Quotes About Heaven

People nod at the idea that when God is depicted only as a white man, only white men seem godly. They laugh at the idea that priests dressed in skirts try to trump women's birth-giving power by baptizing with imitation birth fluid, calling us reborn, and going women one better by promising everlasting life. Indeed, elaborate concepts of Heaven and Hell didn't seem to exist before patriarchy;

Being full of mischief, they love to listen; they gladly obey, for they like to betray you, pretending to be sent from Heaven, and lisping like angels, while they lie.

I know I can trust in my heart…that she…dare I, can I express heaven in a few words? That she loves me.

May heaven's richest blessings rest upon you, my beloved associates. May faith grow in your hearts. May there be love and peace in your homes. May there be food upon your tables and clothing on your backs. May the smiles of heaven warm your hearts and bring comfort in times of trial.

Believe in the sacred word of God, the Holy Bible, with its treasury of inspiration and sacred truth; in the Book of Mormon as a testimony of the living Christ. Believe in the Church as the organization which the God of Heaven established for the blessing of His sons and daughters of all generations of time.

Through centuries of time, men and women, so very, very many, have lived and died. Some may die in the conflict that lies ahead. To us, and we bear solemn testimony of this, death will not be the end. There is life beyond this as surely as there is life here. Through the great plan which became the very essence of the War in Heaven, men shall go on living.

If your politics puts you at the unorthodox end of the spectrum, you can remind the Party that Confucius also talked about the Mandate of Heaven, the concept that the people could overthrow unjust rulers.

...methinks, an angel spake...

In heaven an angel is nobody in particular.

The angels are so enamored of the language that is spoken in heaven, that they will not distort their lips with the hissing and unmusical dialects of men, but speak their own, whether there be any who understand it or not.

But there are hours when, from the heavens unfolding, Come down the angels with the glad release; And we look upward, to behold in glory Our suffering loved ones borne away to peace.

It is a beautiful, a bless'd belief, That the beloved dead, grown angels, watch The dear ones left behind...

Angels have no philosophy but love.

To everyone is given the key to heaven; the same key opens the gates of hell.

No heaven will not ever Heaven be Unless my cats are there to welcome me.

And now the Chapel's silver bell you hear, That summons you to all the Pride of Pray'r: Light quirks of Music, broken and uneven, Make the soul dance upon a Jig to Heav'n.

May every hair of your head be a wax candle to light you into glory, and may you be in heaven ten minutes before the devil knows you are dead.

May the road lie easy before you and the wind be always at your back; may there always be a glass of whiskey to warm you when the wind blows chill; and may you get to heaven half an hour before the devil knows you're dead.

May you be in heaven twenty years before the devil knows you're dead!

May your soul be in heaven before the devil knows you're dead.

Earth has one angel less, and heaven one more...

The whole heaven is full of little cherub faces.

Calm on the bosom of thy God, Young spirit! rest thee now...

Happy children! thus to flee Early to their home above! Happy those below, to be Upward drawn by chords of love!