18–24 April 1831

What so fit for man as trust? He did not make himself; he has no finger in the opera- tions of the universe. . . . Let him be calm : let him assume the port of a resolved mind that waits an enemy, but does not fear him. This is the first step. Then let him open his eye and heart to the good he has received, and put his finger, if he can, on his title-deed. Are you so happy ? Have you so much ? The height of your fear shows the price of your stake. Well now, by what right is it yours ? It is all re- ceived. And, if any cause to complain, it is that it would be inconsistent with the goodness that has been shown you not to show you more. Not with your merits, observe, but with that grace. Well then, I don't see but you may trust it still.