old. Men never weary of God, never find Him failing, never exhaust truth, never drink the love of God to the dregs, never find purity palling upon the taste. ‘Age cannot wither, nor custom stale, “their” infinite variety.’ ‘Treasure in heaven’ has no enemies which destroy it. Every earthly possession has its own foes, every earthly joy has its own destructive opposite; but nothing touches this treasure in heaven. It has nothing to fear from men. Nobody can take it out of a man’s soul but himself.