. I do have Adobe Acrobat, but it is not opening. Thank you very much! Click on the button that says no pdf on the page to view as many smartphones do not support pdf in a website.
The corrected pages look great. Thank you very much for making the better quality pages available. I now have those incomplete pages edited and put in my newer copy of that PDF. You sure saved my project. As I said, if any one does want a copy of this cropped and aligned PDF with bookmarks that make reading much better, just let me know where I can upload it for anyone to access.
Please feel free to upload to one of the online file systems e. Dropbox, Google docs etc and post the link here! Like your copy, even after all the trimming of black space borders, the PDF file size is still quite large since mine is also a High Resolution copy of the same pages.
I have a torrent file that folks can download a copy of this, if that mode of download is permissible here. My upload connection is very slow, so for me to upload to another site, I would need to go somewhere else where I can access a faster upload connection to upload it.
Let me know if the torrent file would work or if you need it actually uploaded to another website as you suggest. I downloaded the file from the torrent file… I love how all the chapters are bookmarked in the pdf file!
I wish I would have read the comments before printing all of the New Testament and most of the Apocrypha…. I will upload this new pdf file to my website to make it easier accessible. Thanks so much for this!!! I am extremely distrustful of the many and modern and alleged translations and versions of His Word! Very happy, I am. Just keep in mind that if it is not working, the Editor here said he was working on an upgrade to a higher resolution version that may be a couple of days before ready.
So if that link does not work, just try back a bit later to see if he has that ready yet. If you want to give a torrent link you can add it here… but you will find that uploading it only once even if it does take time to some online service will be better than having possibly s of computers trying to get your torrent file from your home computer broadband over the next many years!
If anyone is interested in my High Resolution Edited PDF of these same pages that cropped the black space around the pages, and straightened each page, and resized each page to make more easily readable, thus reducing the overall file size to nearly 1GB, a webpage where you can get a peer-to-peer torrent to download this book using a p2p bit torrent software, go to the following;.
Later maybe someone with a faster upload connection can post this book to another direct download site like this Site Editor as suggested, but for now, some peers already have copies of this book and should be able to seed for your download quicker than I can upload it.
The way the bit torrent works, is if 2 folks are downloading this book, then they can share with several others faster than a single computer uploading as the Editor thought it works. For example if 5 were downloading, the bites I would upload would be distributed to the several different downloads each getting a different part , and those parts would be shared with the others that did not get the same parts. Ergo, I would upload once but several would get the same since they would be sharing parts with each other until all have the full download.
On the other hand, if only a single download is present, and I am the only one seeding, then yes, I would have to upload the entire file to a single person, but when the swarm is larger than one, it is more efficient to share a single copy to a large swarm than it is to a single downloader. In other words, the more seeds in the swarm of this that are available, the faster the download takes place. There are many free bit torrent managers that will all manager this download if someone does not have one and simply searches for one to download using Google search.
I personally feel that to view very large pdf files some other pdf viewers should be used such as evince or mupdf They work on Windows, Linux and iOS.
I have also uploaded it to DropBox however, the file is too large to preview on the DropBox site so you would have to download it from there. Thank you Ricky. I greatly appreciate your time and effort in your project. And thank you Editor of Original Bibles! Hello admin, i must say you have hi quality content here. Your blog should go viral. You need initial traffic only. How to get it? Der Artikel ist wirklich toll. Das Thema hat mich schon sehr lange interessiert und ich konnte hier noch einiges interessantes finden.
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But he wasn't giggling the next night when the two gorillas -- the ones who would make sure his arms bent in all sorts of new and interesting ways if he didn't pay up -- brought him into Mr. Reggie's office. Reggie said. If I give you a week, don't you think I know what you'll do? You'll tap a friend for a couple of hundred if you've got a friend left to tap.
If you can't find a friend, you'll hit a liquor store I doubt if you do, but anything is possible. Reggie leaned forward, propped his chin on his hands, and smiled. He smelled of Ted Lapidus cologne. By then he was very close to tears. What you'll give me is a bunch of shitty excuses. You're in over your head this time, my friend. Way over your head. Reggie said reflectively.
Reggie said, and pushed a folded sheet of paper across his desk to Sheridan. He calls himself Mr. Wizard, but he's a shitbag just like you. Now get out of here. I'm gonna have you back in here in a week, though, and I'll have your markers on this desk. You either buy them back or Pm going to have my friends tool up on you. And like Booker T. Sheridan went to see him, and heard about the kids and the botrahds. Wizard also named a figure, which was a fairish bit larger than the markers Mr.
Reggie was holding. That was when Sheridan started cruising the malls. He pulled out of the Cousintown Mall's main parking lot, looked for traffic, then drove across the access road and into the McDonald's in-lane. The kid was sitting all the way forward on the passenger seat, hands on the knees of his Tuffskins, eyes agonizingly alert.
Sheridan drove toward the building, swung wide to avoid the drive-thru lane, and kept on going. I think I saw him in there. You really did? But his markers had gotten a little deeper each time, and that bastard Mr. Reggie had no compunctions at all about letting him hang himself. It wasn't seventeen thousand this time, or twenty thousand, or even twenty-five thousand. This time it was thirty-five grand, a whole damn marching battalion of iron men, if he didn't want a few new sets of elbows by next Saturday.
He stopped in the back by the trash-compactor. Nobody was parked back here. There was an elasticized pouch on the side of the door for maps and things. Sheridan reached into it with his left hand and brought out a pair of blued-steel Kreig handcuffs.
The loop-jaws were open. The fear was back in his voice, but the quality of it had changed; he had suddenly realized that maybe getting separated from good old Popsy in the busy mall wasn't the worst thing that could happen to him, after all. He had learned the second time he'd done this that you didn't want to underestimate even a six-year-old once he had his wind up.
The second kid had kicked him in the balls and had damn near gotten away. I could lose my license. They're in that glasses-case on the floor there. They slid over to your side. Hand em to me, would you? Sheridan leaned over and snapped one of the cuffs on the kid's reaching hand as neat as you please. And then the trouble started. Hadn't he just been thinking it was a bad mistake to underestimate even a six-year-old? The brat fought like a timberwolf pup, twisting with a powerful muscularity Sheridan would not have credited had he not been experiencing it.
He bucked and fought and lunged for the door, panting and uttering weird birdlike cries. He got the handle. The door swung open, but no domelight came on -- Sheridan had broken it after that second outing.
Sheridan got the kid by the round collar of his Penguins tee-shirt and hauled him back in. He tried to clamp the other cuff on the special strut beside the passenger seat and missed.
The kid bit his hand twice, bringing blood. God, his teeth were like razors. The pain went deep and sent a steely ache all the way up his arm. He punched the kid in the mouth. The kid fell back into the seat, dazed, Sheridan's blood on his lips and chin and dripping onto the ribbed neck of the teeshirt.
Sheridan locked the other cuff onto the strut and then fell back into his own seat, sucking the back of his right hand. The pain was really bad. He pulled his hand away from his mouth and looked at it in the weak glow of the dashlights. Two shallow, ragged tears, each maybe two inches long, ran up toward his wrist from just above the knuckles.
Blood pulsed in weak little rills. Still, he felt no urge to pop the kid again, and that had nothing to do with damaging the Turk's merchandise, in spite of the almost fussy way the Turk had warned him against that -- demmege the goots end you demmege the velue, the Turk had said in his greasy accent. The pills were the tide; Annie Wilkes was the lunar presence which pulled them into his mouth like jetsam on a wave.
She brought him two every six hours, first announcing her presence only as a pair of fingers poking into his mouth and soon enough he learned to suck eagerly at those poking fingers in spite of the bitter taste , later appearing in her cardigan sweater and one of her half-dozen skirts, usually with a paperback copy of one of his novels tucked under her arm. At night she appeared to him in a fuzzy pink robe, her face shiny with some sort of cream he could have named the main ingredient easily enough even though he had never seen the bottle from which she tipped it; the sheepy smell of the lanolin was strong and proclamatory , shaking him out of his frowzy, dream-thick sleep with the pills nestled in her hand and the poxy moon nestled in the window over one of her solid shoulders.
After awhile — after his alarm had become too great to be ignored — he was able to find out what she was feeding him. It was a pain-killer with a heavy codeine base called Novril. The reason she had to bring him the bedpan so infrequently was not only because he was on a diet consisting entirely of liquids and gelatines earlier, when he was in the cloud, she had fed him intravenously , but also because Novril had a tendency to cause constipation in patients taking it. Another side- effect, a rather more serious one, was respiratory depression in sensitive patients.
Paul was not particularly sensitive, even though he had been a heavy smoker for nearly eighteen years, but his breathing had stopped nonetheless on at least one occasion there might have been others, in the haze, that he did not remember. That was the time she gave him mouth-to-mouth. It might have just been one of those things which happened, but he later came to suspect she had nearly killed him with an accidental overdose.
She didn't know as much about what she was doing as she believed she did. That was only one of the things about Annie that scared him. He discovered three things almost simultaneously, about ten days after having emerged from the dark cloud. The first was that Annie Wilkes had a great deal of Novril she had in fact, a great many drugs of all kinds. The second was that he was hooked on Novril. The third was that Annie Wilkes was dangerously crazy.
This was shortly, after he had asked the traditional when-the-sleeper-wakes question and she had told him he was in the little town of Sidewinder, Colorado. In addition she told him that she had read each of his eight novels at least twice, and had read her very favorites, the Misery novels, four, five, maybe six times. She only wished he would write them faster. She said she had hardly been able to believe that her patient was really that Paul Sheldon even after checking the ID in his wallet.
Her smile suddenly collapsed into a narrow watchfulness he didn't like much — it was like discovering a deep crevasse almost obscured by summer flowers in the midst of a smiling, jocund meadow. It's just that — ' It's just that the rest of my life is in it, he thought.
My life outside this room. Outside the pain. Outside the way time seems to stretch out like the long pink string of bubble-gum a kid pulls out of his mouth when he's bored. Because that's how it is in the last hour or so before the pills come. The crevasse was spreading, as if an earthquake was going on behind her brow. He could hear the steady, keen whine of the wind outside, and he had a sudden image of her picking him up and throwing him over her solid shoulder, where he would lie like a burlap sack slung over a stone wall, and taking him outside, and heaving him into a snowdrift.
He would freeze to death, but before he did, his legs would throb and scream. His father had made a career out of not noticing Paul any more than he absolutely had to, and had, so far as Paul could remember, offered him only a single piece of advice in his entire life. On Paul's fourteenth birthday his father had given him a Red Devil condom in a foil envelope. Too many bastards in the world already, and I don't want to see you going in the Army at sixteen.
If I offended you, I'm truly sorry. The crevasse closed. Summer flowers nodded cheerfully once again. He thought of pushing his hand through that smile and encountering nothing but flexible darkness. It's in a safe place. Wait — I've got something for you. There were vegetables flo King Stephen - Misery - Misery - epub.
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