“The shepherds - simple souls - came to adore the Infant Savior. Mary rejoiced at seeing their homage and willing offerings they made to her Jesus... How happy is the loving soul when it has found Jesus with Mary, His Mother! They who know the Tabernacle where He dwells, they who receive Him into their souls, know that His conversation is full of divine sweetness, His consolation ravishing, His peace superabundant, and the familiarity of His love and His Heart ineffable” KnowsHeartMadeSoulMotherFoundJesusSimpleSeeingDivineWillingConversationSaviorOfferingMarySacramentsAdoreSweetnessConsolationHis LoveInfantFamiliarityShepherdsHomageIneffable Author:Peter Julian Eymard
“I see crosses at every turn. My flesh shudders over it, but my heart adores them. Yes, I hail you, crosses little and great, I hail you, and kiss your feet, unworthy of the honor of your shadow.” HeartLittlesSufferingTurnsFeetMy HeartHonorKissingShadowCrossesFleshOver ItAdoreUnworthyHail Author:Saint Francis de Sales
“Godhead here in hiding, whom I adore Masked by these bare shadows, shape and nothing more, See, Lord, at thy service low lies here a heart Lost, all lost in wonder at the God thou art” HeartArtLyingLostWonderLordShapesLowsShadowHidingSacramentsAdore Book:An Aquinas Reader Source: An Aquinas Reader
“Who shall say that those poor peasants were not acting in the spirit we most venerate, most adore; that theirs was not the true heart language which we cannot choose but love? And what has been their reward? They have sent down their name to be the by-word of all after ages; the worst reproach of the worst men a name convertible with atheism and devil-worship.” MenHeartHas BeensAgeSpiritNamesLanguagePoorActingAtheismWorstWorshipDevilRewardsAdorePeasantsReproachTrue HeartDevil Worship Book:Fraser's Magazine Source: Fraser's Magazine
“Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again, I say rejoice.” GivingHeartVoiceLordKingsThanksMortalsTriumphLiftsRejoiceAdoreEvermore Author:Charles Wesley
“I know the woman has no soul, I know The woman has no possibilities Of soul or mind or heart, but merely is The masterpiece of flesh: well, be it so. It is her flesh that I adore; I go Thirsting afresh to drain her empty kiss. I know she cannot love: it is not this My vanquished heart implores in overthrow. Tyrannously I crave, I crave alone, Her splendid body, Earth's most eloquent Music, divinest human harmony; Her body now a silent instrument, That 'neath my touch shall wake and make for me The strains I have but dreamed of, never known.” KnowsMindHumansWellsHeartSoulBodyEarthWomenKnownPossibilityKissingEmptyHarmonyInstrumentsSilentFleshAdoreMasterpieceStrainCraveSplendidDrainsEloquent Book:Poems Source: Poems