Somehow, it always worked. Kneeling at the side of my bed and talking to the Lord made everything okay. — Ruby Bridges Copy Share Image
I remember really vividly kneeling by my bed as a nine-year-old, saying my prayers and asking God to give me boobs that… — Katy Perry Copy Share Image
When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, Now if thou would'st, when all… — Michael Drayton Copy Share Image
