The blessedness of the righteous discoursed from Psal. 17, 15 /The blessednesse of the righteous discoursed from Psal. 17, 15 /

3. And what do we think of the ravishing §3aspects of his Love! when it shall now be open faced, and have laid aside its veil; when his amiable smiles shall be checkered with no intermingled frowns; the light of that pleasing countenance be obscured by no intervening cloud! when goodness (which is love issuing into benefaction, or doing good) grace (which adds freeness unto goodness) mercy (which is grace towards the miserable shall conspire in their distinct, and variegated appearances to set off each other, and enhance the pleasure of the admiring soul! when the wonted doubts shall all cease, and the difficulty vanish of reconciling (once necessary) fatherly ⟨p. 80⟩severity with Love. When the full sense shall be unfolded to the life, of that description of the divine nature, God is Love; and the soul be no longer put to read the love of God in his name (as Moses was when the sight of his face could not yet be obtained) shall not need to spell it by letters and syllables, but behold it in His very nature it self, and see how intimately Essential it is to the divine Being. How glorious will this appearance of God be (we now hear something of the glory of his grace) and how satisfying the intuition of that glory!¹ Now is the proper season for the full exercise and discovery of Love. This day hath been long expected and lo now 'tis dawned upon the awaking soul: It's now called forth; its senses unbound, all its powers inspirited, on purpose, for love visions and enjoyments, 'tis now to take its fill of loves. The Apostles extatical prayer is now answered to the highest degree possible with respect to such a one.² He is now according to the riches of divine glory, strengthened with might by the Spirit in the inner man—to comprehend with all Saints, what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height; to know the love that passeth knowledge, &c. He shall now no longer stand amazed spending his guesses What manner of love this should be and expecting fuller discoveries, further effects of it, that did not yet appear; but sees the utmost, all that his soul can bear or wish to see. He hath now traced home the rivulets to their fountain, the beams to the very Sun of Love. He hath got the prospect, at last, into that heart, where