We don’t hear modern versions of this too often:

Then go, plunge yourself in the Godhead’s deepest sea; be lost in his immensity; and you shall come forth as from a couch of rest, refreshed and invigorated. I know nothing which can so comfort the soul; so calm the swelling billows of sorrow and grief; so speak peace to the winds of trial, as a devout musing upon the subject of the Godhead. (J.I. Packer, Knowing God)

This was Charles Spurgeon… at age 20. A pastor. Not an academic. And his church actually grew.

Go figure.