It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme rudely appealed to on each trifling theme. – William Cowper
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm. – William Cowper
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme rudely appealed to on each trifling theme. – William Cowper
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm. – William Cowper
Where men of judgment creep and feel their way, The positive pronounce without dismay. – William Cowper