The Christian Foundation, Or, Scientific and Religious Journal, Volume I, No. 7, July, 1880   By: Various

"The Christian Foundation, Or, Scientific and Religious Journal, Volume I, No. 7, July, 1880" is a fascinating collection of articles that delve into the intersection of science and religion. The topics covered in this issue are thought-provoking and informative, providing readers with a deeper understanding of how these two seemingly disparate fields can work together harmoniously.

The articles are well-written and offer a variety of perspectives, making the journal a well-rounded and engaging read. Whether discussing the latest scientific discoveries or exploring religious beliefs, each piece stimulates the mind and encourages readers to think critically about their own beliefs and values.

Overall, "The Christian Foundation, Or, Scientific and Religious Journal" is a valuable resource for anyone interested in exploring the connections between science and religion. It offers a wealth of knowledge and insights that are sure to leave a lasting impression on its readers.

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The source and fullness of created good is the knowledge and enjoyment of God. "Give what thou wilt, without thee we are poor; and with thee rich, take what thou wilt away." The wicked are like a ship's crew at sea, carried by the winds upon unknown waters, without peace or safety until they can renew communications with the shore. A man alienated from his God is without his proper relations, and separated from the fountain of happiness, is like a child unconscious of his father an orphan, forced along, the sport of accident, with no hope for the future, but darkness that may overshadow his pathway to the tomb. If we were at once deprived of all knowledge of God where would we find hopes for support in the gloomy hours of adversity? What sadness would reign over the world! What black despair! O, what a chasm it would make to strike the Infinite One out of existence! "The angels might retire in silence and weep, or fly through infinite space seeking some token of the Father they had lost. With unbounded grief and despair they might wing their way farther and farther, with their harps all unstrung, and every song silent, and the soul harrowing words, 'We have no Father, no God, a blind chance rules,' might be all that would break the awful silence of heaven... Continue reading book >>