William Cowper was an English poet and hymnodist.His life was scarred by misfortune and sorrow.He suffered bouts of depression and insanity, and thrice,he attempted suicide.He was even admitted to an asylum.
Yet,consider this poem below and you cannot but marvel at his positivity and of course,his literary prowess.
Light Shining Out of Darkness
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sov’reign will.
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.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow’r.
Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
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What a paean of positivity!
ReplyDeleteYessssssssss !
DeleteGood Night Suresh.
Amazing! Such deep faith :)
ReplyDeleteYou said it Purba,it was his faith that kept him going.
DeleteA lovely weave of positivity!
ReplyDeleteYes Rahul,it is that!
DeleteFaith and positive thinking goes a long way.
ReplyDeleteThank you Chowla ji.
DeleteStrange that such a positive and faithful mind strayed into lunacy...but then those are the ways of the Unknown!
ReplyDeleteAs he said-God moves in a mysterious way.
DeleteThanks for your input.
Sometimes faith is all we have to tide over misery.
ReplyDeleteNo doubt faith helps one to carry on,thank you Purba.
DeleteI have faith but somehow not in God.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I too dither about faith.I have faith in celestial justice and Karma,but I don't believe that God will pull me out of every trouble,I have to take steps to help myself,I believe.
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