Quotes About Servant

O God, make me poor enough to love yurd diamond in the rough, or in my failure let me see, my greed raised to mistery. Do you hate the one who must turn your world all to dust? Do you hate the ones who ask if Creation wears a mask God beyond the God I name, if mask and fire are the same, repair the seam my love leaps through , uncreated fire to pursue. Network of cretated fire, maim my love and my desire. Make me poor so I may be, servant in the world I see

the Spirit himself is sovereign over the mission, the church can only be the attentive servant. In

The hand is man's most valuable servant; its dexterity enables it to respond to his slightest bidding.

When the first reedy snore escaped the Mad Prophet's lips, Asandir's forbidding manner softened. His fingers smoothed black hair from a profile all too familiar, and his smile widened with amusement. 'So, our Prophet thinks you a servant, does he?

It has been long proved that everyone needs a butler.

Do you think that horrible servant girl will get my body pregnant?' she asked as we trotted down the steps. 'I've heard about you girl orphans having no morals and having babies for fun and selling them to buy bicycles and fashion accessories and onions and stuff.

All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.

The Servant who really studies his Master gradually becomes like his master; gradually learns that he himself is the one who in the end does all the work and has all the power.

The picture of Jesus as a humble servant is not meant to be a beautiful portrait to admire on the wall; it is meant to be a model that inspires us to act with humility.

Wittles is up' said Killick

One would have said he was his son's servant rather than his father.

Ancient art was the tyrant of Egypt, the mistress of Greece and the servant of Rome.

The most important person is the audience and the composer. The rest of us - and even the composer is a servant to the audience. And of course, the audience is a servant to the higher art.

It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked looking-glass of a servant.

The arts are the servant; wisdom its master.

Think of the old cliché about the mind being 'an excellent servant but a terrible master'. This, like many clichés, so lame & banal on the surface, actually expresses a great & terrible truth.

Think of the old cliché about "the mind being an excellent servant but a terrible master." This, like many clichés, so lame and unexciting on the surface, actually expresses a great and terrible truth. It is not the least bit coincidental that adults who commit suicide with firearms almost always shoot themselves in the head. And the truth is that most of these suicides are actually dead long before they pull the trigger.

She would- never mind. She was his servant. Slave mentality. This was not the girl I asked to marry me. She was his slave and believed she knew only joy...where was my wife? What was this creature she stroked and sucked at...

Isidor thought for a moment he had gone mad, and that he wished his valet to cut his throat.

If a person is too poor to keep a servant, though ever so elegant, he must sweep his own rooms:

Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?

I, sir, am Dromio; command him away. I, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me stay.

You shall mark Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave That, doting on his own obsequious bondage, Wears out his time, much like his master's ass, For nought but provender; and when he's old, cashier'd: Whip me such honest knaves.

Thou, my slave, As thou report'st thyself, was then her servant, And for thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her earthy and abhorred commands, Refusing her grand hests, she did confine thee, By help of her more potent ministers And in her most unmitigable rage, Into a cloven pine, within which rift Imprisoned thou didst painfully remain A dozen years; within which space she died And left thee there, where thou didst vent thy groans As fast as mill wheels strike.