Not to be dejected, though the Joy of the just be not perfect in this life. [ 1497]
AS Gold keeps the name in the leaf as well as in the wedge,* 1.1 in the coin as in the bullion; or as he that sees a beam or two shine through the crevice of a Wall, may say, he sees the Sun shine, as well as he that walks abroad: So neither are we so destitute of all comfort, as because the Earth is not our Heaven,* 1.2 to make it therefore our Hell; but we may say, there is a leaf of joy, the Tinfoil of it here in this life, some few glimpses that shine in upon us; As for the full, the solid, the Jubilating joy, it must not be looked for in this Valley of tears; There is joy, but not here; true joy, but not yet; tarry till the Harvest we must, then we shall reap in joy, when Heaven is our dwelling, the Angels our partners, Incorruption our change, Immortality our garment; the Earth is not the place of such joy, nor dull flesh the subject of it.