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Grace Noll Crowell Quotes

Whatever else be lost among the years, Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing: Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, Let us hold close one day, remembering Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men. Let us get

Whatever else be lost among the years, Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing: Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, Let us hold close one day, remembering Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men. Let us get back our childlike faith again.

Grace Noll Crowell
Love, Christmas, Xmas
Grace Noll Crowell, “Whatever else”

God, make me brave for life: oh, braver than this. Let me straighten after pain, As a tree straightens after the rain, Shining and lovely again. God, make me brave for life; much braver than this. As the blown grass lifts, let me rise From sorrow with quiet eyes, Knowing Thy way is wise. God, make me brave, life brings Such blinding things. Help me to keep my sight; Help me to see aright That out of dark comes light.

Grace Noll Crowell
Wise, Pain, Rain

If but one message, I may leave behind, One single word of courage for my kind, It would be this – Oh, brother, sister, friend, Whatever life may bring – what God may send, No matter whether clouds life soon or late-- Take heart and wait!

Grace Noll Crowell
Patience, Brother, Heart

How can I find the shining word, the glowing phrase that tells all that your love has meant to me, all that your friendship spells? There is no word, no phrase for you on whom I so depend. All I can say to you is this, God bless you precious friend.

Grace Noll Crowell
Thankful, Glowing, Shining
Grace Noll Crowell, “Thank You Friend”

Girl with the burning golden eyes, And red-bird song, and snowy throat: I bring you gold and silver moons, And diamond stars, and mists that float. I bring you moons and snowy clouds, I bring you prarie skies to-night To feebly praise your golden eyes And red-bird song, and throat so white. ~Vachel Lindsay "To Gloriana" God wrote His loveliest poem on the day He made the first silver poplar tree, And set it high upon a pale-gold hill For all the new enchanted earth to see.

Grace Noll Crowell
Girl, Song, Stars

The day will bring some lovely thing.

Grace Noll Crowell
Lovely, Lovely Things

Let me come in when you are weeping, friend, and let me take your hand. I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, can understand.

Grace Noll Crowell
Grief, Grieving, Hands
Grace Noll Crowell, “To One In Sorrow”

Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing.

Grace Noll Crowell
Christmas, Xmas, Holiday
Grace Noll Crowell, “Whatever else”

Home may be near, Home may be far - But it is anywhere love And a few plain household treasures are.

Grace Noll Crowell
Women, Home, Treasure

God wrote His loveliest poem on the day He made the first silver poplar tree, And set it high upon a pale-gold hill For all the new enchanted earth to see.

Grace Noll Crowell
Tree, Gold, Earth

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