The Christian-man's calling: or, A treatise of making religion ones business. Wherein the nature…

If thou meditatest on glorification, and thine own rest canst thou do less then rejoice in hope of glory, what Prisoner shackled with Satan's temptations, and fettered with his own corruptions, in the dark Gaol of this World, can think of the time when his Irons shall be knocked off, and he enjoy the pleasant light and glorious liberty of the Sons of God, and not be transported with joy? What heir in his minority, banished from his kindred and country, can think without comfort of his full age, when he shall have the full fruition both of his estate and friends; doubtless friend, the Sabbaths of the holy, are the Suburbs of heaven. In heaven there is no buying, no selling, no ploughing, no sowing, nothing but worshipping God, communion with him, fruition of him, and delight in him; There remains a rest for the people of God. There they rest from their labours; If thou on a Lords day turnest thy back upon the World, and goest up into the mount, conversing with, and rejoicing in the blessed God, what dost thou less then begin thine eternal Sabbath here. Such a Lords day can be no less then Heaven in a looking glass, representing truly, though darkly, thy future eternal happiness; There is no perfume so sweet to a Pilgrim, as his own smoke.

If thou meditatest on glorification, and thine own rest canst thou do less then rejoyce in hope of glory, what Prisoner shackled with Satans temptations, and fettered with his own corruptions, in the dark Gaol of this World, can think of the time when his Irons shall be knockt off, and he enjoy the pleasant light and glorious liberty of the Sons of God, and not be transported with joy? What heir in his minority, banisht from his kindred and country, can think without comfort of his full age, when he shall have the full fruition both of his estate and friends; doubtless friend, the Sabbaths of the holy, are the Suburbs of heaven. In heaven there is no buying, no selling, no ploughing, no sowing, nothing but worshiping God, communion with him, fruition of him, and delight in him; There remains a rest for the people of God. There they rest from their labours; If thou on a Lords day turnest thy back upon the World, and goest up into the mount, conversing with, and rejoycing in the blessed God, what dost thou less then begin thine eternal Sabbath here. Such a Lords day can be no less then Heaven in a looking glass, representing truly, though darkly, thy future eternal happiness; There is no perfume so sweet to a Pilgrim, as his own smoak.