Quotes About Temple

Your body is a temple and I'm in need of serious prayer.

This body is the house of God.

Nature is a temple, where the living Columns sometimes breathe confusing speech; Man walks within these groves of symbols, each Of which regards him as a kindred thing.

Nature is a temple in which living columns sometimes emit confused words. Man approaches it through forests of symbols, which observe him with familiar glances.

Nature is a temple in which living pillars Sometimes give voice to confused words;

La Nature est un temple où de vivants piliers Laissent parfois sortir de confuses paroles ; L'homme y passe à travers des forêts de symboles Qui l'observent avec des regards familiers.

Pride of place must go to the Olmec, the first technologically complex culture in the hemisphere. Appearing in the narrow "waist" of Mexico about 1800 B.C., they lived in cities and towns centered on temple mounds.

The product of demographic calamity, the newly created wilderness was indeed beautiful. But it was built on Indian graves and every bit as much a ruin as the temples of the Maya.

Among the scenes which are deeply impressed on my mind, none exceed in sublimity the primeval forests undefaced by the hand of man; whether those of Brazil, where the powers of Life are predominant, or those of Tierra del Fuego, where Death and decay prevail. Both are temples filled with the varied productions of the God of Nature: -- no one can stand in these solitudes unmoved, and not feel that there is more in man than the mere breath of his body.

The true church is not made of creeds and forms, nor is it contained in walls of wood and stone; the heart of man is its temple and the Spirit of truth is the one guide into all Truth. When men learn to turn within to the Spirit of truth, who is in each one for his light and inspiration, the differences between the churches of man will be eliminated, and the one church will be recognized.

Lord, I recognize You as the Owner of my temple. I willingly submit to the authority of Your Word. I confess that I have allowed the corruption of ______________________ to take up space that is reserved for worshiping You. I freely admit that I do not have the power to remove it on my own.

Please cleanse me, even if I must endure hardship or suffer affliction in the process. Grant me the courage to remain steadfast as You work. Grant me patience to endure the process and provide extra encouragement when my patience wears thin. Then let me rejoice when Your temple is again pure. I make the same request as David did so many years ago: Create in me a clean heart, O God (Ps. 51:

A powerful glamour has engulfed the United States of America. It's not the first time, of course—that nation is a shining temple to amnesia with its foundations built atop the bones of vanished empires

Here we are in the splendor of the paradox of light and darkness. The paradox weaves out a magnificent tapestry in which numberless lights and darknesses intersect each other and interpenetrate in such a way that the whole universe is presented as a multidimensional and intricately shaded Temple of Light.

Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love love recompenses the adorers.

Your daily life is your temple and your religion. When you enter into it take with you your all.

About my faith I wrote: I have gone beyond the temple and the mosque, I have made my heart my sanctuary; On this thorn-strewn path end All my wandering and my journey.

When Angkorian society began, Paris and London were not much more than elaborate villages. Europe was crawling with barbarians, and here were the Khmer engineering sophisticated irrigation systems and constructing the biggest temple in the world.

Until now, she had known herself only as a person who yearned. A woman who had what she wanted was a stranger to her. But here, in this faraway temple, that stranger was finally within sight.

They desecrate Riora's sacred temple! She will be enraged." "Oh, gods, look at the marble. We are all beyond doomed." "Somebody put a plant in front of it!

no matter how glorious the perception, no matter how gratifying the event,nothing is ever truly fulfilling until you draw closer to God and enter the mystical temple God placed within you.

A dark purple sky filled with the first few evening stars made her feel small. She smiled; that was what she expected from the sky. All her life, she'd gone out at night and stood beneath that blue velvet darkness. It was her temple, the true house of God, and it never failed to remind her of her place.

The library is the temple of learning, and learning has liberated more people than all the wars in the history.

During my first few hours in Loja, I had good fortune to run into two young Mormon missionaries who let me sleep one night in their room and three further nights at their temple. My four days in Loja were somber ones, however, not so much because of the Mormons, who didn't try to convert me (at least not very strenuously), but because of the constant rain.