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?
WILLIAM COWPERAfter long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
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[My kitten’s] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
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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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Pride made the devil, and the devil made sin; So God made a cole-pit to put the devil in.
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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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Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.
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We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
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Remorse, the fatal egg by pleasure laid, In every bosom where her nest is made, Hatched by the beams of truth, denies him rest, And proves a raging scorpion in his breast.
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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 nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs.
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Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.
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Heaven’s harmony is universal love.
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After long drought when rains abundant fall, He hears the herbs and flowers rejoicing all.
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No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
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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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Manner is all in all, whate’er is writ,The substitute for genius, sense, and wit.
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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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Men deal with life as children with their play, Who first misuse, then cast their toys away.
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I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum?
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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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To impute our recovery to medicine, and to carry our view no further, is to rob God of His honor, and is saying in effect that He has parted with the keys of life and death, and, by giving to a drug the power to heal us, has placed our lives out of His own reach.
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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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Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, ’tis being flayed alive.
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…So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
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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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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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