8 WILD FLOWEES 



and daily it Aveareth God's livery, for he clotheth 

 the grass of the field. Solomon himself is not 

 outbraved therewith, as whose gallantry only 

 was adopted, and on him ; theirsinnate, and in 

 them. In the morning when it growet'h up, it 

 is a lecture of Divine Providence : in the even- 

 ing, when it is cut down, and withereth, it is a 

 lecture of human mortality." 



The argument so often applied to the various 

 works of- creation, that an instance of design 

 necessarily implies a designer, is so obvious, that 

 a child can understand it. That there is a God 

 who created, and hourly regulates this world of 

 ours, with all its changing seasons, its coming 

 flowers, and falling leaves, seems so direct a 

 conclusion, that the more we examine the works 

 of nature, the more entirely we feel the truth 

 of the declaration of the psalmist, that it is the 

 fool who " hath said in his heart. There is no 

 God."* 



Let us consider only the structure of the very 

 commonest plant in the world ; the meadow 

 grass, which trembles at the touch of the but- 

 terfly, and bends before the sweeping wind. 

 Destined for every soil and every situation, it is 

 provided with a root composed of numerous 

 slender fibres, so that it can penetrate, not only 

 into the solid ground of the field, but can find 

 its way into the scanty portion of earth at the 

 top of the cliff, in the crevice of the wall, or on 

 the loose sand. Its slight and hollow stem 

 might be snapped by the high winds which pass 



* Psa. xiv. 1. 



