O divine Lover! O divine love! how wonderful are your works! In eternity past, there was not one adorer to be found before the throne; but now how are the courts of the great King thronged! and thousands and ten thousands continually worship at your throne! And by and by not only the angels of light, but all the heirs of love—shall all sit down in the kingdom of their Father. Then shall I get full views of you—O darling of heaven, desire of nations, light of the world above! Men and angels were created to be happy in you, and got their beings that you might be glorified, and they might be blessed. But all men fell into sin—that some might be redeemed. O wisdom finite! O Sovereign love! Then, not only being and bliss have I from you in creation—but in the wonderful work of redemption. And yet I am a stranger to my divine Redeemer! O when shall I come and stand before your throne? As fast as the chariot of time can drive, I am posting to the unseen world—but how shall I be ashamed that I had not more acquaintance with you! To sit at your feet, will be my joy through eternity; and to talk of your love, will heighten my joy! Should not your love be now my daily theme—which shall be the praise of the marriage-supper of the Lamb through eternity?
Do I believe that this world and I must part? Then, may my heart and mind be set on eternal realities, and not on the the world's lying vanities!