psalmist confessed, when, in the sublimest language he exclaimed:—"Whither shall I go from thy Spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there; if I make my bed in hell, behold thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me."[1] This uncreated, eternal, omnipotent, and omnipresent Being, man, dying man, whose breath is in his nostrils, can dare to insult! What horrid impiety! Consider,
2. His patience with you, notwithstanding your repeated provocations. When an earthly friend considers himself to be insulted, he generally stands off in cold indifference towards you, until some due acknowledgment be made; and even then his friendship is very apt to be mixed with a little bitterness. But the
- ↑ Psa. cxxxix., 7, 8, 9.
