I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
WILLIAM COWPERSolitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die
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Alas! if my best Friend, who laid down His life for me, were to remember all the instances in which I have neglected Him, and to plead them against me in judgment, where should I hide my guilty head in the day of recompense?
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Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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Men deal with life as children with their play, Who first misuse, then cast their toys away.
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Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head
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Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
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Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth.
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Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.
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O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
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To impute our recovery to medicine, and to carry our view no further, is to rob God of His honor, and is saying in effect that He has parted with the keys of life and death, and, by giving to a drug the power to heal us, has placed our lives out of His own reach.
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The innocent seldom find an uncomfortable pillow.
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And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow’d perhaps by a smile.
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God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
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God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.
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Events of all sorts creep or fly exactly as God pleases.
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Absence of occupation is not rest.
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