N00759:170
A token for children. Being an exact account of the conversion, holy and exemplary…
A token for children. Being an exact account of the conversion, holy and exemplary lives and joyful deaths of several young children. / By James Janeway, Minister of the Gospel. : To which is added, A token, for the children of New England. Or, Some examples of children, in whom the fear of God was remarkably budding before they died; in several parts of New England. Preserved and published for the encouragement of piety in other children.
printed for Nicholas Boone, 1700
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
18. His Pains increasing upon him, one asked him, Whether he would rather still endure those Pains, or forsake Christ? Alas, said he, I know not what to say, being but a Child; for these Pains may stagger a strong Man; but I will strive to endure the ⟨p. 35⟩•est that I can. Upon this he called to mind that Martyr Thomas Bil••y; who being in Prison, the Night before his burning, put his Finger into the Candle, to know how he could endure the Fire. O (said the Child) had I Lived then, I would have run through the Fire to have gone to Christ.
18. His Pains encreasing upon him, one asked him, Whether he would rather still endure those Pains, or forsake Chri•t? Alas, said he, I know not what to say, being but a Child; for these Pains may stagger a strong Man; but I will strive to endure the ⟨p. 35⟩•est that I can. Upon this he called to mind that Martyr Thomas Bil••y; who being in Prison, the Night before his burning, put his Finger into the Candle, to know how he could endure the Fire. O (said the Child) had I Lived then, I would have run through the Fire to have gone to Christ.
19. His sickness l•sted long, and at least three days before his Death, he Prophesied his Departure, and not only that he must dye, but the very Day. On the Lords Day, said he, look to me; neither was this a word of course, which you may guess by his often repetition, every day asking till the day came indeed, What, is Sunday come? At last, the looked for day came on▪ and no sooner had the Sun beautified that morning with its light, but he falls into a Trance; his Eyes were fixed, his Face cheerful, his Lips smiling, his Hands and Feet clasped in a Bow, as if he would have received some Blessed Angel that were at hand to receive his Soul. But he comes to himself, and tells them how he saw the […] Body that ever Eyes beheld, who bid him be of good cheer, for he must presently go with Him.