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THE
CtiRIS'±IAN'
TREASURE.
[BERM. XXXVII.,
winds,
and
waves,
and
fire;
against
all the confusions
of
the
world,
against
all the
overwhelming changes
of
time
and nature
;
even against
life itself,
and the last
confla-
gration. These
lower heavens may
be
dissolved, the
elements
may
melt
with
fervent heat, and the earth,
and
the
works
thereof, with all
the
fields,
and
the palaces,
and
the
treasures of
it,
may
be burned
up,
but
my
inhe-
ritance
stands ever secure, for
God
himself, who
is
the
original
Creator
and
Possessor
of
all things,
has secured
life
and
happiness
to me
in
his
covenant
;
He
has
secur-
ed
a
possession
of
every
thing that
can be necessary
to
my
happiness,
or
to my
eternal
life.
O
that
I were
taught
to
enjoy
these blessings
daily
!
and
to
observe the daily accessions
that
are made to
my
treasures,
by
all the
new
scenes
of
providence
that
are
ever rising
:I
May
I.
be
instructed to
make
a sanctified
improvement
of them
all,
and
thus add something hourly
to
my
best interest, to
my
everlasting hope
!
May
life
it-
self,
with all the:daily
comforts and crosses
of
it,
minister
to me some
sacred meditations,
some holy
and heavenly
thoughts
!
May
a
divine
consecration
come down on
all
my
affairs
and concerns in
this
present state
!
and by
a
wise
.
improvement
of
all those parcels
of
my
inherit-
ance, which
my
heavenly
Father
puts
into
my hands,
here
on
earth,
may
I
be
trained
up
and
grow
fitter
daily
for
those
brighter
talents, those more glorious enjoy-
ments,
which he
keeps in reserve for me when time shall
be
no more.
Amen.
III
.WiV
FOR
SERMON XXXVII.
A
CHRISTIAN'S
TREASURE.
Al;
things
are
yours,
'whether
Paul, or
Apollos,
or
Cephas,
Etc.
J{OW
vast the treasure
we possess
!
The springing corn,
the stately
wood,.
How rich thy
bounty, King of grace?
Grow to provide
us
house and
food
:
This world
is
ours, and worlds to come
:
Fire, air, earth, water,
join their force;
Earth
is
our
lodge, and
heav'n
our
home..,
All
nature
serves
us
in
her
course.
Paul
is
our
teacher
:
while he speaks,
The shadows flee,
the
morning
breaks;
His
words
like beams
Of
knowledge shine,
,And fill
our
souls
with
light divine.
Cephas
is
ours
:
he
makes us
feel
The kindlings of celestial zeal
:
While
sweet Apollos' charming
voice
Gives us
n taste of
heav'nlyjoys.
The sun
rollstound
to make
our
day,
The moon'directs our nightly
way
;
While angels hear
us in
their
arms,
And
shield
us from
ten
thousand
harm%
O
glorious portion
of the saints
!
Let
faith suppress our sore complaints,
And
tune our hearts and tongues
to sing
f)ur
bounteous God, our sovereign King.