Joyful Singing Quotes

My mom loved my Christmas music, so I did an awful lot of it!

I still haven't been able to capture the joy of what it's like when I sing - you know, when I'm by myself, or like when I was a little kid.

Singing is as much the language of holy joy as praying is of holy desire.

An empty bus hurtles through the starry night Perhaps the driver is singing and happy because he sings.

Like the lark that soars in the air, first singing, then silent, content with the last sweetness that satiates it, such seemed to me that image, the imprint of the Eternal Pleasure.

On the good days, my mother would haul out the ukulele and we'd sit around the kitchen table - it was a cardboard table with a linoleum top - and sing.

I'll sing forever.

The music I love to sing would have to be gospel - it just uplifts me, it takes me to a really good place.

Amy Poehler and I once ambushed people and made them sing Christmas carols with us.

I love singing our Christmas songs every chance we get. It's really cute.

Those who sow with tears will reap with songs of joy.

Any woodthrush shows it - he sings, not to fill the world, but because he is filled.

My father moved through theys of we, singing each new leaf out of each tree, (and every child was sure that spring danced when she heard my father sing).

I just really need to sing and sing and sing and not worry about writing. Just by singing for pleasure, your voice takes you to what it wants to sing. And that is how the best stuff kind of emerges.

In December ring Every day the chimes; Loud the gleemen sing In the streets their merry rhymes. Let us by the fire Ever higher Sing them till the night expire!