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prayer soul devotion
The shortening of devotions starves the soul, it grows lean and faint William Wilberforce
prayer our-prayers
God punishes us mildly by ignoring our prayers and severely by answering them. Richard J. Needham
prayer people praying
Prayer must carry on our work as much as preaching; he preacheth not heartily to his people that will not pray for them. Richard Baxter
prayer creatures breaths
Prayer is the breath of the new creature. Richard Baxter
prayer father race
Whoever in prayer can say, 'Our Father', acknowledges and should feel the brotherhood of the whole race of mankind. Tryon Edwards
prayer past simple
all his prayers of the past had been simple concrete requests: God, give me a bicycle, a knife with seven blades, a box of oil paints. Only how, how, could you say something so indefinite, so meaningless as this: God, let me be loved. Truman Capote
prayer realization killers
A moment of realization is worth a thousand prayers. Woody Harrelson
prayer blessing earth
Our earnest prayer is that God will graciously vouchsafe prosperity, happiness, and peace to all our neighbors, and like blessings to all the peoples and powers of the earth William McKinley
prayer simple giving
We hear in these days of scientific enlightenment a great deal of discussion about the efficacy of Prayer. Many reasons are given why we should not pray. Others give reasons why we should pray. Very little is said of the reason we do pray. The reason is simple: We pray because we cannot help praying. William James
heart lads lost lovely seem
He just went AWOL (absent without leave) on us. I think he just lost his heart for the battle. But he was a lovely lad. They all seem to be lovely lads from Trinidad. S. Hughes
heart henry moment native people presidents struggling
Henry was an acquaintance of presidents and kings, but his heart was always with the native people of Hawaii, who are still struggling for their moment in the sun, Daniel Inouye
heart lion mind
Have the heart of a lion and the mind of an eagle. Roberto Torres
heart
Her heart had just been working too hard. Sandra Ritchey
hearts open rest
...here's to all the dreamers, may our open hearts find rest. Nanci Griffith
heart period third tonight year
He's been so much-maligned all year long but tonight his heart was as big as the building, especially in that third period he played. John Tortorella
heart led toughness veterans
I thought our veterans led the way for us with a lot of toughness and heart. Tommy Amaker
heart incredible soul
He's been incredible for us all year. He's been the heart and soul of our team. Drew Sullivan
heart soul may
Oh Lord, purify my soul from all its stains. Warm my heart with the love of thee, animate my sluggish nature and fix my inconstancy, and volatility, that I may not be weary in well doing, William Wilberforce
autumn beautiful city english-musician family history involved last programme trip
Last autumn I made a programme about the history of the Strauss family and of the waltz, which involved a trip to the beautiful city of Vienna. Lesley Garrett
autumn editors fudge
He types his labored column - weary drudge! Senile fudge and solemn: spare, editor, to condemn these dry leaves of his autumn. Robertson Davies
autumn games guys hudson vital
It is vital that we give guys like (Pieter) Dixon and (James) Hudson games as we will need them when the autumn internationals start. John Connolly
autumn years facts
It follows the seasons, beginning each year with the fond expectancy of springtime and ending with the hard facts of autumn. Ken Burns
autumn age hints
Autumn is a hint from God to Old Age. Austin O'Malley
autumn sun sunlight
Sunlight is like the breath of life to the pomp of autumn. Nathaniel Hawthorne
autumn men firsts
Men have been swindled by other men on many occasions. The autumn of 1929 was, perhaps, the first occasion when men succeeded on a large scale in swindling themselves. John Kenneth Galbraith
autumn blood years
The measured blood beats out the year's delay. Louise Bogan
autumn hands sky
The bowed head, the buried face. She is silent, she will never speak, never forgive, never reach a hand, never leave this frozen present tense. All waits, suspended. Suspended the autumn trees, the autumn sky, anonymous people. A blackbird, poor fool, sings out of season from the willows by the lake. A flight of pigeons over the houses; fragments of freedom, hazard, an anagram made flesh. And somewhere the stinging smell of burning leaves. John Fowles