Quotes About Heaven

It is the Spirit of God alone who opens the gate of heaven to the elect. Further

Now God's image is the perfect excellence of human nature which shone in Adam before his defection, but was subsequently so vitiated and almost blotted out that nothing remains after the ruin except what is confused, mutilated, and disease-ridden. Therefore in some part it now is manifest in the elect, in so far as they have been reborn in the spirit; but it will attain its full splendor in heaven.

true knowledge of God and of the secret of his wisdom comes from faith, because the obedience of faith opens to us the gate of the Kingdom of Heaven.

when we recognize God as a propitious Father through the reconciliation made by Christ, and Christ as given to us for righteousness, sanctification, and life. By this knowledge, I say, not by the submission of our understanding, we obtain an entrance into the kingdom of heaven.

Death is a solemn event for everyone. It is the winding up of all earthly plans & expectations. It is a separation from all we have loved and lived with. It is often accompanied by much bodily pain and distress. It opens the door to judgement and eternity - to heaven or to hell. It is an event after which there is no change, or space for repentance

Forgive me if, in friendship's way, I offer thee a wreath of May.... [N]ourished by the dews of heaven.... So I have Ivy placed between, To prove that worth is ever green. The little blue Forget-me-not... Spring's messenger in every spot, Smiling on all—"Remember me!"

The astrologer who spells the stars, mistakes his globes, and in her bright eye interprets heaven's physiognomies.

For a lifetime was but a moment in that place, and each man dreams his own heaven.

For a lifetime was but a moment in that place, and each man dreams his own heaven. And in the darkness David closed his eyes, as all that was lost was found again.

Each man dreams his own heaven.

Let your days become a fragrant song where heaven and earth continually collide

There's no more need to beg Him to "open the Heavens." He already did that. He checked that one right off the prayer list when the veil of His flesh was torn and all of Heaven opened with it. If you stop asking for that – and actually trust that it exists for you – you will experience that open Heaven every day of your life. A fully supernatural lifestyle.

And he blessed him and said: "Blessed [favored with blessings, made blissful, joyful] be Abram of God Most High, Possessor [and Maker] of heaven and earth" (Genesis 14:19).

That night he dreamt of Heaven: Heaven was a dark amusement park, small and joyless, just an iron Ferris wheel turning in eternity and a glum arcade to amuse the faithful.

En ciel un dieu, en terre une déesse

Era un vaquero, señor, y le encantaba la tierra. Le gustaba tanto que se hizo una mujer fuera de la suciedad y se casó con ella. Pero cuando él la besó, ella se desintegró. Más tarde, en el funeral, cuando el predicador dijo: "El polvo al polvo", se echó a reír a algunas personas, y el vaquero les dispararon. En su ahorcamiento, le dijo a los otros, "voy a estar esperando en el cielo --- con un arma."

Who ever comes to shroud me, do not harmNor question muchThat subtle wreath of hair, which crowns my arm;The mystery, the sign you must not touch,For 'tis my outward soul,Viceroy to that, which then to heaven being gone,Will leave this to control,And keep these limbs, her provinces, from dissolution.

At the round earth's imagin'd corners, blowYour trumpets, angels, and arise, ariseFrom death, you numberless infinitiesOf souls.

Are not heavens joyes as valiant to asswage Lusts, as earths honour was to them?

As yet God suspends me between heaven and earth, as a meteor; and I am not in heaven because an earthly body clogs me, and I am not in the earth because a heavenly soul sustains me.

The love of liberty with life is given, And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.

He rais'd a mortal to the skies,She drew an angel down.

Since heaven's eternal year is thine.

The trumpet shall be heard on highThe dead shall live, the living die,And Music shall untune the sky!