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Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.

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Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another’s pain.
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Another Detect Hunting Owe Pain Sport
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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Every Mistakes Reasoning Step Tread
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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Doctrine Hand Heart Life Man Pure Venerate
Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid.
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Egg Fatal Laid Pleasure Regret Remorse
But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.
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Ease Mean Modesty Please Press Remember Still
The proud are ever most provoked by pride.
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Ever Haughtiness Most Pride Proud Provoked
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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Doctrine Grace Language Men Plain Simple Sincere
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
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Apealted Blest Blood Chill Each Hear Rude Rudely Supreme Theme Trifling
Deep in unfathomable mines Of never failing skill He treasures up his bright designs,
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Bright Deep Design Fall Mine Skill Treasure Unfathomable
Remorse begets reform.
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Allow Beget Reform Remorse
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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Alone Heaven Lost Oar Prevail Toil
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
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
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Behind Face Frowning Grace Hide Judge Lord Providence Sense
Still ending, and beginning still.
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Beginning End Life Still
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.
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Depend Happiness Inspirational Nature Show Suppose Thing
Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.
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Cole Devil God Made Pit Pride

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