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unearthly beauty in dying ; and we have gathered once more , into our granaries and our stores , the produce of another harvest , the reward of past exertions and the provision for future wants . Every morning has refitted us for the occupations of life , and every evening has renewed to us the sweets of repose : not a month has gone by , which has not left behind it recollections of
enjoyment , and evidences of love ; not a season has crossed our path , which has not sprinkled it with flowers , and filled the winds of time with the fragrance of hope and joy . And now while the rigours of the closing year are around and before us while the breath of the last of the seasons breathes its chill upon the brow , and the world , so beautiful but a short period since , has consigned ,
for a time , its beauty to the dust , —we once again look back upon a period , in which many have been struck from the records of mortality , —in which many a head , already white with the snows of time , has been gathered to " the house appointed for all the living ^' —and in which , still more , the young and the hopeful have been scattered , like the flower-leaves in the breath of the storm , and laid ,
in human language , prematurely ^ beneath the cold turf , where their fathers lie . Amid the mortality of a year , which in some of our neighbourhoods has been more than commonly fatal , our lives have been spared , and our fate postponed ; and , while the young and the aged have been falling around us , we have been preserved , by the loving kindness of our God , both from "the pestilence that walketh in darkness , " and from " the arrow that
wasteth at noon-day . " Not unto us , O God , not unto us , but unto Thy name be the glory ! Nor is it for our preservation alone that we ought to prostrate our spirits in gratitude and thanksgiving before the Throne of Him who heareth prayer , while we look back upon the period that is gone , and reflect in what circumstances we have been permitted yet again to look upon the commencement of another year * It is not life alone , but its
blessings , that have been renewed to us ;—it is not onl y for the continuance of existence , but for so much that contributes to make it enjoyed , that we have now to bow down in praise and thankfulness before the Throne of the Giver of all . And if ^ during the period which is passed , we have experienced , as manv during the period which is passedwe have experiencedas many
, , must , that this is a frail and changeable world , let us still remember that the heaviest evils of life are not among the number of those which we have endured . They can never have felt the bitterness of adversity who retain their health , their reason , their peace , and their God ; for all other bereavements there is
consolation to be found , and for all other losses there are many resources ; and the mercy of Providence is to be praised where these blessings are left , whatever else may have been taken away . The briar must be planted before the rose can be gathered , and they who would reap in joy must sometimes be necessitated to sow in tears ; but the rose will be ^ ultimately more prized for thp
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13 JDebotioaal Thoughts on the ~ New Year *
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1832, page 12, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1804/page/12/
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