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not the most sacred fervors of admiration and love justly due to that Almighty Being who centers, in an infinite degree, every possible excellence, in his adorable person, and from whom emanates every ray of goodness and bliss that illumines the universe. On thee, O my soul, this Almighty Being has exercised his goodness—thee, he has crowned with the rich gifts of his bounty and love. To him, therefore, thou art bound, by the most sacred and powerful obligations. From him thou hast derived thy existence, every high and noble power that exalts thee in the scale of being, all those elevated, capacious, and aspiring desires, which limit thy powers of enjoyment, only, with the fruition of infinite perfection. itself. On him, whose all-pervading spirit. sustains and governs universal nature, thou art dependent, for every present enjoyment which swells thee with pleasure and delight, for every resplendent blessing which, in the anticipated fruition, makes thee bound with the ardent emotions of exstacy and transport.— Behold the claims of God to thy homage and obedience. I speak not now of the riches of his mercy in Jesus Christ; I speak not now of that infinite compassion which urged the Almighty Father to yield his only Son, a sacrifice for thy sins; I unfold not now that stupendous mystery of love, into which angels desire to look, and which their most ardent adorations but feebly celebrate. The infinite

mercy of thy God, who spared thee, the wilful transgressor of his law, the bold contemner of his authority and justice, who even gave, for thy ransom from that misery and death into which sin had plunged thee, the precious blood of his beloved Son—the infinite grace of God in thy redemption, constitutes a claim to love more lively and ardent, than thy most vigorous affections, even when inflamed with a coal from the altar of heaven, will be able to render—But, the glory of this redemption is, raised, on the ruins of thy guilty and fallen, nature. And:while thou dost deny, or only imperfectly realize, thy guilt and misery, fruitless would be the attempt, by displaying the wonders of redeeming mercy, to enforce thy. obligations to thy God. I present therefore, only, the acknowledged claims of God to thy homage and obedience. And say,+if the na-. tive graces and charms of goodness are calculated to command irresistible esteem and love; if a dependent creature feels, deeply seated in his nature, an invincible sense of obligation to his maker and preserver, on whom should thy supreme love be exercised, to whom should thy exalted obedience be rendered, but to him, :who, centering in himself infinite perfection and essential o: has. displayed, on thee, the glories of his goodness and love. Say, then, my soul, hast thou rendered to God that supreme and ardent love which is, on his part, the claim of acknowledged right,

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on thine, the dictate of generous gratitude and duty 2 Hast thou loved him, as in justice and in gratitude thou wast bound, sincerely, supremely, universally? Hast thou considered it as thy highest honor, and has it been thy supreme delight, to contemplate and adore the glorious attributes of thy Creator, reverently and gratefully to trace the wonders of his Providence, the riches of his mercy? Impressed with his supreme and infinite excellence and glory, and with a lively conviction of thy dependence upon his power, and thy obligations to his bounty, hast thou uniformly rendered him the tribute of homage and worship, earnestly supplicating his protection, and ardently celebrating the displays of his goodness? To the Almighty Father of spirits, to him who must be worshipped in spirit and in truth, hast, thou rendered not

merely a cold, superficial, external worship, .

but the spiritual, lively, affecting homage of thy most ardent powers? Has sacred communion, with thy Almighty Father and Benefactor, in the exalted exercises of prayer and praise, been observed, not only as a public tri

bute exacted by custom, extorted by a sense

of decency, and at last rendered easy by habit; but has it been the uniform exercise, the delight, the solace of thy retired hours? Has the sacred principle of love to God transfused life, alacrity and delight, into every act of obedience to him? Has it been the supreme

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principle, which animated, which regulated, which enforced every duty, which prompted sincere obedience to all his commands? Ah! my soul! presumptuous self-love has veiled from thee thy real character. Thou hast been asserting o innocence and rectitude on thy exemption from gross crimes, and on thy partial obedience to the divine commands, while thou hast been destitute of that spiritual and universal holiness which thy omniscient judge requires. Thou hast founded thy claims to merit on thy erternal obedience to the laws of God, while thou hast been destitute of that supreme love to him which is thy highest duty, perfection and happiness, and which must animate even the most exalted acts of virtue, to render them acceptable in his sight. Yes, my God, with deep humility, I acknowlege the presumption which proudly disclaimed my depravity and guilt. With deep humility, I acknowlege, that thy grace has enkindled every emotion to goodness which animates my disordered nature. Forgetful have I been of thee, when the most powerful obligations, when the most tender and affecting motives urged my supreme and ardent love. Thou canst justly claim the sincere, universal and holy services of a life devoted supremely to thee—imperfect, partial, and unhallowed has been my obedience. O God, when my omissions of duty thus involve me in the deepest guilt, what loud calls, for the inflictions of thy justice, do my actual transgressions present. Flagrant and avowed, rise, before my dismayed conscience, my presumptuous sins; —O, who can disclose my secret faults. Alas! my iniquities are too many to be numbered, Yes, my God, from the impure fountain of my heart, have flowed the noxious and corrupting streams which have defiled and debased my nature, and, with ruinous and devastating force, swept away the exalted vestiges of primeval rectitude and glory. “Thouart found wanting,” —the awful sentence, marked, by the finger of thy holiness, on the most brilliant virtues of man, confounds all the bold pretensions of human pride. The purest seraph that treads thy courts, most holy God, renouncing all claim to merit, in deep humility, casts his crown at thy throne! What overwhelming emotions then should penetrate a worm of the dust, a polluted sinner, when he approaches the resplendent throne of his Maker and Judge. Ah! though arrayed in the most splendid righteousness of which the most exalted Saint can boast, when the beams of thy glory dart upon me, it will become me, imitating the deep abasement of the inspired prophet, to lay my hand upon my mouth, and prostrate in the duct to deplore my guilt, “Wo is me, for I am unclean.” Explore then, O my soul, with profound humility, the awful abysses of thy guilt. Consider thyself as cast, by transgression, at an in

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