The glory of salvation.
What a surprise will it be to them that now have come to God by Christ, to see themselves in heaven indeed, saved indeed, and possessed of everlasting life indeed. For alas, what is faith to possession?—faith that is mixed with many tears, that is opposed with many assaults, and that seems sometimes to be quite extinguished—I say, what is that to a seeing myself in heaven? Hence it is said that “he shall then come to be admired in them that now believe;” then they shall admire that it was their lot to believe when they were in the world. They shall also admire to think, to see, and behold what believing has brought them to; while the rest, for refusing to come to God by Christ, drink their tears mixed with burning brimstone.
What a joy will it be to the truly godly to think now that they are come to God by Christ. It was their mercy to begin to come; it was their happiness that they continued coming; but it is their glory that they are come, that they are come to God by Christ.
To God! why, he is all in all; all that is good, essentially good, and eternally good. To God, the infinite ocean of good. Oh that I could imagine, Oh that I could think, that I might write more effectually to thee of the happy estate of them that come to God by Christ.
Heaven.
What gladness shall possess
our heart,
When
we shall see these things;
What light and life in every
part
Rise
like eternal springs!
O, blessed face; O, holy grace,
When
shall we see this day?
Lord, fetch us to this goodly
place,
We
humbly to thee pray.
Thus when in heavenly harmony
These
blessed saints appear,
Adorned with grace and majesty,
What
gladness will be there!
Thus shall we see, thus shall
we be,
O,
would the day were come:
Lord Jesus, take us up to
thee,
To
this desired home.
Angels we also shall behold,
When
we on high ascend,
Each shining like to men of
gold,
And
on the Lord attend.
These goodly creatures, full
of grace,
Shall
stand about the throne,
Each one with lightning in
his face,
And
shall to us be known.
There cherubim, with one accord,
Continually
do cry,
“Ah, holy, holy, holy
Lord,
And
heavenly majesty!”
These will us in their arms
embrace,
And
welcome us to rest,
And joy to see us clad with
grace
And
of the heavens possest.