God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm. – William Cowper
War is a game which were their subjects wise, kings would not play at. – 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
War is a game which were their subjects wise, kings would not play at. – William Cowper
I pity them greatly, but I must be mum, for how could we do without sugar and rum? – William Cowper