My soul Quote by Charles Wesley Download Open image “My soul is all an aching void.” — Charles Wesley ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare My soul Soul Spirituality Void
At the heart of any poor soul not at one with the Force, there is only void. — Tim Lebbon Copy Share Image
“When you're missing a peice of yourself, aching, gut wrenching emptiness begins to take over. Until you find the link that completes your very… — Jennifer Salaiz Copy Share Image
God, how pointless and empty the world is! Days filled with cheap and tarnished moments succeed each other, restless and haunted nights follow in… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share Image
During painful times, when you feel a terrible void, think how the capacity of your soul is being enlarged so that it can receive… — Elizabeth of the Trinity Copy Share Image
Lord, here is my body; I am very grateful for it; I neglected nothing that belonged to its contents and welfare; but as for… — John Flavel Copy Share Image
Hark the herald angels sing, 'Glory to the new-born king.' Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled! — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child; Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee. — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
“Ah! Gentle, gracious Dove, And art thou grieved in me, That sinners should restrain thy love, And say, “It is not free: It is… — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
Come to earth to taste our sadness, He whose glories knew no end. By His life He brings us gladness, our Redeemer, Shepherd, Friend.… — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
Our children will grow up confused, not respecting the Bible or anything else that is sacred. — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to God alone; Laughs at impossibilities, And cries it shall be done. — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
One family--we dwell in Him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death. — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore: Lift up your heart, lift up… — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
Not from his head was woman took, As made her husband to o'erlook; Not from his feet, as one designed The footstool of the… — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
When summoned hence to thine eternal sleep, Oh, may'st thou smile while all around thee weep. — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
Hark the herald angels sing 'Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled' Joyful, all ye nations… — Charles Wesley Copy Share Image
My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet. — Samuel Hoffenstein Copy Share Image
It's bluesy, rocky jazz. I call it soul music, but it's not James Brown soul music. It comes from my soul. It comes from… — Tinsel Korey Copy Share Image
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still… — David Copy Share Image
The prayer of the agnostic: "O God, if there is a God, save my soul if I have a soul." — Ernest Renan Copy Share Image
I think what saved me is me being honest. I think I somewhow had the courage to do something and say something that I… — Ellen DeGeneres Copy Share Image
The reason I do small, independent movies is because I want to keep my soul intact and maintain some kind of integrity within this… — Jamie Bell Copy Share Image
Early on in my life, I had a broken soul. I was abused by my father, abandoned by my mother and ended up in… — Joyce Meyer Copy Share Image
I think my soul is intact, but my methods of reaching people are completely different. — Michael Franti Copy Share Image
I tell everybody, I get so much because I give so much. I give freely, I give all my time, give all my money,… — Mr. T Copy Share Image
There's material that I read that I fall in love with, and I always get a little bit sad because I know that, when… — Emmanuelle Chriqui Copy Share Image
I threw the pearl of my soul into a cup of wine. I went down the primrose path to the sound of flutes. I… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
