If I had the Offer made Me

My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: 
my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.     
                                                                        Psalms 84:2

Every amiableness is not so great to make a longing, nor every longing so
great to make a fainting; nor every fainting so great, to make the soul to faint;
Oh, then, consider how great this amiableness is, which makes my soul not
only to long, but to faint with longing!  And blame me not for fainting, as
though it were my own fault for not restraining my longing; for seeing his
Tabernacles are of infinite amiableness, they must needs work in me an
infinite delighting, and that delighting an infinite longing; and what restraint
can there be of that which is infinite?  No, alas, my fainting is but answer
able to my longing, and my longing but answerable to the amiableness.  If
I had the offer made me, which was made to Christ, to enjoy all the kingdoms
of the earth, but with condition to want the Courts of the Lord; this want
would bring to my soul a greater grief than that enjoying would give it
contentment: for seeing his Tabernacles are so amiable, where He is Lord
of Hosts, how amiable must they needs be, where he is Prince of Peace?
and Prince of Peace he is in his Courts, though in his camp he be Lord of
Hosts.
                                                                Sir Richard Baker