Melting into pathos, exulting in rapture, he praised the splendor of nature; and the words flowed from his lips like a limpid crystal-clear stream as he glorified the eternal order of things, and the incomprehensible wisdom and care of the Creator--the One, who is one alone, and great and without equal.
"So incomparable," he said in conclusion, "is the home which God has given us.

All that He--the One--has created is penetrated with His own essence, and bears witness to His Goodness.

He who knows how to find Him sees Him everywhere, and lives at every instant in the enjoyment of His glory.

Seek Him, and when ye have found Him fall down and sing praises before Him.

But praise the Highest, not only in gratitude for the splendor of that which he has created, but for having given us the capacity for delight in his work.