William Cowper Thy Quotations

My God, till I received thy stroke, / How like a beast was I! / So unaccustomed to the yoke, / So backward to comply.

Greece, sound thy Homer's, Rome thy Virgil's name, / But England's Milton equals both in fame.

Regions Caesar never knew / Thy posterity shall sway.

The dearest idol I have known, Whatever that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne , And worship only thee.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood shall never lose its powerTill all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.

All thy threads with magic art / Have wound themselves about this heart.