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DISC. trouble of each day is sufficient for the day;
and He, who has been with us to-day, will be with us to-morrow.
In this ever memorable and most important precept, Christ consults our natural quiet, no less than our fpiritual welfare. The chief sources of uneasiness are, vexation at what is past, or forebodings of what is to come: whereas what is past ought to give us no disquiet, except that of repentance for our faults ; and what is to come ought much less to affect us, because, with regard to us and our concerns, it is not, and
perhaps never will be. The present is what we are apt to neglect. That, well employed, will render the remembrance of the past pleasant, and the prospect of the future comfortable. Attention to the duties of the day is like the manna, when it descended fresh and grateful from above; anxiety about the events of to-morrow resembles the same manna, when, distrustfully laid up contrary to the divine command, it bred worms and putrified. Give us, then, blessed Lord,
even as thou hast commanded us to ask at disc.
THE DEATH OF THE OLD YEAR.
2 COR. V. 17.
Old things are passed away ; behold, all things are
HE departure of the old year, and the DISC.
entrance of a new one, cannot but suggest many useful and very important reflections to a thinking man. I will beg leave to offer some few to your minds, exactly as they have arisen in mine.
The departure of the old year may, I think, fitly be compared to the death of an old friend; and our behaviour in one case regulated by that which generally obtains in the other.
1. When we have lost a friend, our first care naturally is, to see that he be decently interred; to follow him, mourning, to the grave; to let his funeral remind us of our
and to erect a monument to his me
The past year is, to all intents and purposes, lost to us, and numbered among
the dead. It is gone to join the multitude of years that have died before it. They arise from their seats in the repositories of the dead, to receive it among them'; it is now become like one of them; and all that hurry and bustle of business and pleasure, which distinguished and animated it, have funk into silence and oblivion. It will return no more upon the earth, and the scenes that were acted in it are closed for ever. It has lived, however, and we have enjoyed it ; let us pay it the honours due to the deceased, and drop a tear over it's tomb. We cannot take a final leave of any thing, to which we have been accustomed, without a sentiment of concern. Objects, otherwise of the