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Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.

William Cowper

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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
Hymnwriter
Poet
Poet Lawyer
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Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
Never
Men
Dismiss
God
Compassion
May
Heart

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