Quotes About Lord

This is me, a sinner on whom the Lord has turned his gaze. And this is what I said when they asked me if I would accept my election as pontiff. I am a sinner, but I trust in the infinite mercy and patience of our Lord Jesus Christ, and I accept in a spirit of penance.

The first fresh hour of every morning should be dedicated to the Lord, whose mercy gladdens it with golden light.

Nothing is more prominently brought forward in the New Testament than the second coming of the Lord Jesus Christ.

I think this is one reason why the Lord invented the Internet - so members can teach one another how to succeed in assignments the Lord has given us, and to give us opportunities to inspire and bear testimony in a horizontal way.

Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord, but sometimes it's hard not to get a jump on it yourself.

Because the truth is, we all die. And once we've stepped into eternity, all that will matter is if we remained faithful to the Lord through this short life on earth.

For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations. Psalm 100:5

Whatever good we accomplish, the Lord is ultimately responsible, and He alone deserves the praise. The whole purpose of our lives is to magnify His fame and "sing the glory of his name."29

Until the thirst for power parched his throat, he was a fearless and noble lord.

It was suicide, wasn't it? In an involuntary sort of way, said Vorob'yev. These Cetagandan political suicides can get awfully messy, when the principal won't cooperate. Thirty-two stab wounds in the back, worst case of suicide they ever saw? murmured Ivan, clearly fascinated by the gossip. Exactly, my lord.

So, Lord Auditor Coz. Did you find some fun? Do I look cheerful? More like manic. It's a joy, Ivan, an absolute joy. The ImpSec internal Security system is lying to me.

Yes. Now, you had that doctorate in Barrayaran history. Do any really interesting District succession squabbles spring to your memory?" "Lord Midnight the horse," Galeni replied at once. "Who always voted 'neigh.' 

You bastards are on the top of Imperial Lord Auditor Miles Vorkosigan's very own shit list now, you bet. But under what name? Only five days on this benighted world, and already total strangers are trying to kill me.

Right." Roic nodded. He glanced over Miles's growing array of medical attachments. "By the way, m'lord. Had you happened to mention your seizure disorder to the surgeon yet?

A poem of his own in honor of the late empress formed, unbidden, in his brain. A Degtiar empress named Lisbet Trapped a satrap lord neatly in his net. Enticed into treason For all the wrong reasons, He'll soon have a crash with his kismet. He choked down a genuinely horrible impulse to bounce down to the center of the dell and declaim his poetic offering to the assembled haut multitude, just to see what would happen. Mia

We share a certain problem apart from your legal morass," he continued. "Cat maiden." "Oh, it's not apart. Dog lord.

Our lord is a magic lord as we all desired, and magical things have sought him from over there, and they all obey his hests. It is so, said all but Gazic. And Gazic rose up in a pause of their gladness. Many strange things, he said, have entered our village, coming from over there. And it may be that human folk are best, and the ways of the fields we know.

Christmas is such a trial,' said Mrs McCosh. 'I do most sincerely wish the Lord had been born at some other time.

Out here you better have a gun, and a gun in the wagon ain't good for nothin'. I believe what the old Quaker said, 'Trust in the Lord, but keep your powder dry.

There are some people whom the Lord Almighty cannot save," he later said wearily of the Oil Creek refiners. "They don't want to be saved. They want to go on and serve the devil and keep on in their wicked ways.

as bad as those other two." Gabe dug into his pocket. "Jeez…" She scowled at him, rocking her large frame in his direction. "Careful, Mr. Gabriel. My Lord

Revival is just the life of the Lord Jesus poured into human hearts. Jesus

Good Lord! who can account for the fathomless folly of the public?

It was like a dream, a beautiful, soothing dream of late autumn: low, gray skies, smell of woodsmoke, fallen leaves crackling beneath my feet, and somewhere out there, in the farmsteads and plantations ahead of me, swift retribution! Freedom! The bloody work of the Lord!