The Millennium, and Other Poems: To Which is Annexed, a Treatise on the Regeneration and Eternal Duration of Matter — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
The Millennium, and Other Poems: To Which is Annexed, a Treatise on the Regeneration and Eternal Duration of Matter
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all sleep, (in death,) but that they which were alive and remained
until the coming of Christ, should be changed in a moment, in the
twinkling of an eye, and be caught up to meet the Lord in the air,
and so should be forever with him. Here then, is demonstration, that
tens of thousands of the saints,--indeed all the saints who live at a
certain period of time will be translated after the pattern of Enoch
and Elijah, and their spirits and bodies never be separated by death!
Such then is the resurrection; and such the lively views which inspired
the prophets, apostles and saints of former times, and having this
hope they could with propriety say, "O death, where is thy sting; O
grave, where is thy victory?" O, the deep-rooted blindness of early
tradition and superstition, how art thou interwoven with all our powers
of intellect! and how hast thou benumbed and blunted every faculty of
our understanding. From early youth the principles have been instilled
into our minds that all must die and moulder to corruption--that Enoch
and Elijah were the only persons who were, or ever would be translated
without seeing death; when in fact, tens of thousands, as I said
before, arc yet to arrive by faith to this inconceivable fullness and
consummation of eternal life and happiness without tasting death, and
without even a momentary separation of soul and body; the transition
from mortality to immortality being instantaneous. And yet, strange
as it may seem, none will ever attain to this blessing except such as
firmly believe in and expect it, for, like all other blessings, it
is only to be obtained by faith and prayer. But how shall we believe
in, and seek for a blessing of which we have no idea? or how shall we
believe in that which we have not heard, and how shall we hear without
a teacher?