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above to leave him the victim of superstitious mummeries such as claim oftentimes the protection of his name. "To the law and to the testimony!" was his unfailing appeal; if any "spoke not according to this Word," it was because there was no life in them."

"O Book! infinite sweetness! let my heart
Suck every letter; and a honey gain,
Precious for any grief in any part,

To clear the breast, to mollify all pain.

"Thou art all health: health thriving till it make

A full eternity.

Heaven lies flat in thee,

Subject to every mounter's bended knee.

"Such are thy secrets; which my life makes good

And comments on thee.

Stars are poor books, and oftentimes do miss;
This book of stars lights to eternal bliss."

Such was Augustine's daily inner life; and he who appreciates aright the lesson of that life, will go, with a deeper relish and on "bended knee," to the Word which was his daily all.

Churches live and die, but the Church is

eternal. Carthage and Hippo and the whole African Church are gone; but Augustine's Lord lives on, and Augustine, "being dead, yet speaketh."

LONDON, Dec. 15, 1858.

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