If it were possible for you to look into the holy of holies, to mount up to heaven to see the royal palace of our great King, and if you could know the satisfying joy, ravishing delight, the inconceivable pleasure which the spirits of just men made perfect have, and if you could see Him as He is, there visible in the glorified Redeemer, and really know Him as you are known, then reader, what would you think of this God for your portion?
What a poor view you would now have of the beggarly portion that you now admire! What dung, what dog's meat would the world be to you in comparison with God! You would leave the swine of earthly comforts, and the foolish children of disobedience who are paddling in the gutter of sensual waters, that you might have your portion among God's children and your heritage among his chosen ones. All your love would be too little, and labor would be too great for such an inestimable portion.
Lord, let me partake of your special mercy. Though others feed on husks, give me this bread of life. May you be the portion of my cup. Whatsoever you deny me, or however you deal with me, give me yourself, and it shall be enough. You are the true paradise of all pleasure, a living fountain of haziness, and the original and exact pattern of all perfections.
-- George Swinnock
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