I know you are good; I know you love everything; I know, I know, I know! I could not have borne it any more, not any more." He laughed softly.

"And all the while I was so miserable you were looking at me and loving me, and I never knew it.
But I know it now.

I feel it," said the boy, and he laughed low; "I feel it!" he laughed.
After a while he began partly to sing, partly to chant the disconnected verses of hymns, those which spoke his gladness, many times over.

The sheep with their senseless eyes turned to look at him as he sang.
At last he lapsed into quiet.

Then as the boy lay there staring at bush and sand, he saw a vision.
He had crossed the river of Death, and walked on the other bank in the Lord's land of Beulah.