For every life and every act consequence of good and evil can be shown and as in time results of many deeds are blended so good and evil in the end become confounded.
I am a poet in deeds--not often in words.
Judge me by my deeds, though they are few, rather than my words, though they are many.
I'm coming to believe more and more in the truth that everything we do has consequences. A good deed doesn't just evaporate and disappear.
Help me, O Lord, that my hands may be merciful and filled with good deeds, so that I may do only good to my neighbors.
A life spent worthily should be measured by a nobler line,-by deeds, not years.
Be noble in every thought And in every deed!
The pain comes from more than the facts of circumstance, or the deeds of others. It comes from within. From understanding what we lost. It comes from knowing how foolish we were - vain, arrogant children - when we thought ourselves happy. It comes from knowing how fragile and doomed the old ways were, just when we thought them and ourselves, secure!. The pain comes from knowing we have never been safe, and therefore will never be safe again. It comes from knowing we can never be children again.
Every act, every deed of justice and mercy and benevolence, makes heavenly music in Heaven.
The good will of the governed will be starved if not fed by the good deeds of the governors.
If you set out to do a good deed, you may do a hundred small kindnesses on the way.
If we all were judged according to the consequences Of all our words and deeds, beyond the intention And beyond our limited understanding Of ourselves and others, we should all be condemned.
Discipleship is rooted in a deep belief in the universal reign of God through Christ. To be a disciple is to acknowledge that reign and to embrace the lifelong journey of submitting more and more of every aspect of your life to His good, just, and peaceable reign, as well as alerting others to God's kingship by both word and deed.
Bu is a word that cools many a warm impulse, stifles many a kindly thought, puts a dead stop to many a brotherly deed. No one would ever love his neighbor as himself if he listened to all the Buts that could be said.
Count the deed, not the thought.
We only have the past that we have. Not all of our deeds were incorrect.
Tell the righteous it will be well with them, for they will enjoy the fruit of their deeds.
True humility is expressed in deeds, not words. The humble are those who truly walk the same ground as everyone else - not necessarily with grovelling, hunched backs, but certainly not lording it over others, either.
There are evil spirits who suddenly fix their abode in man's unguarded breast, causing us to commit devilish deeds, and then, hurrying back to their native hell, leave behind the stings of remorse in the poisoned bosom.
No good deed ever goes wasted.