A GLIMPSE OF GLORY.
glory; yea, were this world Myriads of Myriads of Stages, and ever ſo many times greater than it is, one ray of thy countenance, one glance of thine eye would enlighten, and adorn it all. What tho' we could view and comprehend at once, thouſands of thouſands of created paradiſes of beauty; one fight of thy God-like viſage would ſwallow up all angels, had you ſuch a ſweet manifeſtation divine beauty in the beginning, as now? Is not our heaven now two heavens? Since the eſſential Image of God ſtandeth here, cloathed with the human nature, as our' everlaſting King, Prieſt,' and the great Lord 'Mediator of the new Covenant,' the boundleſs treaſure of all fulneſs, out of which we ſhall all be filled and ſatiate for evermore. Are we not, as it were conſtrained betwixt ſtanding back, and drawing near? Theſe who behold thee, what can they think of themſelves? Yet, who can ſee, and take reſt until they be folded in thy raviſhing embrace? Verily thou art both the ſhame and glory of creatures: created excellency is exalted in thee, to the higheſt pitch; and all created excellency is beautified and obſcured before thee. This is the man, men and angels, by whom all things in heaven and earth do flouriſh and bloom. This is the Tree of life,' the great Vine of glory,' into which we are all ingrafted, as ſo many boughs and twigs; All the glory of his Father's houſe hangs upon him, the 'Offspring and Iſſue,' as ſo many chips and pieces darting out from him. This is he, in whom we have been ordain'd to this bleſſedneſs from eternity; This is he, who was promiſed to the people, under the firſt diſpenſation of the goſpel; who was held forth by Types and Shadows unto them. This is he, by whom the carnal and beggarly Elements of the world were deſtroyed,
