And works his sovereign will. Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
WILLIAM COWPERHe finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not color’d like his own, and having pow’r T’ enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause Dooms and devotes him as his lawful prey.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Time, as he passes us, has a dove’s wing, Unsoil’d, and swift, and of a silken sound.
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What we admire we praise; and when we praise, Advance it into notice, that its worth Acknowledged, others may admire it too.
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Pleasure is labour too, and tires as much.
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Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.
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This fond attachment to the well-known place Whence first we started into life’s long race.
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Truth is the golden girdle of the globe.
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Pleasure admitted in undue degree, enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
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Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
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Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.
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Far happier are the dead methinks than they who look for death and fear it every day.
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Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour;
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The path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
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Trials make the promise sweet, Trials give new life to prayer; Trials bring me to His feet, Lay me low, and keep me there.
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We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
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They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
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