The Epistles In The New Testament Have

Men Are Impatient, And For Precipitating Things; But The Author Of Nature Appears Deliberate Throughout His Operations, Accomplishing His Natural Ends By Slow, Successive Steps. And There Is A Plan Of Things Beforehand Laid Out, Which, From The Nature Of It, Requires Various Systems Of Means, As Well As Length Of Time, In Order To The Carrying On Its Several Parts Into Execution.

Love Of Our Neighbour, Then, Has Just The Same Respect To, Is No More Distant From, Self-love, Than Hatred Of Our Neighbour, Or Than Love Or Hatred Of Anything Else.

The Only Distinct Meaning Of The Word "natural" Is Stated, Fixed, Or Settled; Since What Is Natural As Much Requires And Presupposes An Intelligent Agent To Render It So, I.e. To Effect It Continually Or At Stated Times, As What Is Supernatural Or Miraculous Does To Effect It For Once.

Every Thing Is What It Is, And Not Another Thing.

Pain And Sorrow And Misery Have A Right To Our Assistance: Compassion Puts Us In Mind Of The Debt, And That We Owe It To Ourselves As Well As To The Distressed.