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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
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42 He answered, & said to his Mother, I am assured, dear Mother, that my Sins are Forgiven, and that I shall go to Heaven, for said he, here stood an Angel by me, that told me, I should quickly be in Glory.
43 At this his Mother burst forth into tears. O Mother, said he, did you but know what joy I feel, you would not weep, but rejoice. I tell you I am so full of comfort, that I can't tell you how I am; O Mother I shall presently have my head in my Fathers bosom, and shall be there, where the Four and Twenty Elders cast down their Crowns, and Sing Hallelujah, Glory and Praise, to Him that sits upon the Throne, & unto the Lamb for ever.
43 At this his Mother burst forth into tears. O Mother, said he, did you but know what joy I feel, you would not weep, but rejoyce. I tell you I am so full of comfort, that I can't tell you how I am; O Mother I shall presently have my head in my Fathers bosome, and shall be there, where the Four and Twenty Elders cast down their Crowns, and Sing Hallelujah, Glory and Praise, to Him that sits upon the Throne, & unto the Lamb for ever.
44 Upon this, his Speech began to fail him, but his Soul seemed still to be taken up with Glory, and nothing now grieved him but the sorrow that he saw his Mother to be in for his Death; a little to divert his Mother, he asked her, What she had to Supper; but presently in a kind of Divine Rapture, he Cried out, O what Sweet Supper have I making ready for me in Glory!
44 Upon this, his Speech began to fail him, but his Soul seemed still to be taken up with Glory, and nothing now grieved him but the sorrow that he saw his Mother to be in for his Death; a little to divert his Mother, he asked her, What she had to Supper; but presently in a kind of Divine Rapture, he Cryed out, O what Sweet Supper have I making ready for me in Glory!