I wish my men would come, and let me off from this weary waiting.
Some philosophising is curious.

It represents our Maker forming the machine of the universe: setting it a-going, and able to do nothing more outside certain of His own laws.

He, as it were, laid the egg of the whole, and, like an ostrich, left it to be hatched by the sun.

We can control laws, but He cannot! A fire set to this house would consume it, but we can throw on water and consume the fire.

We control the elements, fire and water: is He debarred from doing the same, and more, who has infinite wisdom and knowledge?
He surely is greater than His own laws.
Civilization is only what has been done with natural laws.