“But Justice, though her dome she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.”

For if good were not praised more than ill, None would choose goodness of his own free will.

Her angel’s face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.

Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.

Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.

The noblest mind the best contentment has.

Through knowledge we behold the world’s creation, How in his cradle first he fostered was; And judge of Nature’s cunning operation, How things she formed of a formless mass.

What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?

Foul jealousy! that turnest love divine to joyless dread, and makest the loving heart with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine.

Sweet breathing Zephyrus did softly play, A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan’s beams, which then did glister fair.

The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.

And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.

Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.

Make haste therefore, sweet love, whilst it is prime, For none can call again the passed time.

So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.

Fretting grief the enemy of life.

And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.

Doing a remake of an iconic song is always nerve-racking because you never know if you can actually do justice to it.

Peace is built on the foundation of justice.

It is not what a lawyer tells me I may do; but what humanity, reason, and justice tell me I ought to do.

I’m gonna make sure everybody get their justice. This the year for business, this the year for my book, this the year for the movie and this the year for getting even. I’m on my way.

Justice is itself the great standing policy of civil society; and any eminent departure from it, under any circumstances, lies under the suspicion of being no policy at all.

Don’t be a marshmallow. Walk the street with us into history. Get off the sidewalk. Stop being vegetables. Work for Justice. Viva the boycott!

Let us not be justices of the peace, but angels of peace.

Jesus doesn’t just want songs. He wants justice for the people on planet Earth.