Sarah Cullen

Calligraphy Practice Paper

. . . the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven.

Peace, be still.

And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart.

I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.

The LORD shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace.

All gardening is landscape painting.

Garden as though you will live forever.

Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent?

Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

There is the sea great and broad, in which swarms without number, animals both small and great.

My beloved is mine, and I am his

Behold, I am the LORD, the God of all flesh

Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain

Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

Beloved, I wish above all things that thou mayest prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospereth.

Bless the LORD, O my soul

We have this hope as an anchor for the soul.

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.

Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

We are the clay, and thou our potter.

What greater gift than the love of a cat.

If nothing is ventured, nothing is gained.