How shall we blush to behold that exceeding and eternal weight of glory, that is conferred upon us for that little, or rather nothing, which we have done or suffered for our Lord! That God gave us being, that preserved us, that fed and clothed us in our passage through the world; and, what is infinitely more, that gave his only son to die for us; and has by his grace purified and conducted us safe to his glory. Oh, blessed grace! Mysterious love! How shall we then adore and praise what we cannot here apprehend aright! How will love and joy work in the soul! But I cannot express it, I cannot conceive it…
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