I have been young and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.
Now, this Think-well old Mr.Meditation had by Mrs.Piety, and she was the daughter of the old Recorder.

'I am Thy servant,' said Mrs.Piety's son on occasion all his days--'I am Thy servant and the son of Thine handmaid.' And at that so dutiful acknowledgment of his a long procession of the servants of God pass up before our eyes with their sainted mothers leaning on the arms of their great sons.

The Psalmist and his mother, the Baptist and his mother, our Lord and His mother, the author of the Fourth Gospel and his mother, Paul's son and successor in the gospel and his mother and grandmother, the author of _The Confessions_ and his mother; and, in this noble connection, I always think of Halyburton and his good mother.

And in this ennobling connection you will all think of your own mother also, and before we go any further you will all say, I also, O Lord, am Thy servant and the son of Thine handmaid.

'Fathers and mothers handle children differently,' says Jeremy Taylor.