Quotes About Hope

Hold the fort! I am coming!

Coinciden?ele sunt mai frecvente atunci când ne rug?m.

It wouldn't be New Year's if I didn't have regrets.

persevering intercessor is characterized by the ability to see and internalize how God desires to bless. He or she is also an advocate for the ones who stand in need of this blessing.

I would think of Victoria's domain, And in a moment I seemed to be there! But the fear of being taken again, Soon hurried me back to despair.

Eternal Father, strong to save,Whose arm doth bind the restless wave,Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deepIts own appointed limits keep,O, hear us when we cry to TheeFor those in peril on the sea!

We can scarcely indeed look into any part of the sacred volume without meeting abundant proofs, that it is the religion of the Affections which God particularly requires. Love, Zeal, Gratitude, Joy, Hope, Trust, are each of them specified; and are not allowed to us as weaknesses, but enjoined on us as our bounden duty, and commended to us as our acceptable worship.

We are too young to realise that certain things are impossible.

Yet tears to human suffering are due; And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone.

Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

Where lies the land to which yon ship must go?Fresh as a lark mounting at break of day,Festively she puts forth in trim array.

That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky...

Me this unchartered freedom tires;I feel the weight of chance desires;My hopes no more must change their name,I long for a repose that ever is the same.

What though the radiance that was once so bright, be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

Whither is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?

The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest— Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast.

O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live.

But thou art with us, with us in the past, The present, with us in the times to come. There is no grief, no sorrow, no despair, No languor, no dejection, no dismay, No absence scarcely can there be, for those Who love as we do. Speed thee well!

This son of his old age was yet more dear— Less from instinctive tenderness, the same Fond spirit that blindly works in the blood of all— 145 Than that a child, more than all other gifts That earth can offer to declining man, Brings hope with it, and forward-looking thoughts, And stirrings of inquietude, when they By tendency of nature needs must fail.

the hope Of active days urged on by flying hours,—

What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower, We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind;

Grace doesn't depend on suffering to exist.

I remember thinking, That's what I need - and that hope was in Jesus Christ.