he may sleepe, and so in the night he enioyeth rest, and knoweth nothing of any euill either of fire or of sword. But the soule sleepeth not so, but waketh and enioyeth the sight, and heareth the speeches of the Angels and of God. Therefore the sleepe in the life to come is more profound than in this life, and yet the soule liueth in the presence of God. Out of these last words M. Bishop taketh the occasion of his quarrell, expounding sleepe as wee commonly take it, as if Luther meant that the soule in death became wholly deuoid of all sense, know∣ledge and vnderstanding, and were as it were dead vntill the last day. But what truth or conscience may we thinke is in this man, who thus obiecteth the words as if Luther had put the soule in case of death, when notwithstanding in the end of the same sentence he addeth, that it liueth in the presence of God, and in the whole circumstance of the place, testifieth by the Scripture, that it enioieth the bo∣some of Iesus Christ, the sight and speech of God and his Angels, a most peacefull and blessed life, and that this sleepe is not such, but that the soule waketh alwaies. The mean∣ing of Luther is plaine, who finding the rest of the soules of the faithfull termed in Scripture a sleepe, would signifie that this sleepe is a more sound and perfect rest than any is in this life, voide of trouble and feare, free from all know∣ledge of miserie and sorrow, not distracted or interrupted with the cares or cogitations of our state, not reckoning number of daies, or length of yeeres, all time seeming short for that blissefull and happie pleasure and conten••ment that is yeelded to the soule thereby. For further declaring heereof, he addeth anon after:
He that sleepeth a naturall sleepe, knoweth nothing of those things that are done in his neighbours house, and yet he liueth, though contrarie to the na∣ture of life he perceiue nothing in his sleepe. The same shall come to passe in that life to come, but in other and better sort. As therfore the mother bringeth the childe into the chamber, put∣teth it into the swadling clouts, not to die, but sweetly to sleepe and rest: so before Christ, and much more since Christ, all the