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thought of shining as the sun; of being joint-heirs with Christ; of judging the world; of sitting on Christ's throne; of being one with him, if we had not all this from the mouth, and under the hand of God! But, "hath he not said it, and shall he not do it? Hath he not spoken, and shall he not make it good?" Yes, as the Lord God is true, " Thus shall it be done to the man whom Christ delighteth to honour." Be of good cheer, Christian, the time is near, when God and thou shall be near,—as near, indeed, as thou canst well desire. Thou shalt be his child, and he thy father; thou shalt be an heir of his kingdom. And what more canst thou desire? Thou shalt be one with him, who is one with the Father. Read what he asked for thee from his Father: "That they all may be one, as thou Father art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us; and the glory which thou gavest me, I have given them, that they may be one, even as we are I in them, and thou in me, that they may be made perfect in one, that the world may know that thou hast sent me, and hast loved them, as thou hast loved me."


V. This rest implies a sweet and constant exercise of the powers of the soul and body in this fruition of God. If grace make a Christian differ so much from what he was, that one could say to his companion, I am not the man I was,—how much more will glory make us differ! We may then much more say, This is not the body I had, these are not the senses I had. As God perfects our senses and enlarges our capacity, so will he increase the enjoyment of those senses, and fill up with himself all that capacity. This much is certain, that it will be the everlasting work of the saints, to stand before the throne of God and the Lamb, and to praise him for ever and ever. As their eyes and hearts shall be filled with his knowledge, with his glory, and with his love, so shall their mouths be filled with his praise. Oh, blessed employment,-to sing for ever, "Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive honour, glory, and power, for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were created."Worthy

is the Lamb to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing; for thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood, out of every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation; and hast made us unto our God, kings and priests."-"Alleluia, salvation, and glory, and honour, and power, unto the Lord our God: Praise our God, all ye his servants, and ye that fear him, both small and great. Alleluia: for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth." Oh, Christians! this is the blessed rest; a rest, yet perpetual activity. For, "they rest not day nor night, saying, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come." Go on, therefore, O ye saints, while ye are on earth, in this divine exercise of praise.

As the bodily senses have their proper action, whereby they receive and enjoy their objects, so does the soul, in the exercise of its own powers, enjoy its own objects. Some of these powers we shall briefly notice.

1. The Understanding.-How noble a faculty of the soul is the understanding! It can compass the earth; it can measure the sun, and moon, and stars; it can foretell each eclipse to a minute, many years before. But this is the height of its excellency, that it can know God, who is infinite, and who made all these. Christian, when, after long gazing heavenward, thou hast got a glimpse of Christ, dost thou not sometimes seem to have been with Paul in the third heaven, whether in the body or out of the body thou canst not tell, and to have seen things unutterable? Art thou not, with Peter, transported almost beyond thyself, and ready to say, "Master, it is good to be here?" Didst thou never look so long upon the Sun of Righteousness, till thine eyes were dazzled with his astonishing glory? and did not the splendour thereof make all things below seem dark to thee? Especially, in thy day of suffering for Christ, when he usually appears most manifestly to his people, didst thou never see one walking with thee in the midst of the fiery furnace, like to the Son of God? Believe me, Chris

tians, yea, believe God, all you have yet known of God, is as nothing to what you shall know; in comparison of that, it scarcely deserves to be called knowledge. Our present childish thoughts of God, will then give place to a more manly knowledge. "Whether," says Paul," there be knowledge, it shall vanish away: For we know in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away. When I was a child, I spake as a child, I thought as a child, I understood as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face: Now I know in part, but then I shall know, even as also I am known."

2. The Memory.-This faculty will not be idle or useless in the heavenly world. To stand on that mount, whence we can see the wilderness and Canaan both at once; to stand in heaven, and look back on earth, and weigh them together in the balance,—how will it transport the soul, and make it exclaim, "Is this the inheritance that cost so dear a price as the blood of the Son of God? Thrice blessed love, that invented such a plan, and condescended to carry it into execution! Is this the end of believing? Is this the end of the Spirit's workings? Have the gales of Divine influence blown me into such a harbour? O blessed way, and thrice blessed end! Is this the glory of which the Scriptures spoke, and ministers preached so much? Now I see the gospel is indeed glad tidings; tidings of great joy to all nations! Are my mourning, my fasting, my sad humblings, my heavy walking come to this? Are all my afflictions, sickness, languishing, fears of death, come to this? Are all Satan's temptations and the world's scorns, come to this? Unworthy soul! Is this the place to which thou camest so unwillingly? Didst thou hesitate to leave all, deny all, and suffer all, for this? Wast thou loath to die, to come to this? O false heart, didst thou make me doubt the truth of this glory? Didst thou question the truth of the Scripture which promised this? Didst thou show me improbabilities, and draw me to distrust

its declarations? O my soul! art thou not now ashamed that ever thou didst question that love which has brought thee hither? Art thou not ashamed of all thy hard thoughts of God, of all thy repining at those providences, which have had such an end? Now thou art convinced, that the ways which thou calledst bitter were necessary; that he was saving thee, as well when he crossed thy desires, as when he granted them; as well when he broke thy heart, as when he bound it up."

Thus, as the memory of the wicked will eternally augment their torment, so the memory of the saints will for ever increase their joys.

3. The Affections.-The full, the highest source of enjoyment, are the affections of love and joy. "God is love," says John, "and he that dwelleth in love, dwelleth in God, and God in him." The exercise of this affection, in any case, carries much delight along with it; especially when the object appears deserving, and the affection is strong. But O what will it be, when perfect love shall have the strongest, incessant acting upon the most perfect object-the ever blessed God! Now the poor soul complains, “O that I could love Christ more!" but then thou shalt not be able to forbear loving him. Now thou knowest little of his amiableness, and therefore lovest little then thine eye will affect thy heart, and the continual contemplation of his perfect beauty, will keep thee in continual transports of love. Christians, does it now stir up your love, to remember all the experiences of this grace; to look upon a life of mercies ? Does not kindness melt you, and the sunshine of Divine goodness warm your frozen hearts? What will it then do, when you shall live in love, and have all in him who is all and in all ?

This is not all. He returneth love for love; nay, a thousand times more. As perfect as we shall be, we cannot reach the measure of his love. Did he love thee an enemy, a sinner, and own thee when thou didst disclaim thyself? And will he not now immeasurably love thee as a son, a perfect saint, who returnest some

love for love? Thou shalt be eternally embraced in the arms of that love, which was from everlasting, and will extend to everlasting; of that love, which brought the Son of God from heaven to earth, from earth to the cross, from the cross to the grave, from the grave to glory. Know this, believer, to thy everlasting comfort, that if these arms have once embraced thee, neither sin, nor hell, nor any creature, shall force thee thence for ever. The sanctuary is inviolable, and the rock impregnable, whither thou hast fled. Thou hast not now to deal with an inconstant creature, but with him "with whom there is no variableness, nor shadow of turning." You may then exclaim, "I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord." Infinite love must needs be a mystery to a finite capacity. No wonder, if angels desire to pry into this mystery. No wonder, if it be the study of the saints here "to comprehend the breadth, and length, and depth, and height of this love, which passeth knowledge."

The affection of joy, also, has much share in this fruition. This is that to which all the rest lead, and in which they terminate, even the inconceivable complacency which the blessed feel in their seeing, knowing, remembering, loving and being beloved by God. Oh, what will that joy be, where the soul being perfectly prepared for joy, it shall be our work, our business, eternally to rejoice! "To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me on my throne, even as I also overcame and am sat down with my Father on his throne." What sayest thou to all this, Oh! thou sad and drooping soul, that now spendest thy days in sorrow, thy breath in sighings, and thy voice in groanings; who minglest thy bread with tears;—what sayest thou to this great change, from all sorrow to the highest joy? "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. Oh, blessed morning! thrice blessed morning! Poor, humble, drooping soul, how would

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