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.
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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Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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Tea – the cups that cheer but not inebriate.
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The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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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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Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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Blest be the art that can immortalize,–the art that baffles time’s tyrannic claim to quench it.
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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.
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They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed.
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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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And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow’d perhaps by a smile.
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Pleasure is labour too, and tires as much.
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Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ills that checker life.
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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame; He hides behind a magisterial air He own offences, and strips others’ bare.
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The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
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