...140. ver. 4. • Ibid. 104. ver. 29. ' Job, chap. 17. ver. 13, 14. have made my bed in the darkness. I have said to corruption, Thou art my father : to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister." This is that common sepulchre, non factum sed natum, not made by the hand of man, but provided by nature...

...him : If I wait , fays ht, tbe grave is mine houfe : I have nade my bed in tbe darknefs : I have faid to corruption, Thou art my father ; to the worm, Thou art my mother and myfifier *. Now Job's fupport under all this was, his fettled and fccure intereft in a living Redeemer,...

...breach upon breach. My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the jhadow of death. 1 have faid to corruption, thou art my father; to the worm, thou art my mother and my jifter. God hath overthrown me: I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard ; I cry aloud, but there is...

...thou, and do Hkewife; and when death comes, thou fhalt have nothing ado but to ly down «' I have faid to corruption, thou art my father; to the worm, thou art my mother and my (Mer." Do thou fay fo too; and thou wilt be the fitter to go home to their houfe. Be frequently reflecting...

...darknefs. 13 If I wait, the grave is mine houfe : I have made my bed in the darknefs. 14 I'have faid to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my fifter. 1 5 And where is now my hope ? as for my hope, who fhall fee it ? 1 6 They fhall go down to...

...feveral ftations in it, without calling us into his counfel, who are but duft and afhes, who may " fay to corruption, Thou art my father; to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my fifter," Job xvii. 14. If, indeed, by our difcretion, or honeft induftry, we may render our condition...

...go unto one place, and all are of the duft, and all turn to duff again. t Job xvii. 1 4. I have faid to corruption, Thou art my father; to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my fifter. Chap. xix. 26. And though after my fldn worms dcftray this body, yet in my flefh fhall I fee...

...If I wait," fays Job, " the grave is my houfe ; I have made my bed in the 'c darknefs ; I have faid to corruption, Thou art my " father ; to the worm, Thou art my mother, and " my filter. Then does the duft return to the earth " as it was, and the fpirit returns to God who gave...

...— " death fhall feed upon it." The charmer, looking in vain for admirers, fays " to cor" ruption, Thou art my father : to the " worm, Thou art my mother, and my " fifter." — Prolong life. Accidents may diffigure, and difeafes corrode. — How quickly time changes...

...thus (ver. 18,14): — "If I wait, the grave is mine house : I have made my bed in the darkness. I my right sister." And once more, in the 10th verse of the chapt«r in which the words under our review occur,...