Man lives upon the earth, and parcels out its soil among his
mimic kings and autocrats; but the earth is not man’s. He is but a tenant at will,
a leaseholder upon most precarious tenure, liable to instantaneous ejection.
The great Landowner and true Proprietor holds his court above the clouds, and
laughs at the title-deeds of worms of the dust. The fulness of the earth
may mean its harvests, its wealth, its life, or its worship; in all these
senses the Most High God is Possessor of all. The earth is full of God; he made
it full and he keeps it full, notwithstanding all the demands which living
creatures make upon its stores. The sea is full, despite all the clouds which
rise from it; the air is full, notwithstanding all the lives which breathe it;
the soil is full, though millions of plants derive their nourishment from it.
We look also for a sublimer fullness when the true ideal of a world for God is
reached in millennial glories.
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