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.
WILLIAM COWPERMan may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.
More William Cowper Quotes
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God moves in mysterious ways His wonders to performs
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Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, The clouds you so much dread Are big with mercy and shall break, With blessings on your head
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He that has seen both sides of fifty has lived to little purpose if he has no other views of the world than he had when he was much younger.
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Vice stings us even in our pleasures, but virtue consoles us even in our pains.
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No traveler e’er reached that blest abode who found not thorns and briers in his road.
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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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Accomplishments have taken virtue’s place, and wisdom falls before exterior grace.
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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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Ye therefore who love mercy, teach your sons to love it, too.
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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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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.
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Far happier are the dead methinks than they who look for death and fear it every day.
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Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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Reasoning at every step he treads, Man yet mistakes his way, Whilst meaner things, whom instinct leads, Are rarely known to stray.
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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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