Consider, too, that each of these revolving orbs is a world—a world, filled with inhabitants, countless millions of intelligent beings, with active bodies and more active souls, each occupying his own sphere of use and duty, each having his own thoughts, feelings, pursuits, cares, pleasures,—and each an immortal being, destined to exist through the millions of ages of eternity. What a plan! What a sublime conception and creation! What magnificent means and ends! What must be the vastness and loftiness and goodness of that Mind, which could conceive and execute this stupenduous work: which has brought into existence, and holds in existence,—which created and sustains,—all this complicated machinery of worlds, and which at the same time rules and guides by Its wisdom the affairs of the inhabitants of each and all of them, even to the minutest concern of the humblest individual! For this must be so: He who creates must also sustain and guide, or creation would be in vain; and guidance in general cannot exist without guidance in particulars, even to the smallest particular—for the greatest things are often dependent and consequent upon the least: thus, the Creator must also be the Preserver. What, then, must be the power of that Mind, which sees, understands, and guides all the affairs of all the hosts of millions of human beings, that inhabit the various worlds in our solar system!
But this is only the beginning. Our solar system is but one of myriads, nay, of millions of systems, existing in the universe. Walk out on a clear evening, and look up at the heavens, spangled with countless points of light. Observe, especially, the Milky Way, white with star-dust (as it has been aptly termed,)
