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I seem forsaken and alone, / I hear the lion roar / And every door is shut but one, / And that is Mercy's door.

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
Seem
Roar
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Lion
Alone
Lions
Seems
Shut
Every
Loneliness
Mercy
Door
Doors
Forsaken

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