“While the storm clouds gather far across the sea,Let us swear allegiance to a land that's free,Let us all be grateful for a land so fair,As we raise our voices in a solemn prayer:God Bless America.Land that I loveStand beside her, and guide herThru the night with a light from above.From the mountains, to the prairies,To the oceans, white with foamGod bless AmericaMy home sweet home.God Bless America,Land that I loveStand beside her,And guide her,Through the nightWith the light from above,From the mountains,To the prairies,To the ocean,White with foam,God bless America,My home sweet home.God bless America,My home sweet home.”
Irving Berlin
“Most surely in the creation of the heavens and the earth and the alternation of the night and the day, and the ships that run in the sea with that which profits men, and the water that Allah sends down from the cloud, then gives life with it to the earth after its death and spreads in it all (kinds of) animals, and the changing of the winds and the clouds made subservient between the heaven and the earth, there are signs for a people who understand.”
quran
“The Supreme Lord God has unleashed the rain clouds. Over the sea and over the land - over all the earth's surface, in all directions, He has brought the rain. Peace has come, and the thirst of all has been quenched; there is joy and ecstasy everywhere.”
Sri Guru Granth Sahib
“My land is bare of chattering folk; / the clouds are low along the ridges, / and sweet's the air with curly smoke / from all my burning bridges.”
Dorothy Parker
“Let us all hope that the dark clouds of racial prejudice will soon pass away, and that in some not too distant tomorrow the radiant stars of love and brotherhood will shine over our great nation with all their scintillating beauty.”
Martin Luther King Jr.
“Clouds and darkness surround us, yet Heaven is just, and the day of triumph will surely come, when justice and truth will be vindicated. Our wrongs will be made right, and we will once more, taste the blessings of freedom.”
Mary Todd Lincoln
“Black are the brooding clouds and troubled the deep waters, when the Sea of Thought, first heaving from a calm, gives up its Dead”
Charles Dickens
