During this transition the saint is overwhelmed with all pleasures. But he is distressed as he does not know what is happening in his frame. He cries out, “Blessed be with you ! I cannot comprehend what You have done to me. I do not know what to say. Is this proper? I cannot sustain this! Ah! I am dead. With mere sipping I can not be content. I am not able to swallow.(3:162-167). I do not wish to bear this body anylonger as this is not able to contain the exquisite bliss which over-runs it with waves (3: 122-123) God has done away with my body which spells ruin. He made me a body which yields ecstasy. (3-118-120). As if with a melting heart he fashioned a new form, an ecstasy-bubbling body, he created for me” (3:176-178). Therefore the saint is in ecstatic delight in the newly transformed body of grace and enjoys Bliss. The Bliss of God-Civan is immeasurable for the saint. This decad. therefore, is not an open plea for death but it is immeasurability of Bliss as pointed out by the sub-title of this decad.
