then would I fly away, and be at rest: O! when; when shall I arrive there! How long will it be ere I enter the Court of Heaven! Oh! how have many, on whom the face of God hath comfortably shined, long'd to depart, and to be with him? They bear all disappoint∣ments and vexations in the hope of this; and pain and sickness are welcome, because they are as the wheels of their Chariots, and drive them nearer to their home. Such as these are like a Ship well fraighted, that is ready to Sail, and stays only till a favourable Wind present it self. They dye not by surprise; for these happy Travellers to Glory, are always on the road that leads to the blessed place above; Death is not frightful to them, because they have often medi∣tated what it is to dye, and what is required for so vast a change. There are, indeed, a great many formidable things in Death, the se∣paration of the Soul, the many foregoing pains, and an innumerable Army of Sorrows and Griefs, that march before the King of Terrors; all which, by Faith, these holy persons over∣come; they know that Christ hath taken from Death, all its poysonous and hurtful qualities. Their distance from God is the trouble of all good people; and when he shews himself, they rejoyce, as when he hides himself they mourn. And hence many a Religious Person, when he came to dye, has been heard to say, I would not now, for all the World, be without an In∣terest in Christ; I always found him to be a good Master, and I still find him to be so; he has taken away the sting of death, and I am 0