together as to be like a wall, under whose shadow she walked with joy. Our experience is the same; our life has been as full of mercy as the sea is full of water, and who shall deny us the luxury of praising God on account of it? We gave thanks before we distributed our barley loaves among the multitudes, and now that we have gathered up of the fragments twelve baskets full we give thanks a second time. We had rather be charged with egotism than be guilty of unthankfulness. Say that a man is ungrateful,