There is really an analogy, or consent, between the beauty of the skies, trees, fields, flowers, etc. and spiritual excellencies. . . . When we behold the light and brightness of the sun, the golden edges of an evening cloud, or the beauteous bow, we behold the adumbrations of [Christ’s] glory and goodness. . . . There are also many things wherein we may behold his awful majesty: . . . . in comets, in thunder, in the towering thunder clouds, in ragged rocks and the brows of mountains.
