Sie suchten nach: born of ashes (Englisch - Latein)

born of ashes
pulchritudo natus ex cinare

born of fire
anime ex igne

born of the stars
stellam natus est

and born of the father
pro nobis

mass for child born of nobility
missa puer natus est nobis

terreus, terrea, terreum one born of the earth;
terrea

among those born of women there hath not risen a greater than
inter natos mulierum non surrexit maior

man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.
homo natus de muliere brevi vivens tempore repletus multis miserii

but in order to understand whence all this error is born of those who accuse them of pleasure and pain
sed ut perspiciatis unde omnis iste natus error sit voluptatem accusantium doloremque

bimatris, bimatris, bimatre having two mothers; twice born (of bacchus);
bimatre

aurigena, aurigenae one born of gold, the gold-begotten (i.e., perseus);
aurigenae

aurigenus, aurigena, aurigenum born of gold, gold-begotten (i.e., perseus);
aurigenum

bimater, (gen.), bimatris having two mothers; twice born (of bacchus);
bimater

bustum, busti tomb, grave-mound; corpse; funeral pyre, ashes; heap of ashes (remains of city);
busti

creatus, creata, creatum sprung from, begotten by, born of; creatus, creati child, offspring;
creata

for i say unto you, among those that are born of women there is not a greater prophet than john the baptist: but he that is least in the kingdom of god is greater than he.
dico enim vobis maior inter natos mulierum propheta iohanne baptista nemo est qui autem minor est in regno dei maior est ill

and the angel answered and said unto her, the holy ghost shall come upon thee, and the power of the highest shall overshadow thee: therefore also that holy thing which shall be born of thee shall be called the son of god.
et respondens angelus dixit ei spiritus sanctus superveniet in te et virtus altissimi obumbrabit tibi ideoque et quod nascetur sanctum vocabitur filius de

mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord he is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored he have loosed the fateful lightening of his terrible swift sword his truth is marching on glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah his truth is marching on i have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps they have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps i have read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps his truth is marching on glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah his truth is marching on i have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel as ye deal with my condemners so with you my grace shall deal let the hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel his truth is marching on glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah his truth is marching on he has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat (glory, glory hallelujah) he is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment seat (glory hallelujah)) oh, be swift, my soul to answer, oh, be jubilant, my feet his truth is marching on glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah in the beauty of the lilies christ was born across the sea (glory, glory hallelujah) with a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me (glory, glory hallelujah) as he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free his truth is marching on glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah glory, glory hallelujah his truth is marching on
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