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this golden Branch of the stem of Jesse, how in a moment should their golden blossoms wither, their fruit fall off, their leaves decay and their root dry up? It is ten heavens of joy, O Well beloved, to know that thy love is unchangeable, and these that are united to thee by faith, in time and immediate beholding, in eternity, shall never be disjoined from thee; but shall ever remain close locked in the arms of eternal love.
No worlds to this world! no happiness, at this happiness is the flower, and top of all this dispensations: Here is a confluence of innumerable providences, that shall never be comprehended. Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou haft done, and thy thoughts which are to us ward, they cannot be reckoned up in order to thee, How evidently do I now lee, that thy ways are innumerable; and thy thoughts unsearchable? My eyes are eternally fixed upon thee O flower of all beauty, and lovliness? thou art the centre whereunto all desireableness and excellency betakes itself. In beholding thee I behold all things. Art thou not love discovered to the full? Mercy manifested to the highest perfection? Judgement and righteousness visibly, in its full
