Walk with God

11 Aug 2023 | Our Father | 0 comments

The Lord of all, himself through all diffused,
Sustains, and is the life of all that lives.
Nature is but a name for an effect
Whose cause is God. He feeds the secret fires
By which the mighty process is maintained,
Who sleeps not, is not weary; in whose sight
Slow circling ages are as transient days;
Whose work is without labour; whose designs
No flaw deforms, no difficulty thwarts;
And whose beneficence no charge exhausts….
Happy who walks with him! whom what he finds
Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower,
Or what he views of beautiful or grand
In nature, from the broad majestic oak
To the green blade that twinkles in the sun,
Prompts with remembrance of a present God!
His presence, who made all so fair, perceived,
Makes all still fairer. As with him no scene
Is dreary, so with him all seasons please….
How readily we wish time spent revoked

That we might try the ground again, where once

(Through inexperience as we now perceive)

We miss’d that happiness we might have found!”


William Cowper (1731-1800), Winter Walk at Noon, lines 25-28)


Notes from the Compiler

A romantic poet of the 18th century evangelical revival and close friend of John Newton (1725-1807), Cowper was regarded as a poet of nature and forerunner of William Wordsworth (1770-1850). He showed signs of mental instability and in 1763 tried to commit suicide. Harry Payne (1944- ), Southwell, adds this reflection: 'Thus Will laments the thoughtlessness with which/ His  younger self cared not  about his sire/ Until swift-passing time took father's life,/ And cold regret filled up the aching void./ Oh how the poet-mind could envy those/ Who flit like worker bees from flower to flower/ Without a backward glance. Not so my way!/ Too often pondering what might have been/ I, rower-like, look back continuously.'


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