Let not your heart be troubled: you believe in God, believe also in me.
A mother was standing by the dying bed of her little child. She tried to lead the child's thoughts to heaven, and told her of how the city was of pure gold, of dazzling brightness. But the little one shuddered, and cried that the light would hurt her eyes. Then the mother told her of the choirs of angels, and the songs before the throne, and the child answered that the noise would make her headache. At last the mother took the moaning child to her breast, and as she nestled there, she said, "if heaven is like this, I am ready to go there." For some there will be an existence of dazzling brightness, an existence full of grandeur and glory, like the sound of a mighty anthem; others, those who loved much, shall find, like St. John, their greatest joy in resting on the bosom of their Lord.
(H. J. W. Buxton, M. A.)
Parallel VersesKJV: Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.