Quotes
Quotes about God
The laws are with us, and God on our side.
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto, "In God is our trust!"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Good at a fight, but better at a play;
Godlike in giving, but the devil to pay.
No, the heart that has truly lov'd never forgets,
But as truly loves on to the close;
As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets
The same look which she turn'd when he rose.
We wish that this column, rising towards heaven among the pointed spires of so many temples dedicated to God, may contribute also to produce in all minds a pious feeling of dependence and gratitude. We wish, finally, that the last object to the sight of him who leaves his native shore, and the first to gladden his who revisits it, may be something which shall remind him of the liberty and the glory of his country. Let it rise! let it rise, till it meet the sun in his coming; let the earliest light of the morning gild it, and the parting day linger and play on its summit!
The Bible is a book of faith, and a book of doctrine, and a book of morals, and a book of religion, of especial revelation from God.
Thank God! I--I also--am an American!
It is my living sentiment, and by the blessing of God it shall be my dying sentiment,--Independence now and Independence forever.
I thank God, that if I am gifted with little of the spirit which is able to raise mortals to the skies, I have yet none, as I trust, of that other spirit which would drag angels down.
God grants liberty only to those who love it, and are always ready to guard and defend it.
A weapon that comes down as still
As snowflakes fall upon the sod;
But executes a freeman's will,
As lightning does the will of God;
And from its force nor doors nor locks
Can shield you,--'t is the ballot-box.
Land of lost gods and godlike men.
O God! it is a fearful thing
To see the human soul take wing
In any shape, in any mood.
And they were canopied by the blue sky,
So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful
That God alone was to be seen in heaven.
"Whom the gods love die young," was said of yore.
Strike--for your altars and your fires!
Strike--for the green graves of your sires!
God, and your native land!
And the cold marble leapt to life a god.
Ay, call it holy ground,
The soil where first they trod:
They have left unstained what there they found,--
Freedom to worship God.
Calm on the bosom of thy God,
Fair spirit, rest thee now!
You shall not pile, with servile toil,
Your monuments upon my breast,
Nor yet within the common soil
Lay down the wreck of power to rest,
Where man can boast that he has trod
On him that was "the scourge of God."
The groves were God's first temples.
Truth crushed to earth shall rise again,--
The eternal years of God are hers;
But Error, wounded, writhes with pain,
And dies among his worshippers.
That large utterance of the early gods!
Thus she stood amid the stooks,
Praising God with sweetest looks.
O God! that bread should be so dear,
And flesh and blood so cheap!
