Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life, and lets him fall just in the niche he was ordained to fill.
WILLIAM COWPERHabits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
More William Cowper Quotes
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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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The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have passed away.
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Alas! if my best Friend, who laid down His life for me, were to remember all the instances in which I have neglected Him, and to plead them against me in judgment, where should I hide my guilty head in the day of recompense?
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God made bees, and bees made honey, God made man, and man made money,
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Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer keeps the Christian’s armor bright; And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees.
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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.
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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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The path of sorrow, and that path alone, leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.
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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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Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
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Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon their knees.
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To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.
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A fool must now and then be right, by chance
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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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Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
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