eyes opened once more to see the glory which is around them from
their cradle to their grave, and hear once more 'The Word of the Lord
walking among the trees of the garden.'

But how can this be? How can not only dumb things, but even dead
things, praise God?

My friends, this is a great mystery, of which the wisest men as yet
know but little, and confess freely how little they know. But this
at least we know already, and can say boldly--all things praise God,
by fulfilling the law which our Lord himself declared, when he said
'Not every one who saith to me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the
kingdom of heaven: but he that doeth the will of my Father who is in
heaven.'

By doing the will of the heavenly Father. By obeying the laws which
God has given them. By taking the shape which he has appointed for
them. By being of the use for which he intended them. By
multiplying each after their kind, by laws and means a thousand times
more strange than any signs and wonders of which man can fancy for
himself; and by thus showing forth God's boundless wisdom, goodness,
love, and tender care of all which he has made.

Yes, my friends, in this sense (and this is the true sense) all
things can serve and praise God, and all things do serve and praise
Him. Not a cloud which fleets across the sky, not a clod of earth
which crumbles under the frost, not a blade of grass which breaks
through the snow in spring, not a dead leaf which falls to the earth
in autumn, but is doing God's work, and showing forth God's glory.
Not a tiny insect, too small to be seen by human eyes without the