Quotes About Singing

In some ways it began when I heard her singing her voice twinning with my own Her Voice was like a portrait of her soul Wild as a fire, sharp as a shattered glass Sweet and clean as clover

He would even sing from time to time. He had a bright, reckless tenor that was always wandering off, looking for notes in the wrong places.

Remember this, son, if you forget everything else. A poet is a musician who can't sing. Words have to find a man's mind before they can touch his heart, and some men's minds are woeful small targets. Music touches their hearts directly no matter how small or stubborn the mind of the man who listens." My

Shall we tune up?" asked Heimdal. He was answered by a chorus of "Sure," , "Why not?", and "Why? Do I look like a car?" "Okay. Ready. Mee, Mee, Mee, Mee," Heimdal sang. The assembled crowd sang back "You, you, you, you." "Very good. Now lets try 'you, you, you, you.'" Heimdal said. A chorus of "Me, me, me, me," filled the air. "Excellent," Heimdal

I sing both in my shower and in my car, mostly in my car, because I have this weird thing - whenever I'm singing to the radio - my friends kind of hate it - but I pick out the harmonies in my head, and I'm singing the harmonies to the tracks and I'm jamming it out.

Why is all of creation singing?

sang as she walked because it was better than weeping.

A poet is a nightingale who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.

Singing with children in the schools has been the most rewarding experience of my life.

There are two types of people in this world; those that sing in the shower and those that read in the bath

Their chanting and singing had been persistent and inventive. He'd never known there were so many songs about freedom, and what had happened to Slvasta's balls.

Cast aside your numbers and your coarse voice and learn how to sing, sweet Ozzie. Song is the destiny of all who live who love to live.

On this side were only low hisses, a ticking and chirping, a simmering crackle like a million crickets, hellfire crickets, singing of apocalypse and char.

But Moses replied: “It is neither the cry of victory nor the cry of defeat; I hear the sound of singing!”

Therefore I will praise You, O LORD, among the nations; I will sing praises to Your name.

Sing to Him, sing praises to Him; tell of all His wonders.

Then King Hezekiah and his officials ordered the Levites to sing praises to the LORD in the words of David and of Asaph the seer. So they sang praises with gladness and bowed their heads and worshiped.

At the dedication of the wall of Jerusalem, the Levites were sought out from all their homes and brought to Jerusalem to celebrate the joyous dedication with thanksgiving and singing, accompanied by cymbals, harps, and lyres.

I will thank the LORD for His righteousness and sing praise to the name of the LORD Most High.

I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.

Therefore I will praise You, O LORD, among the nations; I will sing praises to Your name.

Sing to the LORD, O you His saints, and praise His holy name.

that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.

Sing to Him a new song; play skillfully with a shout of joy.