Quotes About Praise

To hallow the name of God is simply to honor him as is his due, so that men shall not think or speak of him without the highest homage. The

Psalm (145)

All who have not been influenced by the principle of self-denial, have followed virtue merely from the love of praise.

And, as Augustine expresses it (in Psalm cxliv.), since we are unable to comprehend Him, and are, as it were, overpowered by his greatness, our proper course is to contemplate his works, and

The essence of God is rather to be adored than inquired into.

Every instance in which the mercy of God occurs to our remembrance, ought to be embraced by us as an occasion of ascribing glory to God.

To ask advice is in nine cases out of ten to tout for flattery.

Worship is basically adoration, and we adore only what delights us. There is no such thing as sad adoration or unhappy praise.

Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: Who forgiveth all thine iniquities (Ps. 103:2-3).

Thank you for this precious day, These gifts you give to me, My heart so full of love for you, Sings praise for all I see, Oh, sing, for every mother's love, For every childhood tear, Oh, sing, for all the stars above, The peace beyond all fear

The ultimate function of literature is to appreciate the world, sometimes indignantly, sometimes sorrowfully, but best of all to praise when it is luckily possible.

Paul taught so forcefully:"For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be glory forever. Amen" (Rom. 11:36).

The psalmist agreed: Young men and maidens together, old men and children! Let them praise the name of the Lord, for his name alone is exalted; his majesty is above earth and heaven. (Ps. 148:12–13)

It is a blessing to get old. It is a blessing to find the time to do the things, to read the books, to listen to the music. I have nothing now but praise for my life.

It is, perhaps, one of the hardest struggles of the Christian life to learn this sentence-- "Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but unto Thy name be glory."

Our griefs cannot mar the melody of our praise, we reckon them to be the bass part of our life's song, 'He hath done great things for us, whereof we are glad.'

And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.

What is life? A continuous praise and blame.

Want more credit for all you do and who you are? Be the one who gives credit to others.

What can I say about life? Do I praise it for letting you live, or damn it for allowing the rest?

The only praise I would like and treasure is the promotion of the activities to which my life is dedicated.

Our days of praise shall ne'er be past While life, and thought, and being last, And immortality endures.

O brothers, lift your voices, Triumphant songs to raise; Till heaven on high rejoices, And earth is filled with praise. Ten thousand hearts are bounding With holy hopes and free; The Gospel trump is sounding, The trump of Jubilee.

O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Pussy you are!