To fish in troubled waters.
Awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.
The night is dark, the waters deep, Yet soft the billows roll; Alas! at every breeze I weep — The storm is in my soul.
As I turned away, I saw Holmes, with his back against a rock and his arms folded, gazing down at the rush of the waters. It was the last that I was ever destined to see of him in this world. - Watson.
Oh the wild joys of living! The leaping from rock to rock. . . the cool silver shock of the plunge in a pool's living waters.
The silken rush of woodland waters and the scoured shapes of the desert - these and countless other treasures we owe to those farsighted enough to have preserved the public lands that make up our inheritance.
Entering the waters of baptism is something we do. The be that must precede it is faith in Jesus Christ and a mighty change of heart.
When the inhabitants of some sequestered island first descry the "big canoe" of the European rolling through the blue waters towards their shores, they rush down to the beach in crowds, and with open arms stand ready to embrace the strangers. Fatal embrace! They fold to their bosoms the vipers whose sting is destined to poison all their joys; and the instinctive feeling of love within their breasts is soon converted into the bitterest hate.
But conversation, choose what theme we may, And chiefly when religion leads the way, Should flow, like waters after summer show'rs, Not as if raised by mere mechanic powers.
I tested the waters on producing a record, but I'm more of a creative guy. . . I can't get into minute details
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.