Quotes About Majesty

the great, generous Russian people have been added in their naïve majesty and might to the forces that are fighting for freedom in the world, for justice, and for peace. Here is a fit partner for a League of Honor.

The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea

Great men are like eagles, and build their nest on some lofty solitude

He is solitary in His majesty, unique in His excellency, peerless in His perfections. He sustains all, but is Himself independent of all. He gives to all, but is enriched by none. By revelation Such a God cannot be found out by searching. He can be known only as He is revealed to the heart by the Holy Spirit through the Word.

God was under no constraint, no obligation, no necessity to create. That He chose to do so was purely a sovereign act on His part, caused by nothing outside Himself, determined by nothing but His own mere good pleasure; for He "worketh all things after the counsel of His own will" (Eph 1:11). That He did create was simply for His manifestative glory. Do

Everything about God is great, vast, incomparable. He never forgets, never fails, never falters, never forfeits His word.

He is solitary in His majesty, unique in His excellency, peerless in His perfections. He sustains all, but is Himself independent of all. He gives to all, but is enriched by none.

There is infinitely more power lodged in the nature of God than is expressed in all His works.

the God of Scripture is no make-believe monarch, no mere imaginary sovereign, but King of kings, and Lord of lords. "I

God is solitary in His excellency. "Who is like unto thee, O LORD, among the gods? who is like thee, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, doing wonders?" (Exo 15:11).

Such an One is to be revered, worshipped, adored. He is solitary in His majesty, unique in His excellency, peerless in His perfections. He sustains all, but is Himself independent of all. He gives to all, but is enriched by none.

The oceans and the skies…and the sun coming up each new day. That's all there is, I think. That's all that matters to think on.

As a fire blazes brightly when the covering of ash over it is scattered by the wind, the divine fire within the body shines in all its majesty when the ashes of desire are scattered by the practice of pranayama.

Nay, the majesty of kings, is rather exalted than diminished, when they are in the chair of counsel; neither was there ever prince, bereaved of his dependences, by his counsel, except where there hath been, either an over-greatness in one counsellor, or an over-strict combination in divers; which are things soon found, and holpen.

How great is our Lord! His power is absolute! His understanding is beyond comprehension! —Psalm 147:5

The young king, bright with such gold as is not found in any mine, strode across the waves; and the glory of him was such that he who looked on it should never look upon another.

Her statue, glorious in majesty, Stood naked, floating on a vasty sea, And from the navel down there were a mass Of green and glittering waves as bright as glass. In her right hand a cithern carried she And on her head, most beautiful to see, A garland of fresh roses, while above There circles round her many a flickering dove.

the colossi whose huge legs our living pettiness is observed to walk under

The human person, whose definition serves as the touchstone according to which good must be distinguished from evil, is considered as sacred, in what one might call the ritual sense of the word. It has something of that transcendental majesty which the churches of all times have given to their Gods.

'Horse thunder' is what I call the sound of galloping hooves.

I like to be a tiger roaming the jungle or an eagle soaring the skies.

He causes huge bodies like sun to proclaim His Majesty through His Names the All-Gracious, Great, reciting: ' O Glorious One, O Great One, O Mighty One', while tiny animate creatures like flies and fish proclaim His Mercy, reciting: 'O Gracious One, O Compassionate One, O Generous One

God is a sea of infinite substance.

Tree I dreamt you invisible majesty hovering above the face of all things. Rooted in the pain of ash, mere man, I bore you, sepulchre, dead father, silently, within, called out to you the windswept words of lost millennia, words that kindle rage. You never answered me. You left me fearing night, hidden fire, leaping flame, tree God in the night.