Would you, then, fain possess it?
Would you, then, fain attain to it?
Then let there be no mystery and no mistake made about it.

Would any man here fain get down to that deep valley where God's saints walk in the sweet shade and lie down in green pastures?
Well, I warrant him that just before him, and already under his eye, there is a flight of steps cut in the hill, which steps, if he will take them, will, step after step, take him also down to that bottom.

The whole face of this steep and slippery world is sculptured deep with such submissive steps.

Indeed, when a man's eyes are once turned down to that valley, there is nothing to be seen anywhere in all this world but downward steps.

Look whichever way you will, there gleams out upon you yet another descending stair.