And this sheweth He to make us to love Him and nought dread but Him.
For it is His will that we perceive that all the might of our Enemy
is taken into our Friend's hand; and therefore the soul that knoweth
assuredly this, he[5] shall not dread but Him that he loveth. All
other dread he[6] setteth among passions and bodily sickness and
imaginations. And therefore though we be in so much pain, woe, and
distress that it seemeth to us we can think [of] right nought but [of]
that [which] we are in, or [of] that [which] we feel, [yet] as soon as
we may, pass we lightly over, and set we it at nought. And why? For
that God willeth we know [Him]; and if we know Him and love Him and
reverently dread Him, we shall have peace, and be in great rest, and
it shall be great pleasance to us, all that He doeth. And this shewed
our Lord in these words: _What should it then aggrieve thee to suffer
awhile, sith it is my will and my worship?_
Now have I told you of Fifteen Revelations, as God vouchsafed to
minister them to [my] mind, renewed by lightings and touchings, I hope
of the same Spirit that shewed them all.
Of which Fifteen Shewings the First began early in the morn, about
the hour of four; and they lasted, shewing by process full fair and
steadily, each following other, till it was nine of the day, overpassed.
[1] "wilfully."
[2] "bounden" = beholden.
[3] "his."
[4] "him."
[5] _i.e._ the soul.
[6] _i.e._ the soul.
CHAPTER LXVI
"All was closed, and I saw no more." "For the folly of feeling a little
bodily pain I unwisely lost for the time the comfort of all this
blessed Shewing of our Lord God"
And after this the good Lord shewed the Sixteenth [Revelation] on the
night following, as I shall tell after: which Sixteenth was conclusion
and confirmation to all Fifteen.
But first me behoveth to tell you as anent my feebleness, wretchedness
and blindness.--I have said in the beginning: _And in this [moment] all
my pain was suddenly taken from me:_ of which pain I had no grief nor
distress as long as the Fifteen Shewings lasted following. And at the
end all was close, and I saw no more. And soon I felt that I should
live and languish;[1] and anon my sickness came again: first in my head
with a sound and a din, and suddenly all my body was fulfilled with
sickness like as it was afore. And I was as barren and as dry as [if]
I never had comfort but little. And as a wretched creature I moaned
and cried for feeling of my bodily pains and for failing of comfort,
spiritual and bodily.
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