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Son to redeem ns, and His Adorable Son has laid down His life to save ns. 
All that we have comes from God. He has made ns what we are, and 
He has given ns all that we possess. There is not a tender mother in the 
w r orld who has done so much for her child as God has done for each of ns; 
there is not a mother who has so much love for her only son as God has 
for each of ns. 
For all these favors, lie demands only our hearts. 
He promises ns the greatest happiness, if we love Him and are faith¬ 
ful to Him. 
“My son, My daughter ” says He, “give Me your heart; he faithful to 
Me until death , and I will give you a crown of Eternal Life.” 
Bnt, my dear reader, if we desire to love God as we onght to love 
Him, we mnst never lose sight of what the beloved disciple, St. John, says: 
“If any man say , I love God , and hateth his brother, he is a liar.”* 
Bnt how should we love our neighbor ? 
The great rule for the love of our neighbor consists in judging him 
by ourselves and practicing this important maxim which the Holy Scrip¬ 
ture and reason itself teach us, Never to do to another, what thou would'st 
hate to have done to thee by another. 
And, also, Do to others the good which in reason they would have 
done to you. 
That’s the golden rule. Let us go by it faithfully and love our 
neighbor as ourselves ; yet, let us rest above all and delight only in God, 
our great Maker and Lord. 
“I love,” sings sweetly and touchingly the English poet, F. Quarles: 
“I love—and have some cause to love—the earth: 
She is my Maker's creature; therefore good: 
She is my mother, for she gave me birth; 
She is my tender nurse—she gives me food; 
But what's a creature, Lord, compared with Thee ? 
_ Or what’s my mother or my nurse to me ? 
•I. St. John, lv, 20. 
