Quotes About Shepherds

There are rumors of rats down here as big as German shepherds, the people not the dogs.

However, the Lord wanted His shepherds to know that He is the standard by which everything else should be measured. He is the bar that separates right from wrong. His name is the name by which we distinguish

Shepherds use religion to fight wars, sheep fight over religion.

Loving God, help us remember the birth of Jesus, that we may share in the song of the angels, the gladness of the shepherds, and the worship of the wise men.

I long for a civilization to develop a level of science literacy, so that we can become better shepherds of our future on this planet.

Shepherds are not perfect men. Though God sets the bar for pastoral ministry necessarily high, he uses the poles of grace to support that bar.

Soon the smoke will drift over the river, and with it, the shepherds' first exposure to that smell: a smell like sick pork cooked slow, a smell that some would describe as having a taste, too, one that lingered in the back of the nose, at the base of the tongue, a taste not unlike licking a very old library book.

By now, the flock—the walkers themselves—numbered 325. With them came the shepherds, over a hundred.

I too am a poet who has found some favour with the Muse. I too have written songs. I too have heard the shepherds call me bard. But I take it from them with a grain of salt: I have the feeling that I cannot yet compare with Varius or Cinna, but cackle like a goose among melodious swans.

Shepherds, did they but know it, walk through greater halls than kings.

Further west, on the edge of the Iraty forest, a naked, hairy man who could run like a deer, and who was later thought to be the remnant of a Neanderthal colony, was spotted several times in 1774, indulging in his favourite pastime: scattering flocks of sheep. On the last occasion, when the shepherds tried to catch him, he ran away, giggling, and was never seen again.

we import K9s from Europe, typically German shepherds and Belgian Malinois dog breeds with working pedigrees. After a year of training as a patrol dog, they're usually cross-trained in a specialty such as narcotics or explosives.

Then she gave one last burst of music. The white Moon heard it, and she forgot the dawn, and lingered on in the sky. The red rose heard it, and it trembled all over with ecstasy, and opened its petals to the cold morning air. Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills, and woke the sleeping shepherds from their dreams. It floated through the reeds of the river, and they carried its message to the sea.

Through the gate in the mountain comes the buran, the wind that destroys. Shepherds and the flocks of shepherds die at the cold touch of the buran. From the iron gate of the winds in the sky comes the buran, and where it breathes is desolation. Before the time of our fathers and their fathers and the memory of the oldest men there came through the gate of the mountain the Destroyer. Genghis Khan, the Destroyer, rode through the gateway of Mongolia and in his path there was desolation.

Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.

It was shepherds who were the first to recognize a king that the rest of the world refused to acknowledge.

Beldin sighed. Since you're going to be such a spoilsport for this, Pol, I found a group of sheephenders below the snow line. Shepherds, uncle, she corrected. It means the same thing. If you really look at it, it's even the same word, Shepherd sounds nicer. Nicer. He snorted. Sheep are stupid, they smell bad, and they taste worse. Anybody who spends his life tending them is either defective or degenerate.

8000 B.C.: Mistaking Irish Channel for heavy fog, Scottish shepherds wander into Ireland. They miss their sheep and go home, but memory lingers for hours.

We're all like the little sailor. From the harbors we hear the strains of accordions and the murky soapy noises of the docks, from the mountains we receive the dish of silence that the shepherds eat, but we don't hear more than our own distances. And what distances without end and without doors and without mountains!

I who once played shepherds' songs and in my brash youth sang of you, O Tityrus, beneath the spreading beech.

Vexed sailors curse the rain For which poor shepherds prayed in vain.

There were only a few shepherds at the first Bethlehem. The ox and the donkey understood more of the first Christmas than the high priests in Jerusalem. And it is the same today.

Were it not for the shepherds, there would have been no reception. And were it not for a group of stargazers, there would have been no gifts.

Revelation 12 presents Christmas from a cosmic perspective, adding a new set of images to the familiar scenes of manger and shepherds and the slaughter of the innocents.