The whole universe is illumined by God's truth-revolving spheres, the skies, the earth, human life, and human destiny are made bright and beautiful by the Creator's eternal faithfulness. We look up to nature as to a friend, because her great Master has made her works, works of truth. We feel that her sunshine and her loveliness, that her power and sublimity are all true, that she charms by no false smiles, allures by no false colours, puts forth no assumption that she cannot carry out, and no power that she cannot vindicate—and so we love and confide in nature, repose upon her breast as upon a mother's, and listen to her lessons as to a safe and holy teacher.

Our religious faith reposes upon God's immutable truth; the immortal and spiritual being derives his moral glory from his inmost conviction of the truth of the Divinity, the Divinity that is above, around, and within him. It is the anchor of the hopes that are shared by all mankind, the deep, unfathomable hopes we all entertain of the existence of a Supreme Being, of an over-ruling Providence, and of the immortality of man.