HEAVEN IS GLORY, and heaven is
Joy; we cannot tell which most; we cannot separate them; and this comfort is
joy in the Holy Ghost. This makes all Jobs states alike; as rich in the first
Chapter of his Booke, where all is suddenly lost, as in the last, where all
is abundantly restored. This consolation from the Holy Ghost makes my
mid-night noone, mine Executioner a Physitian, a stake and pile of Fagots, a
Bone-fire of triumph; this consolation makes a Satyr, and Slander, and Libell
against me, a Panegyrique, and an Elogy in my praise; It makes a Tolle an Ave.
a Væ an Euge, a Crucifige an Hosanna; It makes my death-bed, a mariage-bed,
And my Passing-Bell, an Epithalamion.
[LXXX. Sermons (36), 1640]

The Study has been
prepared by Father Lance McAdam
who entered into rest July 14, 2003
May his soul, and the souls of all
the departed rest in peace.
And light perpetual shine upon him.
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