Henry Ward Beecher Quotes About Heaven

• Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven, it is the beating of a loving heart.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Love, Life, Friendship

• Every charitable act is a stepping stone toward heaven.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Inspirational, Heaven, Charity

• The little troubles and worries of life may be as stumbling blocks in our way, or we may make them stepping-stones to a nobler character and to Heaven. Troubles are often the tools by which God fashions us for better things.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Fashion, Block, Character

• Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Faith, Children, Silly

  Henry Ward Beecher (1871). “Morning and Evening Exercises: Selected from the Published and Unpublished Writings”, p.309

• What if you have seen it before, ten thousand times over? An apple tree in full blossom is like a message, sent fresh from heaven to earth, of purity and beauty.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Garden, Apples, Tree

  Henry Ward Beecher (1862). “Eyes and ears”, p.290

• Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Inspirational, Life, Positive

  Henry Ward Beecher, William Drysdale (1887). “Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit”

• Heaven will be inherited by every man who has heaven in his soul.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Inspiration, Humor, Men

  Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life Thoughts”, p.109

• Many men build as cathedrals are built-the part nearest the ground finished, but that part which soars toward heaven, the turrets and the spires, forever incomplete.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Men, Forever, Heaven

  Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life thoughts gathered from the extemporaneous discourses of Henry Ward Beecher, by E.D. Procter”, p.99

• Caution and conservatism are expected of old age; but when the young men of a nation are possessed of such a spirit, when they are afraid of the noise and strife caused by the applications of the truth, heaven save the land! Its funeral bell has already rung.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Men, Land, Heaven

  Henry Ward Beecher, Augusta Moore (1859). “Notes from Plymouth Pulpit: A Collection of Memorable Passages from the Discourses of Henry Ward Beecher, with a Sketch of Mr. Beecher and the Lecture Room”, p.57

• Flowers may beckon todwards us, but they speak todward heaven and God.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Flower, Heaven, May

• Today is a goblet day. The whole heavens have been mingled with exquisite skill to a delicious flavor, and the crystal cup put to every lip. Breathing is like ethereal drinking. It is a luxury simply to exist.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Drinking, Breathing, Skills

  Henry Ward Beecher (1862). “Eyes and Ears”, p.72

• Men who neglect Christ, and try to win heaven through moralities, are like sailors at sea in a storm, who pull, some at the bowsprit and some at the mainmast, but never touch the helm.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Winning, Men, Sea

  henry ward beecher (1858). “life thoughts,”, p.13

• Brethren, we are all sailing home; and by and by, when we are not thinking of it, some shadowy thing (men call it death), at midnight, will pass by, and will call us by name, and will say, "I have a message for you from home; God wants you; heaven waits for you.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Death, Home, Men

  Henry Ward Beecher, Truman Jeremiah Ellinwood (1872). “The Original Plymouth Pulpit: Sermons of Henry Ward Beecher in Plymouth Church, Brooklyn”, p.52

• One should go to sleep as homesick passengers do, saying, "Perhaps in the morning we shall see the shore.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Morning, Sleep, Heaven

  Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life Thoughts”, p.97

• The sun does not shine for a few trees, and flowers, but for the wide world's joy. The lonely pine on the mountain-top waves its sombre boughs and cries, 'Thou art my sun.' And the little meadow violet lifts its cup of blue, and whispers with its perfumed breath, 'Thou art my sun.' And the grain in a thousand fields rustles in the wind, and makes answer, 'Thou art my sun.' So God sits effulgent in heaven, not for a favored few, but for the universe of life; and there is no creature so poor or so low that he may not look up with childish confidence and say, 'My Father, Thou art mine.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  God, Lonely, Art

• There is a great deal more correctness of thought respecting manhood in bodily things than in moral things. For men's ideas of manhood shape themselves as the tower and spire of cathedrals do, that stand broad at the bottom, but grow tapering as they rise, and end, far up, in the finest lines, and in an evanishing point. Where they touch the ground they are most, and where they reach to the heaven they are least.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Men, Ideas, Heaven

  "Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers". Book by Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, p. 404, 1895.

• What profusion is there in His work! When trees blossom there is not a single breastpin, but a whole bosom full of gems; and of leaves they have so many suits that they can throw them away to the winds all summer long. What unnumbered cathedrals has He reared in the forest shades, vast and grand, full of curious carvings, and haunted evermore by tremulous music; and in the heavens above, how do stars seem to have flown out of His hand faster than sparks out of a mighty forge!

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Summer, Nature, Stars

  Henry Ward Beecher (1858). “Life Thoughts”, p.59

• Some people think black is the color of heaven, and that the more they can make their faces look like midnight, the more evidence they have of grace. But God, who made the sun and the flowers, never sent me to proclaim to you such a lie as that.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Lying, Flower, Thinking

  henry ward beecher (1858). “life thoughts,”, p.120

• When a man says that he is perfect already, there is only one of two places for him, and that is heaven or the lunatic asylum.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Men, Two, Perfect

  Henry Ward Beecher (1871). “The Plymouth pulpit. Sermons preached in Plymouth church, Brooklyn”, p.310

• And now we beseech of Thee that we may have every day some such sense of God's mercy and of the power of God about us, as we have of the fullness of the light of heaven before us.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Light, Heaven, May

  "Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers". Book by Henry Ward Beecher, p. 273, 1895.

• Sorrows, as storms, bring down the clouds close to the earth; sorrows bring heaven down close; and they are instruments of cleansing and purifying.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Clouds, Heaven, Sorrow

  Henry Ward Beecher, Truman Jeremiah Ellinwood (1871). “The original Plymouth pulpit”, p.92

• There is no slave out of heaven like a loving woman; and of all loving women, there is no such slave as a mother.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Mother, Heaven, Slave

  HENRY WARD BEECHER (1863). “FREEDOM AND WAR”, p.418

• Heaven answers with us the same purpose that the tuning-fork does with musicians. Our affections, the whole orchestra of them, are apt to get below the concert-pitch; and we take heaven to tune our hearts by.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Heart, Heaven, Musician

  Henry Ward Beecher (1870). “Familiar Talks on Themes of General Christian Experience”, p.262

• Our yearnings are homesicknesses for heaven; our sighings are for God, just as children that cry themselves asleep away from home, and sob in their slumber, know not that they sob for their parents. The soul's inarticulate moanings are the affections yearning for the Infinite, and having no one to tell them what it is that ails them.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Children, Home, Parent

  Henry Ward Beecher (1860). “Life thoughts”, p.67

• Every fresh act of benevolence is the herald of deeper satisfaction; every charitable act a stepping-stone towards heaven.

  Henry Ward Beecher

  Heaven, Satisfaction, Stones

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