ism. Does any one feel curiosity, or wonder, does any one search and examine, in the case of things fully known to Him? Could the Creator of nature "stop to examine" and "enjoy the grace and beauty" of His own work? Were indeed this said of Him, we should say, "Here is one of the Mysteries which attend on the Incarnation," but since we cannot suspect such writers as Mr. A. of inventing a Mystery for the sake of it, we must take it evidence of a carnal and Socinian view of the Saviour of mankind.
"He observed every thing, and His imagination was stored with an inexhaustible supply of images, drawn from every source, and with these He illustrated and enforced His principles in a manner altogether unparalleled by any writings, sacred or profane." p. 63.
So this is the ashes to be given as children's meat, to those who "confess" and repent, and try to know God's will in the Gospel.
"Even His disciples, till they came to see Him die, had no conception of His love. They learned it at last, however. They saw Him suffer and die; and inspiration from above explained to them something about the influence of His death. They enjoyed its benefits long before."—
All this is presumptuous and unsatisfactory, but let it pass.
It is hard to tell which touches our gratitude most sensibly; the ardent love which led Him to do what He did, or the delicacy with which He refrained from speaking of it, to those who were to reap its fruits." p. 94.
that is, the delicacy towards sinners of an injured Creator, coming to atone in some mysterious way by His own sufferings for their sins in the sight of God and His Father.
"There is in fact no moral or spiritual safety without these feelings, and our Saviour knew this full well." p. 204.
"Jesus Christ understood human nature better .... He was wiser than the builders of the pyramids .... The Saviour did the work, and did it better, by a few parting words." p. 217
Such are the feelings which this writer ventures to express concerning Him, who is his Lord and his God. In condemning, however, his most unclean and miserable imaginings, I have neither wish nor occasion to speak against him as an individual. We have no concern with him. We know nothing of his opportunities of knowing better, nor how far what appears in his writ-
