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Sin let loose speaks punishment at hand.

William Cowper

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William Cowper
Age: 68 †
Born: 1731
Born: November 26
Died: 1800
Died: April 25
Hymnwriter
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Poet Lawyer
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Berkhamsted
Hertfordshire
Hands
Loose
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Punishment
Sin
Hand
Speak

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