God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.
WILLIAM COWPER…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
More William Cowper Quotes
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Events of all sorts creep or fly exactly as God pleases.
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Vice stings us even in our pleasures, but virtue consoles us even in our pains.
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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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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.
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An idler is a watch that wants both hands; As useless if it goes as when it stands.
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Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
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But oars alone can ne’er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is lost.
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Absence of occupation is not rest.
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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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Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
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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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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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Would I describe a preacher, I would express him simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt; in language plain, And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste,
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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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Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
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I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
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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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Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have oft-times no connection.
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There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.
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Perhaps thou gav’st me, though unseen, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss.
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Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.
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Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
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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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Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze.
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