After the children of Israel all got through the Red Sea they formed a camp on its eastern shore, and each family prepared the food they had brought with them to eat. But the supply soon gave out, and as there was none to be had in the desert where they were encamped they began to fear that they must all starve. They complained to Moses, and he carried their complaints to the Lord. Very soon the manna began to fall in abundance. THE MANNA. This was a kind of bread which fell all over the ground at night, and looked like hoar-frost. They gathered it every morning, except the morning of the Sabbath day. It was just what they needed to satisfy their hunger and impart health and strength to their bodies. The Lord also caused a great spring of fresh water to burst out of a solid rock near the camp; and thus they were supplied with water. We can hardly see how these people could ever turn against the Lord and become unthankful and disobedient toward him after he had been so kind and done so much for them. But they became so. They even went so far as to make a golden calf to worship instead of Jehovah, who had brought them through the Red Sea. For this they were sorely punished. After awhile Moses died, and Joshua led them into the land of Canaan, after they had wandered about in the wilderness under Moses for the space of forty years. The land of Canaan was a good land, flowing with milk and honey, and if they had been willing to serve the Lord by obeying his commands they would have found rest and peace. But they never found either rest or peace, because they were never able to drive their enemies from the land. They found many enemies in the land when they entered it, and on account of their disobedience to the Lord they were unable to rid the land of Canaan of them. This is what is meant by the verse that next precedes my text: "_For if Joshua had given them rest, the Lord would not have spoken of another day_." But as Joshua failed to do this, on account of their disobedience, we have the words of the text: "_There remaineth therefore a rest unto the people of God_." But where is that rest? In the beautiful lines of Montgomery we ask: "Oh, where shall rest be found? Rest for the weary soul: 'Twere vain the ocean's depth to sound; Or pierce to either pole. This world can never give The rest for which we sigh."