The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and there only, is the power to save.
WILLIAM COWPERJudge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
More William Cowper Quotes
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England with all thy faults, I love thee still– My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrained to love thee.
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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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Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
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Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
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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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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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Sends Nature forth the daughter of the skies… To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes.
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The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
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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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Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch’d the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch’d within us, and the heart replies.
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If my resolution to be a great man was half so strong as it is to despise the shame of being a little one.
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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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Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.
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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.
WILLIAM COWPER