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 us all; and, with the Patriarch of old, "Say to corruption, Thou at my father; and to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my ſiſter." Let every night we lie down, repreſent to our imagination that awful period, when our ſouls ſhall put off their robes of mortality, and wing their flight into the preſence of their Creator and Judge! And let every morning remind us of a future day of retribution, when we ſhall give an account of the deeds done in the body, before, our Saviour, angels, and an aſſembled world! Such thoughts will ſurely make us ſeriouſly meditate upon our mortality. Let us aſk, as in the preſence of God, at our hearts, Whether we could, without fear and trembling, appear before the tribunal of, the Judge of all, were we to be addreſſed as the rich man in the Goſpel, "This night thy ſoul ſhall be required of thee." If frighted nature recoils and is appalled the thoughts of inſtant diſſolution, let us take a review of our paſt lives, and compare them with the Law of. Let us redeem our former miſpent time, the ſad remembrance of which is calculated to humble us in the duſt. If our paſt