are generally delighted at fine, bright, warm weather, and like to talk
about it; but in the heavenly abodes of the angels and saints, the
brightness, healthfulness, and freshness are incomparably greater. Why,
then, do we not care to speak of the risidents of those dwellings, of
that life, of that brightness, of that blessedness? Joyful, life-giving,
and bright is the sun, but the light of God’s countenance, which the
angels and the souls of the righteous rejoice in, is still more joyful,
life-giving, and bright.
“Make us to be numbered with Thy saints in glory everlasting. O Lord, save Thy people and bless Thine heritage: govern them, and lift them up for ever” [From the Te Deum Laudamus, the Molieben of Praise to God]."