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God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.

William Cowper

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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
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Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
Wonder
Moves
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Water
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Storm
Footsteps
Way
Plant
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God
Godly
Sea
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Perform

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