Quotes About Praise

Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah

Hear the wind and you will know the wind. Wind blows, and the generations are its leaves. There was no higher praise than what was said of Confucius: He knows where the wind comes from.

Whatever's lost, it first was won; We will not struggle nor impugn. Perhaps the cup was broken here, That Heaven's new wine might show more clear. I praise Thee while my days go on.

I try not to glow too much at the praise of Gabe. I'm somewhat attached to him.

Ascensión yo soy la luz de la Ascensión fluye libre la victoria aquí, todo lo Bueno ganado al fin por toda la eternidad. yo soy Luz, desvanecido todo peso en el aire ahora me elevo; con el pleno poder de Dios en el cielo mi canto de alabanza a todos expreso. ¡Salve! yo soy el Cristo Viviente, un ser de amor por siempre. ¡Ascendido ahora con el Poder de Dios yo soy un sol resplandeciente!

There is an applause superior to that of the multitudes one's own.

praise seems unable to enter me.

So once in every year we throng Upon a day apart, To praise the Lord with feast and song In thankfulness of heart.

Sinful self and all its wretched failures should be sufficiently noticed so as to keep us in the dust before God. Christ and His great salvation should be contemplated so as to lift us above self and fill the soul with thanksgiving.

WHO SHALL not fear thee, O Lord, and glorify thy name? for thou only art holy" (Rev 15:4). He

This writer was once present at a service where a hymn was sung, the chorus of which ran, "Oh, how I love Jesus." But I could not conscientiously join in singing it. None in heaven are guilty of lauding themselves or magnifying their graces, nor should any Christians do so here upon earth.

A due apprehension of God's sovereignty promotes the spirit of worship, provides an incentive to practical godliness, and inspires zeal in service.

God is no gainer even from our worship. He was in no need of that external glory of His grace which arises from His redeemed, for He is glorious enough in Himself without that. What was it that moved Him to predestinate His elect to the praise of the glory of His grace? It was, as Ephesians 1:5 tells us, "according to the good pleasure of His will.

Then there will be times when we shall forget the matter of our personal gain, when we shall be caught up in wonder, love and praise, as we fast unto God.

Bendito el cura que la bautizó a usted, hermosa.

If I am happy at the joy of those who take delight, Then everyone should be a source of joy to me. When people take delight in others Why am I not happy at their pleasure? 97. The satisfaction that is mine From thinking, "I am being praised," Is unacceptable to common sense And nothing but the antics of a silly child. 98. Praise and compliments distract me, Sapping my revulsion with sa?s?ra. I start to envy others their good qualities And thus all excellence is ruined.

At the loss of praise and fame, my own mind appears to me just like a child who wails in distress when its sand castle is destroyed.

I don't want 'constructive criticism'. I want praise.

Mine is no rhetorician's fame, No petty usury I claim; Nor am I skilled to face the foe: 'Tis Thou, O Christ, alone I know. Yea, I have learnt to wait on Thee With heart and lips of purity, Humbly my knees in prayer to bend, And tears with songs of praise to blend.

Let me chant in sacred numbers, as I strike each sounding string, Chant in sweet, melodious anthems, glorious deeds of Christ our King; He, my Muse, shall be thy story; with His praise my lyre shall ring.

Acknowledgment - If you wish your merit to be known, acknowledge that of other people.

Catch your people doing something right and let them know you appreciate it.

In my research, I've found that adults have many ways to tell themselves, "I did a bad job," and very few ways of saying, "I did a good job." We rarely recognize our successes and feel good about what we've done.

Give my heart a voice to tell the world About my Savior— Give my soul a song That will ring out across the years, A song that sings Your boundless love In sunshine or in shadow, A psalm of praise for all my days, Through happiness or tears. B.J. Hoff