in its lightest breath across the heart, and know the voice of good by its very sphere of sweetness to the soul, it is because your sensibility to the influenes of the one eternal loving One are dull and apathetic. There is a state of mind where error is as easily recognized as the baleful shadow of the night, and truth as easily seen as the light in its summer shining; where evil is as sensitively recognized as the cold of the polar zone, and good as exquisitely percieved as the sweet, soft airs of a perfect spring. To cultivate this is the object of regeneration. No excellence in the whole realm of existence is obtained without cultivation. Full regeneration, the seventh day of the new creation, is the perfection of the spiritual nature. Truth is then a perception, good an intuition. We work no more to find them; we labor no more to obtain them: they are ours by right of the manhood established within: they are ours as heirs of God.
Here, and in this state, there is perfect rest of mind. This is not rest in the sense of no more learning, or aspiring, or doing. It is rest from inward opposition or doubt. Indeed, the field of truth, especially on spiritual lines, is so broad and deep, and high, that the mind can never cease to earn. Rest. in this spiritual sense, is absence of worry. Rest in the sense of inertness is utterly ab-
