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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537594" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>God Neither Known Nor Loved By The World</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye linnets, let us try, beneath this grove,<br>Which shall be loudest in our Maker's praise!<br>In quest of some forlorn retreat I rove,<br>For all the world is blind, and wanders from his ways.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That God alone should prop the sinking soul,<br>Fills them with rage against his empire now:<br>I traverse earth in vain from pole to pole,<br>To seek one simple heart, set free from all below.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They speak of love, yet little feel its sway,<br>While in their bosom many an idol lurks;<br>Their base desires, well satisfied, obey,<br>Leave the Creator's hand, and lean upon his works.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis therefore I can dwell with man no more;<br>Your fellowship, ye warblers! suits me best:<br>Pure love has lost its price, though prized of yore,<br>Profaned by modern tongues, and slighted as a jest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My God, who formed you for his praise alone,<br>Beholds his purpose well fulfilled in you;<br>Come, let us join the choir before his throne,<br>Partaking in his praise with spirits just and true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, I will always love; and, as I ought,<br>Tune to the praise of love my ceaseless voice;<br>Preferring love too vast for human thought,<br>In spite of erring men, who cavil at my choice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why have I not a thousand thousand hearts,<br>Lord of my soul! that they might all be thine?<br>If thou approve—the zeal thy smile imparts,<br>How should it ever fail! can such a fire decline?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love, pure and holy, is a deathless fire;<br>Its object heavenly, it must ever blaze:<br>Eternal love a God must needs inspire,<br>When once he wins the heart, and fits it for his praise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Self–love dismissed—'tis then we live indeed—<br>In her embrace, death, only death is found:<br>Come, then, one noble effort, and succeed,<br>Cast off the chain of self with which thy soul is bound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! I could cry, that all the world might hear,<br>Ye self–tormentors, love your God alone;<br>Let his unequalled excellence be dear,<br>Dear to your inmost souls, and make him all your own!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They hear me not—alas! how fond to rove<br>In endless chase of folly's specious lure!<br>'Tis here alone, beneath this shady grove,<br>I taste the sweets of truth—here only am secure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cowper">William Cowper</a><div class=q>
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