My dress, like that of too many gay, vain, and silly servant girls, was much above my station, and very different from that which becomes an humble sinner, who has a modest sense of propriety and decency.

The state of my mind was visible enough from the foolish finery of my apparel.
"At length the clergyman gave out his text: 'Be _ye_ clothed with humility' (1 Pet.v.

5).

He drew a comparison between the clothing of the body with that of the soul.

At a very early part of his discourse, I began to feel ashamed of my passion for fine dressing and apparel; but when he came to describe the garment of salvation with which a Christian is clothed, I felt a powerful discovery of the nakedness of my own soul.
I saw that I had neither the humility mentioned in the text, nor any one part of the true Christian character.