No service can be real, that is not free, and performed with gladness. Think, my soul, with what freeness, and gladness of heart, thy Jesus entered upon his service, when he cried out, at the call of the Father, Lo! I come: I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my bowels; forming part of myself, so congenial it is to my whole soul. Psalms 40:7. My soul, what sayest thou to this view of thy Saviour? Oh! how precious to behold Him everywhere, and in all things!

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