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Blest be the art that can immortalize,–the art that baffles time’s tyrannic claim to quench it.

William Cowper

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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Address Anxious Become Change Conscious Feed Gesture Grace Guilt Impressed Messenger Much Tender
Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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Alive Assume Being Flayed Habit Strive
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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Country Fault Love May Mind Still
Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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Exhilarate Languid Music Nature Rural Sight Silence Tone
A 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.
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Ceaseless Corrosion Divide Joy Know May Passionate Temper
I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar; / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy’s door.
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Alone Door Every Forsaken Hera Lion Loneliness Mercy One Shut
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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Beach God Moving Mysterious Perform Wonder
Absence of occupation is not rest.
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Absence Happen Occupation Rest
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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Cease Christian Fight Fighting Prayer Restrain
Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
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Lodge Solitude Some Successful War Wilderness
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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Feet Make Prayer Promise Sweet Trial
After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
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Abundant After Drought Fall Flower Herb Long Rain Rejoice
Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.
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Affection Black Dwell Skin White
Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
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Hand Rock Spring Tree
The still small voice is wanted.
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Still Voice Want Wanted
How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.
WILLIAM COWPER

Assurance Believe Even Happy Heard Make Petition Prayer Proof

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