If the mere work of His fingers (just His fingers! Psalm 8:3) is so full of wisdom and power and grandeur and majesty and beauty, what must this God be like in himself!
These are but the backside of his glory, as it were, darkly seen through a glass. What will it be to see the Creator himself! Not his works! A billion galaxies will not satisfy the human soul. God and God alone is the soul’s end.
‘The enjoyment of God is the only happiness with which our souls can be satisfied’ – Jonathan Edwards.
To go to heaven, fully to enjoy God, is infinitely better than the most pleasant accommodations here. [These] are but shadows, but God is the substance. These are but scattered beams, but God is the sun. These are but streams, but God is the ocean.