delight^(0/1)

All his biddings are joys

“That also is a strange thing to say,” replied the Lady. “Who thought of its being hard? The beasts would not think it hard if I told them to walk on their heads. It would become their delight to walk on their heads. I am His beast, and all His biddings are joys. (in reply to Ransom’s conflicting thoughts about how difficult it is to receive God’s commands on the Earth compared to their reception on Perelandra).…