Sentences with Glory, Sentences about Glory

Sentences with Glory, Sentences about Glory

1. In my deepest wound I saw your glory, and it dazzled me.

2. Our greatest glory is not in never failing but rising everytime we fall.

3. When people say a knight’s job is all glory, I laugh and laugh and laugh.

4. There’s glory and honour in being chosen. But not much room for free will.

5. Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

6. Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

7. Liking money like I like it, is nothing less than mysticism. Money is a glory.

8. Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

9. This is the artist, then, life’s hungry man, the glutton of eternity, beauty’s miser, glory‘s slave.

10. How is it more for the glory of God to save man irresistibly, than to save him as a free agent, by such grace as he may either concur or resist?

11. The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just on the body, but the soul.

12. God doesn’t work on our timetable. He has a plan that He will execute perfectly and for the highest, greatest good of all, and for His ultimate glory.

13. I think most artists create out of despair. The very nature of creation is not a performing glory on the outside, it’s a painful, difficult search within.

14. He shook my dozing soul and threw the cold water of reality in my face, so that life and God and heaven and hell broke into my world with glory and horror.

15. The beauty of collaboration between older and younger generations is that we combine strength with wisdom—a surefire way to accomplish more for the glory of God.

16. Life is wasted if we do not grasp the glory of the cross, cherish it for the treasure that it is, and cleave to it as the highest price of every pleasure and the deepest comfort in every pain.

17. The tragedy of life is in what dies inside a man while he lives – the death of genuine feeling, the death of inspired response, the awareness that makes it possible to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.

18. When the name was in the room, it came to pass that the murderer, abashed, opened up, and there sprang forth, like a Glory, from his pitiable fragments, an altar on which there lay, in the roses, a woman of light and flesh.

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