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Jonathan Mayhew Wainwright A Sermon Preached on the Anniversary of the Boston Female Asylum for Destitute Orphans…

Are there not then abundant rewards promised to deeds of beneficence?—rewards, how far transcending our best services, how more, infinitely more than adequate to our most painful labors, our greatest sacrifices. God has a right to all we have, for he only lends us all, yet he condescends to receive a portion from us again, as if a favor were conferred upon himself, and he has put in his stead the sick, the naked, the hungry and the afflicted, and says, inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
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Jonathan Mayhew Wainwright A Sermon Preached on the Anniversary of the Boston Female Asylum for Destitute Orphans…

We should ever remember, my brethren, that poverty, though it may clothe a person with rags, does not always kill the sensibilities of the heart. The poor are of like passions with ourselves, they like ourselves, can feel the sting of unkind words, and the cruel piercings of an evil eye. If we are satisfied upon any occasion that duty to the general interests of society requires of us to reject their petitions, let it never be with a scornful countenance or angry words.
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Jonathan Mayhew Wainwright A Sermon Preached on the Anniversary of the Boston Female Asylum for Destitute Orphans…

I appear in behalf of the destitute orphan, and if I thought I had need to convince you that there is a sweet and abiding satisfaction in relieving those who are truly objects of charity, I should be utterly discouraged at the outset. But such is not to be my ungrateful task; for I see around me those who I doubt not have often realized the pleasures of beneficence, and have often bestowed their charities upon the simple impulse of generous feeling. I would now, however, present to you a more exalted motive to beneficence than its secret pleasures.
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