Thomas Guthrie

Abraham was a holy man. Each important transaction of life was entered on in a pious spirit, and hallowed by religious exercises. His tent was a moving temple. His household was a pilgrim church. Wherever

In his best hours, home, his own sinless home—a home with his Father above that starry sky—will be the wish of every Christian man. He looks around him—the world is full of suffering; he is

As with an arch, the grace of God stands the firmer the more weight you lay on it; it’s sufficiency, at least, will be the more evident; the more clearly you will see the promise,

A single grain of corn would, were the produce of each season sown again, so spread from field to field, from country to country, from continent to continent, as in the course of a few

Insects as well as angels, the flowers that spangle the meadow as well as the stars that spangle the sky, the lamp of the glow-worm as well as the light of the sun, the lark

Though the lower animals have feeling, they have no fellow-feeling. Have I not seen the horse enjoy his feed of corn, when his yoke-fellow lay dying in the neighboring stall, and never turn an eye

For though nature, fallen and unrenewed nature, hates her enemies, and, thirsting for vengeance, would drag them from the horns of the altar, Christianity embraces the bitterest foe in the arms of brotherhood. Mercy, like

Bring out from the dust of six thousand years the old covenant of Eden, and on that soiled and tom banner you read the fading motto, “Do and live.” But what read we on the

We are in darkness till we are converted; because we are blind—and that not by accident, but by nature—born blind. There are animals, both wild and domestic, which by a strange and mysterious law of

There is such a thing as education in crime. As there are medical schools for doctors, and commercial academies for merchants, so thieving is systematically taught in some of our large towns. One boy for