faith, man's perception, man's vision-the realities with man-his despondence, his elevation: for errors, his worm, even in this life, that never dieth: his heaven-by these, proffer we evidence. And by these: yes, by these, we learn that, God is Love.

Man had not known the variety of the qualities that are enumerated, except, in the defining, that, God is Love. This, they establish: they teach it: they reveal it: they prove it: that, God is Love. Who would part with any of them? Who would separate the least of them, the most insignificant in amount, from his being? I trow none of us. No, not one of us, for the consequences that would entail. By them, rise we, to the knowing, the feeling, that God is Love..

God, had not endowed us. with our various qualities, except, that, He were love. By their miscellaneous quality, yet by, or in, their sure to be consummated end, feel we, experience we, the goodness of God, in our enduring them. By them, know we our being. Divine, we feel the consummation of our existence to be! Ultimate its knowledge in eternity!

Oh! in ourselves, in our families-in our tenderest relations, we live the evidence, that, God is Love. Our heart strings had not been so tremulous, our pulsations so warm, our excitement so quick, so ministering our sympathy, participant we with suffering, except, that, God were Love. We feel, that, therein, He has communicated to us His nature: our yearning for the good of others-seeking to obviate their suffering; to raise all into intelligence, happiness; to confer upon all, the pleasurable incitations

of love-yearning ourselves, every one of us, to be a God, proving the divinity of love, and, therein, that, God is Love.

What then is love? The doing of all, the conferring of all, that shall give emotional sensation, resulting in an universal blessing-a benefaction, that shall be imperishable!

God is Love. We derive this truth: we live this truth; the current of life flowing through us, is, as a perpetual source, establishing it.

God is Love. Man-the more he revolves, the more he centres in himself, the more he feels what truth is infinitely inhales the draught of pleasurable realisation, that, God is Love.

God is Love. The shewing of this truth derive we in all things; yet especially in reference to ourselves. For all things in earth, beauteous as they are, are administrative to man's gratification. He, as the sovereign of the created, the supreme in earth, partakes of a living, a streaming, a flowing pleasure from all. He, inwardly, experiences it. Pleasure is of his being, and to his being, and from his being, a giving, a receiving of pleasure.

ceiving an incense from all.

Yet, as a God, perCreation, to God, is,

an oblation. Of power, goodness, love to man, God's works are administrative. Creation, combinedly be.fore man, is, of God, a proclamation; and man, of himself, feels, that, God is Love. Man is tending to infinite being. In his rising-in his increasing power, in his intellectual derivation of the nature of God:-his yearning, his seeking, like to God, to bestow blessing,-to obviate suffering, to annihilate

ignorance, to give an intelligible conception of God: man, in his teaching of God; his deriving of God; his becoming as God; his being God to inferior creatures: man, in fine, feeling himself always yearning for a more perfect blessedness-rising to a purer state-emerging from sin; increasing in virtue; ha- biting in holiness; breathing truth; investing himself with righteousness:-through death, entering a future life partaking of the past; quickening from the grave-bestowing on his children blessing, an improved condition; yearning for their love; perpetuating their love; feeling their love; bequeathing them his love-illustrating to all, that, God is Love, man's life is the demonstration; a glorifying, an ascending into the light of Heaven-the effulgence, shewing, that, God is Love!

JESUS OUR FULL TEACHER.

THE SPRING SEASON.

LUKE, 21st chap., part of 29th and the 30th verse. "Behold all the trees; when they now shoot forth; ye see and know of your ownselves that Summer is now nigh at hand."

WHEN I contemplate the teaching of the man of Nazareth, it appears so entirely congenial to human nature, according to my own soul, my perceptions, my intuitions and deductions, that it becomes altogether to me conclusive, that he was actuated by its purest "springs and impulses. He could have no vain ambition; no impelling desirings, that are illusive, of an aggrandizing glory. We see him, and we recognize in him, the simplest portraiture of humanity. therefore how grand, how ideal, how perfectly before us, are the lines of its feature. Man, we see in Jesus; his fountain springs of love; his truth; his research after the origin from which he sprung-and which he discovers and acknowledges to be God: his reasonings into this conclusion; and, oh! the stability. therein of action in which he is established.

And

Can we at this season of the year be separate from the appeal," Behold all the trees"—and that " when they now shoot forth, ye see and know of your own

selves that summer is now nigh at hand? Such is the injunction which, to you, who are attentive listeners, Jesus still enunciates. Stand ye out with him in the fields; be gathered around him on the mount, or in accompanying him by the lake: in what ever position with him, this day, and how would he instruct you? Let it not be difficult so to place yourselves in imagination. And yet it need not be a conception. For cannot you, individually, all, be of the multitude who thronged him? And goeth it not to your heart, and head-to your understanding and your feelings-as he referreth you," Behold the fowls of the air:" "Consider the lilies of the

field: "Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is," and so forth: Behold all the trees: and the conclusions which he draws, raise they not your minds to truth? and your love to God, expands it not over creation?

We would, in this moment, be as the children which were brought unto Jesus; and, oh! that he might put his hands on us, and bless us! Yet, oh, rather, as their mothers, in their fondnesses, who, in the guilelessness of their overflowing natures, presented unto him the dearest treasures that they had-the moulds of their souls, to receive impressions of his truth-loving countenance; of the gentleness of the accents of his speech, that were peculiarly calculated to win unto him, and to be interesting to those, who, in the sweetness of childhood-in its innocence, in the genial warmth of the opening bud of our naturereceived from him, the benediction, "of such is the kingdom of God." It must have been a glowing