“Atlas, we read in ancient song, Was so exceeding tall and strong, He bore the skies upon his back, Just as the pedler does his pack; But, as the pedler overpress'd Unloads upon a stall to rest, Or, when he can no longer stand, Desires a friend to lend a hand, So Atlas, lest the ponderous spheres Should sink, and fall about his ears, Got Hercules to bear the pile, That he might sit and rest awhile.” ShouldDoeHandsMightDesireSongFallStrongSkyBearsEarsAncientTallSpheresBoresPacksAtlas Book:Delphi Complete Works of Jonathan Swift (Illustrated) Source: Delphi Complete Works of Jonathan Swift (Illustrated)
“How sweet the harmonies of the afternoon! The Blackbird sings along the sunny breeze His ancient song of leaves, and summer boon; Rich breath of hayfields streams thro' whispering trees; And birds of morning trim their bustling wings, And listen fondly--while the Blackbird sings.” SongMorningRichTreeSweetSummerBirdHarmonyBreathsWingsAncientStreamsAfternoonBreezeSunnyWhisperingBoonBlackbirds Book:Days and Hours Source: Days and Hours
“God has called His creation to find satisfaction in a personal relationship with Him, and stop trying to manage the world by conforming it to our expectations, and to allow Him to govern His creation. He continues to say through an ancient Hebrew worship song, "Be still and know that I am God!” KnowsWorldTryingStillsSongCreationWorshipExpectationsAncientSatisfactionManageConformHebrewPersonal RelationshipsStop TryingWorship Songs Author:Charles R. Swindoll