Invisibles, realities, demonstrated in the holy life and triumphant death of Mr. John Janeway,…

And that he might engage others in more ardent affections to God, he put words into their mouths; Let us then (saith he) behold Him, till our hearts desire, till our very souls are drawn out after him, till we are brought to acquaintance, intimacy, delight in him! O that he would love me! O that I might love him! O blessed are they that know him, and are known of him! It is good for me, to draw near to God. A day in his Court is better than a thousand elsewhere; My soul longeth, yea fainteth for the Courts of the Lord, my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. Oh that I were received into converse with him, that I might hear his voice and see his countenance! For, His voice is sweet and his countenance is comely! Oh that I might communicate my self to God, and that he would give himself to me! O that I might love him! That I were sick of love, that I might die in love! That I might lose my self in his love, as a small drop in the unfathomable depth of his love! That I might dwell in his eternal love! O (saith he to a dear friend under some fears as to his state) stand still and wonder, behold his love and admire; now, if never yet, consider ⟨p. 44⟩what thou canst discover in this precious Jesus. Canst thou not see so much till thou canst see no more, not because of its shortness, but because of thy darkness?

ANd that he might ingage others in more ardent affections to God, he put words into their mouths; Let us then (saith he) behold Him, till our hearts desire, till our very souls are drawn out after him, till we are brought to acquaintance, intimacy, delight in him! O that he would love me! O that I might love him! O blessed are they that know him, and are known of him! It is good for me, to draw near to God. A day in his Court is better than a thousand elsewhere; My soul longeth, yea fainteth for the Courts of the Lord, my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. Oh that I were received into converse with him, that I might hear his voice and see his countenance! For, His voice is sweet and his countenance is comly! Oh that I might communicate my self to God, and that he would give himself to me! O that I might love him! That I were sick of love, that I might die in love! That I might lose my self in his love, as a small drop in the unfathomable depth of his love! That I might dwell in his eternal love! O (saith he to a dear friend under some fears as to his state) stand still and wonder, behold his love and admire; now, if never yet, consider ⟨p. 44⟩