What A Sight!

O the beauty of the person of Jesus, when seen with the eye of faith by the illumination of the Holy Spirit! As the light of the morning, when the sun arises, "as a morning without clouds," is our Well-Beloved unto us. The sight of the burning bush made Moses put off his shoes, but the transporting vision of Jesus makes us put off all the world! When once He is seen we can discern no beauties in all other creatures in the universe. He, like the sun, has absorbed all other glories into His own excessive brightness. This is the pomegranate which love feeds upon, the flagon wherewith it is comforted.

A sight of Jesus causes such union of heart 

with Him, such goings' out of the affections 

after Him, and such meltings of the spirit 

towards Him, that its expressions often 

appear to carnal men to be extravagant and 

forced; when they are nothing but the free, 

unstudied, and honest effusions of its love.

 

Carnal men are themselves ignorant of the 

divine passion of love to Jesus, and therefore 

 the language of the enraptured heart is 

unintelligible to them. They are poor 

translators of love’s celestial tongue who 

think it to be at all allied with the amorous 

superfluities uttered by carnal passions. Jesus 

is the only one upon whom the loving 

believer has fixed his eye, and in his 

converse with his Lord he will often express himself 

in language which is meant only for his Master’s ear, and which worldlings would 

utterly scorn could they but listen to it. The 

pious feelings at which they jeer, are as much 

beyond their highest thoughts as the 'sonnets 

of angels' excel the 'gruntings of swine'.

 

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