man's
drinking; and the sunniest day hath its cloud. But I have made this
observation, that if true happiness, or any thing like true happiness, is
to be found in this world, it is only to be purchased by the practice of
virtue. Things will fall out--so it hath been ordained in this scene of
trial--even to the best and purest of heart, which must carry sorrow to
the bosom, and bring tears to the eyelids; and then to the wayward and
the wicked, bitter is their misery as the waters of Marah. But never can
the good man be wholly unhappy; he has that within which passeth show;
the anchor of his faith is fixed on the Rock of Ages; and when the dark
cloud hath glided over--and it will glide--it leaves behind it the blue
and unclouded heaven.
If, concerning religious matters, a tone of levity at any time seems to
infect these pages, I cry ye mercy; for nothing was further from my
intention; yet, though acknowledging this, I maintain that it is a vain
thing to look on religion as on a winter night, full of terror, and
darkness, and storms. No one, it strikes me, errs more widely than he
who supposes that man was made to mourn--that the sanctity of the heart
is shown by the length of the face--and that mirth, the pleasant mirth of
innocent hearts, is sinful in the sight of Heaven. I will never believe
that. The very sun may appear dim to such folks as choose only to look
at him through green spectacles; as by the poor wretch who is dwining in
the jaundice, the driven snow could be sworn to as a bright yellow. Such
opinions, however, lie between man and his Maker, and are not for the
like of us to judge of. For myself, I have enjoyed a pleasant run of
good health through life, reading my Bible more in hope than fear; our
salvation, and not our destruction, being I should suppose its purpose.
So, when I behold bright suns and blue skies, the trees in blossom, and
birds on the wing, the waters singing to the woods, and earth looking
like the abode of them who were at first formed but a little lower than
the angels, I trust that the overflowing of a grateful heart will not be
reckoned against me for unrighteousness.
Footnotes:
{175} See Dr Jamieson.--P. D.
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