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

FOR the latter part of his Life; he lived liked a man that was quite weary of the world, and that looked upon himself as a stranger here, and that lived in the constant sight of a better world. He plainly declared himself but a Pilgrim that looked for a better Country, a City that had foundations, whose builder and maker was God. His habit, his language, his deportment, all spoke him one of another world. His meditations were so intense, long and frequent, that they ripened him apace for Heaven; but, somewhat weakened his body. Few Christians attain to such a holy contempt of the world, and to such clear believing, joyful, constant apprehensions of the transcendent glories of the unseen world.

FOR the latter part of his Life; he lived liked a man that was quite weary of the world, and that looked upon himself as a stranger here, and that lived in the constant sight of a better world. He plainly declared himself but a Pilgrim that looked for a better Country, a City that had foundations, whose builder and maker was God. His habit, his language, his deportment, all spoke him one of another world. His meditations were so intense, long and frequent, that they ripened him apace for Heaven; but, somewhat weakned his body. Few Christians attain to such a holy contempt of the world, and to such clear believing, joyful, constant apprehensions of the transcendent glories of the unseen world.

He made it his whole business to keep up sensible communion with God, and to grow into a humble familiarity with God, and to maintain it. And if by reason of company or any necessary diversions, this was in any measure interrupted; he would complain, like one out of his element, till his spirit was recovered into a delightful more unmixed free intercourse with God. He was never so well satisfied, as when he was more immediately engaged in what ⟨p. 92⟩brought him nearer to God; and by this he enjoyed those comforts frequently, which other Christians rarely meet with. His graces and experiences, toward his end grew to astonishment. His faith got up to a full assurance; his desires into a kind of enjoyment and delight. He was oft brought into the banqueting house, and there Christs Banner over him was love; and he sate down under his shadow with great delight, and his Fruit was pleasant unto his taste. His Eyes beheld the King in his Beauty, and while he sate at his Table, his spikenard did spend forth its pleasant smell: he had frequent visions of Glory, and this John lay in the bosom of his Master, and was sure a very beloved Disciple, and highly favoured. His Lord oft called him up to the Mount to him, and let him see his excellent Glory, O the sweet foretasts that he had of those pleasures that are at the right Hand of God. How oft was he feasted with the feast of fat things those wines on the lees well refined; and sometimes he was like a Giant refreshed with new wine, rejoicing to run the race that was set before him, whether of doing or of suffering. He was even sick of love and he could say to the poor unexperienced World, O taste and see! and to Christians come and I well tell you what God hath done for my Soul. O what do Christians mean that they do no more labour to get their senses spiritually exercised? O, why do they not make Religion the very business of their lives? O, why is the