the sun is up and darts its rays, the grass is wither'd, its flowers droop, and all their beautiful appearance vanishes away. just so the rich man fades with all his projects.

just so faith, if it be not operative, is intirely lifeless.

was not our father Abraham treated as just, in consequence of his actions, when he had attempted to sacrifice his son upon the altar?

you see then, that a man is accounted just for his actions, and not for his bare faith.

was it not likewise for her actions, that Rahab, formerly a loose liver, was accounted as just, for having entertain'd the messengers of Joshuah, and dismiss'd them the securest way?

how do you know, what will happen to-morrow? for, "what is your life?" a vapour that just appears, and then vanishes.

you have condemn'd the just, you have put him to death, though he did not oppose you.