sates, to stay their injurious abuse. But if love return void of its angel mission; if such are determined to be wanting in the fullness of the Gospel; yet even now, we need not lose our temper because they have lost theirs; but, turning to another leaf of scripture, let us warn them, hoping that if they won’t see their error, or won’t confess it, they may be alive to its dan ger. 'God hath made the same promise to every good man, that he made to Abra ham: “ I will dirse him that curseth thee.” And the Lord God hath spoken bitter doom against your bitter bigot; “ as he loved cursing, so let it come unto him; as he delighted not in blessing, so let & be far from him.” If then, by any mwor tune, you chance upon such, in your path way to heaven; thus win them if you may; thus %am them as you must. But still, lose not your content; answer not accusa tion, nor railing, by railing; and do not, strenuous as you may be, and have omriit to be, in maintaining your religious^efnn ions, do not let the religion of the Pnnce of Peace, which should come by its angel spirit to guide you to content, assume th§ malice of a demon, and <mve you to vitu peration and hard-heartedness. And, in conclusion, our comfort in life, and our usefulness, as well as our happi ness, are just in proportion to our measure of content. As sands compose the earth, seconds etefnity, and atoms immensity; so, little, continuous virtues go to make up individual character and that of com munities. Niagara wakes the mind, star tles the eye, $nd fills the soul with won 1 dering awe; but the nightly dew gives to us our bread, and the mild beams of daily light our warmth, not the wild lightning’s fitful glare. So in social intercourse, we love our friends; not for their deeds of high emprise and noble daring, not for their splendid talents, or brilliant gifts of intel lect and power; but for the kind looks, the lips laden with bipssings, and touched by love; the gentle smile, and soft answer; the mild beaming eye; whieh show that i the spirit of content hath found residence within. Usefulness depends much more upon the individual’s self-control, daily kindness, habitual government of temper, than upon greft efforts, or strikii^results. Your ambition# man, feeling the risings of envy, knows not content. Your haughty man, who has not yet foamed, that the arid disappointed; Your uncharitable en by 1% malice, fimfc power, mere is mutfpfl happy; he knows not coi who finds God blesses has impiously dared own hate when he anticipates mpe 01 knows not content, there are some who remind us of t|te great Whitfield’s quaint saying, con cemiW a peevish and complaining profes sor; when told that he was in a state of grace, he answered, “ grace was very good, but he did not want to see it grafted upon a crab-tree.” And so we sometimes meet in life those who are kind at heart, shrewd, intellectual, and, just, but who yet spoiled all by forgetfulness of our text. They have an unkind, sour temper, a peevish, nervous irritability, perversities, in speech or action, a morose and reserved aspect, so that we at last undervalue their good qualities, and avoid their presence. HABITS.—I trust every thing to habit; habit, upon which, in all ages, the law giver, as well as the schoolmaster, has mainly placed his reliance ; habit, which makes every thing easy? and casts all dif ficulties upon the deviation from the won ted qgprse. Make sobriety a habit, and inten^rance will be hateful and hard; ftHke prudence a habit, and reckless prof ligacy will be contrary to the nature of the child grown an adult. Give a child the habit of sacredly regarding the truth—of carefully respecting the property of others —of scrupulously abstaining from all acts of improvidence which can involve him in distress; and he will just as likely think ^ rushing into the element, in which he it breathe, as lying, or cheating, or Lord Brougham. thoughts, like good company, Tver stay where they are not civilly rtained; while bad thoughts, like bad mannered guests, press for admission, or, like nightly robbers, lurk secretly about, waiting for an unguarded momemto creep in and destroy. The proudest man is but - , and clothed by the bounty of h

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