REFLECTIONS.

My soul! ponder well the striking contrast which this chapter hath drawn between the righteous and the wicked; between him that serveth God, and him that serveth Him not!

How truly lovely is the soul that crieth after knowledge, that is, that is seeking for Jesus as for hidden treasure. Everything in him, and about him is ornamental. In private life, in public station, whenever engaged, however occupied, he adorneth the doctrine of God our Saviour in all things. Small, and inconsiderable as his knowledge may be in the present attainments of it, yet it will be with him as the light of the morning, that shineth more and more unto a perfect day.

On the other hand, how wretched is the man who is destitute of grace! Every part of his life is perverse, and every portion of his conduct crooked. The calls of God, the warnings of his providence, the alarms of death; all lose their effect upon his unthinking and worthless heart! His joy is in evil, and the frowardness of the Wicked his delight. His life how wretched! - his death how fearful!

Precious Jesus! be thou my wisdom, for then shall I delight myself in the Lord, and triumph in the Holy One of Israel. Fill my soul with true understanding and knowledge, for sure I am, in thee I shall find every possible happiness of light and life, and the fulness of joy in my soul. And while the wisdom of this world gives pride to the worldly wise; and the might of this world gives confidence to the mighty, and the rich man glorieth in his riches; this will be my glory, that I understand and know thee, that thou art the Lord, and that in these things thou delightest, 0 Lord. Here, Lord, let my soul rest convinced that however poor in myself, in thee I possess all things. Thou art the strength of my heart, and thou my portion forever.

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