Judge not the preacher; for he is thy judge:
If thou mislike him, thou conceiv'st him not.
God calleth preaching folly. Do not grudge
To pick out treasures from an earthen pot.
The worst speak something good: if all want sense,
God takes a text, and preacheth Pa-ti-ence.
GEORGE HERBERT.
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BRIEFS.
WATER TURNED INTO WINE.
The conscious water saw its God and blushed.
THE WIDOW'S MITES.
Two mites, two drops, yet all her house and land,
Fall from a steady heart, though trembling hand:
The other's wanton wealth foams high, and brave;
The other cast away, she only gave.
"TWO WENT UP TO THE TEMPLE TO PRAY."
Two went to pray? O, rather say,
One went to brag, the other to pray;