Be it yours to lie passive in His hands, saying in unmurmuring resignation, Father, glorify Thy name! Glorify Thyself, whether by giving or taking, filling my cup or "emptying me from vessel to vessel!" Let me know no will but Thine. Angels possess no higher honour and privilege than glorifying the God before whom they cast their crowns. How blessed to be able thus to claim brotherhood with the spirits in the upper sanctuary! nay, more, to be associated with the Saviour Himself in the theme of His own exalted joy, when he said, "_I_ have _glorified_ Thee on earth!" "THESE THINGS HAVE I SPOKEN UNTO YOU, THAT MY JOY MIGHT REMAIN IN YOU, AND THAT YOUR JOY MIGHT BE FULL." 6TH DAY. "Remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how He said"-- "The very hairs of your head are all numbered."--Matt. x. 30. The Tender Solicitude. What a "word" is this! All that befals you, to the very numbering of your hairs, is known to God! Nothing can happen by accident or chance. Nothing can elude His inspection. The fall of the forest leaf--the fluttering of the insect--the waving of the angel's wing--the annihilation of a world,--all are equally noted by Him. Man speaks of great things and small things--God knows no such distinction. How especially comforting to think of this tender solicitude with reference to his own covenant people--that He metes out their joys and their sorrows! Every sweet, every bitter is ordained by Him. Even "_wearisome_ nights" are "_appointed_." Not a pang I feel, not a tear I shed but is known to Him. What are called "dark dealings" are the ordinations of undeviating faithfulness. Man _may_ err--his ways are often crooked; "but as for God, _His_ way is perfect!" He puts my tears into His bottle. Every moment the everlasting arms are underneath and around me. He keeps me "as the apple of His eye." He "bears" me "as a man beareth his own son!"