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

Is not that a blessed state, when a man can lift up his head with joy, when others tremble with fear, and sink with sorrow? And this was the condition of this holy young man. In the midst of all worldly comforts he longed for death: & the thought of the day of Judgment, made all his enjoyments sweeter. O, how did he long for the coming of Christ! Whilst some have been discoursing by him of that great and terrible day of the Lord, he would smile, and humbly express his delight in the forethought of that approaching hour.

Is not that a blessed state, when a man can lift up his head with joy, when others tremble with fear, and sink with sorrow? And this was the condition of this holy young man. In the midst of all worldly comforts he longed for death: & the thought of the day of Judgment, made all his injoyments sweeter. O, how did he long for the coming of Christ! Whilst some have been discoursing by him of that great and terrible day of the Lord, he would smile, and humbly express his delight in the forethought of that approaching hour.

I remember, once there was a great talk that one had foretold that Doomsday should be upon such a day: although he blamed their daring folly, that would pretend to know that which was hid from the Angels themselves, and that the Devil could not acquaint them with; yet granting their supposition to be true, what then said he? What if the day of Judgment were come, as it will most certainly come shortly? If I were sure, the day of Judgment were to begin within an hour, I should be glad with all my heart. If at this very instant, I should hear such thunderings, and see such lightnings, as Israel did at Mount Sinai; I am persuaded, my very heart would leap for joy. But this I am confident of, through infinite mercy, that the very meditation of that day hath even ravished my ⟨p. 96⟩soul, and the thought of the certainty and nearness of it, is more refreshing to me than the comforts of the whole world. Surely, nothing can more revive my Spirits, than to behold the blessed Jesus; the joy, life, and beauty of my soul. Would it not more rejoice me, than Josephs wagons did old Jacob? I lately dreamed that the day of Judgment was come: Methought, I heard terrible cracks of thunder, and saw dreadful lightnings; the foundations of the earth did shake, and the Heavens were rolled together as a garment; yea, all things visible were in a flame; methought, I saw the graves opened, and the earth and Sea giving up their dead; methought, I saw millions of Angels, and Christ coming in the clouds. Methought, I beheld the ancient of days sitting upon his Throne, and all other Thrones cast down: Methought, I beheld him whose Garments were white as Snow, and the hair of his head like pure Wool: His Throne was like the fiery flame, and his wheels as burning fire; a fiery stream issued and came forth from him; thousands of thousands ministered unto him; and ten thousand times ten thousand stood before him; and the Judgment was set and the books were opened. O, but with what an ecstasy of joy was I surprised! Methought, it was the most heart-raising, and soul-ravishing sight, that ever my eyes beheld: and then I cried out, I have waited for thy salvation, O God; and so I mounted into the Air, to meet my Lord in the Clouds.