William Cowper

(26 November 1731 – 25 April 1800 / Hertfordshire)

William Cowper Poems

81. The Snail 4/13/2010
82. The Silkworm 4/13/2010
83. The Shrubbery, Written In A Time Of Affliction 1/1/2004
84. The Shining Light 1/3/2003
85. The Secrets Of Divine Love Are To Be Kept 4/13/2010
86. The Salad. By Virgil 4/13/2010
87. The Rose 4/13/2010
88. The Retired Cat 1/1/2004
89. The Poplar Field 1/13/2003
90. The Poet's New-Year's Gift. To Mrs. (Afterwards Lady) Throckmorton 4/13/2010
91. The Poet, The Oyster, And Sensitive Plant 4/13/2010
92. The Pine-Apple And The Bee 4/13/2010
93. The Perfect Sacrifice 4/13/2010
94. The Parrot 4/13/2010
95. The Nightingale And Glow-Worm 4/13/2010
96. The New Convert 1/3/2003
97. The Negro's Complaint 4/13/2010
98. The Necessity Of Self–abasement 4/13/2010
99. The Nativity 4/13/2010
100. The Narrow Way 1/3/2003
101. The Morning Dream, A Ballad. To The Tune Of 'Tweed Side.' 4/13/2010
102. The Moralizer Corrected. A Tale 4/13/2010
103. The Modern Patriot 4/13/2010
104. The Maze 4/13/2010
105. The Love Of The World Reproved: Or, Hypocrisy Detected 4/13/2010
106. The Love Of God The End Of Life 4/13/2010
107. The Lily And The Rose 4/13/2010
108. The Light And Glory Of The Word 1/3/2003
109. The Judgement Of The Poets 4/13/2010
110. The Joy Of The Cross 4/13/2010
111. The Jackdaw 4/13/2010
112. The Innocent Thief 4/13/2010
113. The Ice Palace 4/13/2010
114. The House Of Prayer 1/3/2003
115. The Hidden Life 1/3/2003
116. The Heart Healed And Changed By Mercy 1/3/2003
117. The Happy Change 1/3/2003
118. The Glowworm 4/13/2010
119. The Future Peace And Glory Of The Church 1/3/2003
120. The Four Ages. A Brief Fragment Of An Extensive Projected Poem 4/13/2010
Best Poem of William Cowper

God Moves In A Mysterious Way

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs,
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.

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 ...

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For The Poor

When Hagar found the bottle spent
And wept o'er Ishmael,
A message from the Lord was sent
To guide her to a well.

Should not Elijah's cake and cruse
Convince us at this day,
A gracious God will not refuse
Provisions by the way?

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