Who is William Cowper

William Cowper ( KOO-pər; 26 November 1731 – 25 April 1800) was an English poet and hymnwriter. One of the most popular poets of his time, Cowper changed the direction of 18th-century nature poetry by writing of everyday life and scenes of the English countryside. In many ways, he was one of the forerunners of Romantic poetry. Samuel Taylor Coleridge called him "the best modern poet", whilst William Wordsworth particularly admired his poem Yardley-Oak.After being institutionalised for insanity, Cowper found refuge in a fervent evangelical Christianity. He continued to suffer doubt and, after a dream in 1773, believed that he was doomed to eternal damnation. He recovered and wrote more religious hymns.

His religious sentiment and association with John Newton (who wrote the hymn...
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Love 193 I Love You 193 God 172 Heart 153 Soul 132 Never 131 Sweet 131 Long 114 Life 113 Light 109


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Grace2build: and satan trembles when he sees, the weakest saint upon his knees. william cowper
J24726054: the cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow.,william cowper,present,
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Rick_cane: ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, the clouds ye so much dread, are big with mercy, and shall break in blessings on your head. judge not the lord by feeble sense, but trust him for his grace; behind a frowning providence, he hides a smiling face. ~ william cowper
T1s_s0_sw33t: william cowper the hardest hymn writer by far
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