And natural in gesture; much impress’d Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too; affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
WILLIAM COWPERThere is mercy in every place. And mercy, encouraging thought gives even affliction a grace and reconciles man to his lot.
More William Cowper Quotes
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I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?
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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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Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.
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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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Vice stings us even in our pleasures, but virtue consoles us even in our pains.
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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.
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Pleasure admitted in undue degree, enslaves the will, nor leaves the judgment free.
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The Spirit breathes upon the Word and brings the truth to sight.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.
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The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow, and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most of our troubles, “Ye have done your worst, and we shall see you no more.”
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What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?
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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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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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I am out of humanity’s reach.I must finish my journey alone,Never hear the sweet music of speech;I start at the sound of my own.
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