William Cowper

The faults of our neighbours with freedom we blame,
But tax not ourselves, though we practise the same.

The faults of our neighbours with freedom we blame,
But tax not ourselves, though we practise the same.

A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun,
It gives a light to every age,
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A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic like the sun,
It gives a light to every age,
It gives, but borrows none.

. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.

. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And read more

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

The earth was made so various, that the mind
Of desultory man, studious of change
And pleased read more

The earth was made so various, that the mind
Of desultory man, studious of change
And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.