152 LUCK, OR CUNNING? 



" Of old," he exclaims, " Thou hast laid the fonnda- 

 tions of the earth ; and the heavens are the work of 

 Thy hands. They shall perish, bat Thou shalt endure ; 

 yea, all of them shall wax old as doth a garment ; as 

 a vestare shalt Thou change them and they shall be 

 changed ; but Thou art the same, and Thy years have 

 no end." * 



I know not what theologians may think of this 

 passage, but from a scientific point of view it is unas- 

 sailable. So again, " Lord," he exclaims, " Thou hast 

 searched me out and known me. Thou knowest my 

 down sitting and my uprising, Thou understandest my 

 thoughts long before. Thou art about my path and 

 about my bed, and spiest out all my ways. For lo ! 

 there is not a word in my tongue but Thou, Lord, 

 knowest it altogether. Whither, then, shall I go 

 from Thy Spirit ? Or whither shall I go, then, from 

 Thy presence ? If I climb up into heaven Thou art 

 there, if I go down into hell Thou art there also. If I 

 take the wings of the morning, and remain in the 

 uttermost parts of the sea, even there also shall Thy 

 hand lead me and Thy right hand shall hold me. If 

 I say, peradventure the darkness shall cover me, then 

 shall my night be turned into day. Tea, the darkness 

 is no darkness with Thee, but darkness and light to 

 Thee are both alike." t 



What convention or short cut can symbolise for us 

 the results of laboured and complicated chains of reason- 

 ing or bring them more aptly and concisely home 

 to us than the one supplied long since by the word 



* Ps. cii. 25-27. t Ps. cxxxiz., Prayer-book Tersion. 



