Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men.—Psalms.

Thus sang the inspired shepherd poet. Is mortal man, then, the only object of creation who does not voluntarily praise God since he is the only one thus exhorted? Let us examine: Beginning with the tiny blade of grass, does not its perfection of outline, color, utility, and beauty sing a loud song of praise to God? and does it not teach a beautiful lesson in humility and usefulness, since it may be crushed and trampled upon, yet takes new root, springing into new life, perhaps stronger than before. Does not the violet praise God in its modesty. fragrance, and dainty beauty, and can we not learn the lesson of self-immolation and modesty from this little flower which seemingly hides itself in the profusion of its own foliage? Should not we likewise hide personality in the foliage of good works, kind words, gentle deeds, and thereby sing a sweet strain of praise to the most High?

The lily praises God, and gives us a lesson in purity of purpose, its perfume of gratitude creating a sweet atmosphere in its beautiful presence. The beech, the hickory. the walnut, and the oak trees all unite in one glorious song of praise, wafted on high in the graceful undulations of their branches, in their shade cool and restful, in their sturdy strength resisting "the vapid fury of mortal mind" (Science and Health, p. 293), bending gracefully and graciously until its fury is passed, rising again in greater strength to meet the next wind when it blows. The birds praise God in their sweet songs, each expressing its own individuality of praise, either in the loud glad song reaching high heaven in perfect abandon of praise and joyousness, or in "a low sweet prelude."

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