God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
WILLIAM COWPERGod moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
WILLIAM COWPERI will pray, therefore, for blessings on my friends, even though they cease to be so, and upon my enemies, though they continue such.
WILLIAM COWPERBlind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.
WILLIAM COWPERMen deal with life as children with their play, Who first misuse, then cast their toys away.
WILLIAM COWPERBut oars alone can ne’er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is lost.
WILLIAM COWPERIt chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
WILLIAM COWPERAccomplishments have taken virtue’s place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
WILLIAM COWPERWould I describe a preacher, I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste,
WILLIAM COWPERThe path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
WILLIAM COWPERRemorse begets reform.
WILLIAM COWPERJudge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
WILLIAM COWPERA fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your joys disperse at one immense explosion.
WILLIAM COWPERThe bird that flutters least is longest on the wing.
WILLIAM COWPERAnd 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 COWPERThere is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.
WILLIAM COWPERGrief is itself a medicine.
WILLIAM COWPER