Those who lose dreaming are lost.

(To the chief Musician, A Psalm [or] Song of David.) Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered: let them also that hate him flee before him.

By faith Abraham, when he was tried, offered up Isaac: and he that had received the promises offered up his only begotten son,

Make compassion the cotton, contentment the thread, modesty the knot and truth the twist. This is the sacred thread of the soul; if you have it, then go ahead and put it on me.

God gives us each a song.

Don't have anything to do with foolish and stupid arguments, because you know they produce quarrels. And the Lord's servant must not quarrel; instead he must be kind to everyone, able to teach, not resentful