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    Three hundred and threescore times has the sun pursued his daily course ^ and poured the light of day upon every people and ^ very zone . As many times has the night returned to envelop the world in her golden gloom , and to drop the curtain of silence and repose over the unconscious multitudes of a wearied world-Twelve times has the moon renewed her changes from the slender

    crescent to the full and splendid orb , and smiled , as she did upon the dwellers of Paradise , on the race of Adam reposing in sweet and welcome oblivion . The whole magnificent machinery of nature has proceeded with its usual solemn and beautiful regularity to fulfil the orders of Providence , and to supply the necessities of man . Those ' mysterious laws which we only perceive in their effects , have continued to operate with the same silent but

    invincible energy as when they were at first commissioned to act —their vigour has experienced no diminution * nor their action been for a moment suspended . The mechanism of our frames has continued through the seasons of another year to perform its customary , but inscrutable movements ,- *—at every second of the whole long period has the heart performed , without our consciousness , its uninterrupted vibrations , under an invisible impulse

    —and every part of the complicated system has been filled with vitality , and fitted for enjoyment . Our wants have been supplied as regularly as they have returned ,- ^—the blessings of existence have accompanied its continuance , — -and every hour of the departed year has been characterized by the same benignant

    Providence which was developed in the history of the year before it . What truth can be more evident , what moral more clear * than that which these recollections ^ convey ? Is it not obvious to every thoughtful man ' s eye , that the God is to be trusted , whom every succeeding year displays anew , as the beneficent Father of ail that live ; who knows no variableness , nor shadow

    of turning , amid the mutation of seasons and the flux of years , —who keeps in tune the thousand strings of a harp , which would for ever be silent if but one were gone ,- —who openeth His hand 9 as He did in the days of old , and filleth aU things living with plenteousness ? Can any trust be too deep , any faith too confiding for the Being who is the cause of all these wonders , and the origin of all these mercies—in whom alone wef like our fathers

    before us , live , and move , and have our being—and whose hand maintains * at the same time , and with equal ease , the revolutions of a thousand worlds and the pulses of an infant ' s heart ? And when we look back upon the period which has so recently closed , ~—and which He has crowned as it passed , with His goodness , —> shall We not learn from it the lesson of submitting ourselves more implicitly for the time , that i 6 expanding before us , to the love of our Father and the wisdom of our God ? The last instruction which the past year conveys in relation to the future * arises from the coasidferatiOJi of the moral and rel v *

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1832, page 14, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1804/page/14/