If it be true, that this one empire contains little less than sixty millions, we may easily suppose that the inhabitants of the whole terraqueous globe amount to four thousand millions of inhabitants, rather than four hundred. Only the morning-stars, who sang together when the foundations thereof were laid. But it is finite, that the bounds of it are fixed, we have no reason to doubt. This is the general standard which God hath now appointed. And Methuselah lived nine hundred and sixty and nine years.
Man is like a thing of naught.
His time passeth away like a shadow. And it is natural for us to make the same reflection, and to entertain the same fear. Even when he saw us in our sins and in our blood, he said unto us. It is now allowed that there are thousands, if not millions, of worlds, besides this in which we live. I answer, Suppose there were millions of worlds, yet God may see, in the abyss of his infinite wisdom, reasons that do not appear to us, why he saw good to show this mercy to ours, in preference to thousands or millions of other worlds.