I'm powerful.

My strength is spent.

In surrender become strong.

I am an old woman. My strength is only outward now.

It's the home of my mentor.

He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.

He weakened my strength in the way he shortened my days.

I used my musket to ensure his continued fear and respect of me.

I have to earn money again!

History happens to be one of my strong points.

Hear me my sons my strength is waning now.

As yet I am as strong today as I was in the day that Moses sent me as my strength was then, even so is my strength now for war, to go out and to come in.

As yet I am as strong this day as I was in the day that Moses sent me as my strength was then, even so is my strength now, for war, both to go out, and to come in.

I promise you that your courage will keep inspiring me and giving me strength.

You know that I have served your father with all of my strength.

Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?

Yah is my strength and song. He has become my salvation.

And ye know that with all my power I have served your father.

Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?

The LORD is my strength and song, and is become my salvation.

As I ride out, as I ride my own inner strength, my own inner resilience, armed as I am with what medication can provide and continue treatment, as I ride out into the battlefield of cancer, asking my rogue cells to behave,

I would never have fully regained my strength.

Coral Gables is home to the University of Miami.

It's the birthplace of emotions that we revere the most in our lives

Before you die, you will have bodily evidence of my power.

The coca plant is native to the Andes.

And the Tombstone Valley is home to the Porcupine caribou herd.

That's the ancestral home of the ancient Flynns.

My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.

With God is my salvation and my honor. The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

My heart panteth, my strength faileth me as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.

Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing for God is my defence, and the God of my mercy.

In God is my salvation and my glory the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

You murdering', deceitful, blindstaggerin' old truaillidh moran! When me strength comes back in the nighttime,

Britain was, of course, the homeland of the Industrial Revolution.

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Rio de Janeiro is where soccer belongs.

The area is home to more than 100,000 people.

Caring for children was a global concern.

America is not the land of the free , nor is it the home of the brave ...

Home to some of the best snipers in the world.

So a very different habitat, and yet the same story.

This is not the stomping ground of our Pleistocene ancestors.

What brings you to the land of the gatekeepers?