No inferior hand has sketched even so much as the most minute parts of providence. It was all marked out, designed, and planned by the mind of the all-wise, all-knowing God. Hence, not even Christ's death was exempt from it. He who wings an angel and guides a sparrow, he who counts the hairs of our head,

was not likely, when he took notice of such little things, to omit the greatest wonder of earth's miracles, the death of Christ. No; the blood-stained page of that book, the page which makes both past and future glorious with golden words—that blood-stained page, I say, was as much written of Jehovah as any other.

Sometimes the sun is up before you know whether he has risen or not, because a long morning twilight precedes his actual appearance above the horizon. So it may be that spiritual life dawns by slow degrees, before we quite perceive it in our souls; but

yet there is a time when it begins. There is a point at which the unsaved become saved, and the unregenerate become regenerate; and there is a broad line between the two characters. On which side are you?