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A goodly exposition vpon the .xxx. psalme In te domine spetaui .

HEuynes hath beseged me with a greate and stronge hooste she hath enclosed me , she hath oppressed my hert with clamours and ceasseth not with weapons nyghte and day to fyghte agaynst me .

My frendes be in her tentes , and are become myn enemyes . what soeuer I se , what soeuer I heare , brynge the banners of heuines , the memorie of my frendis maketh me sadde , the recordynge of my chyldren greueth me , the consyderyng of my cloyster and cell vexeth me , the reuoluynge of my studies maketh me pensyfe , the thynkyng of my synnes oppresseth me . For lyke as to them , whiche be sycke of the axesse , all swete thynges seme bytter , so to me all thynges be turned in to sorowe and heuynes . Vndoubtedly a great burthen vpon the herte is this heuynes . The venyme of a deadly pestilence grudgeth agaynste god , seaseth not to blaspheme and exhorteth to desperation . Oh vnhappy man that I am , who shall delyuer me from her cursed handes ? If all that I se and heare folowe her banners and fyghte agaynst me , who shal be my ꝓtectour ? who shall helpe me ? whyther shall I go ? whyther shall I flee ? I wote what I shall do , I wyll turne me to thynges inuisible , & brynge them agaynst the visible . And who shall be the guyde of so hyghe and terrible an hooste ? Hope , whiche is of thinges inuisible . Hope , I say , shall come agaynst heuines , and vaynquyshe her . who can stande agaynst hope ? Heare what the prophete sayth : Thou arte ( lorde ) my hope , thou haste set thy refuge moste hygh . who shall stande agaynst the lorde ? who can wynne his towre of refuge , whiche is most hygh ? wherfore I wyll call her , doubtles she wyll come , nor she wyll not confoundeme . Lo nowe she commeth , she hath broughte gladnes , she hath taughte me to fyghte . & she sayd to me , Crye , cease not . And I sayde , what shall I crye ? Crye , quod she , boldely and with all thy whole herte , say : In te domine speraui non confunder in eternum / et in iustitia tua libera me .

That is to saye : In the oh lorde , I haue trusted , I shall not be confounded for euermore , and in thy iustice delyuer me .

Oh the wonderful power of hope , whose face heuines can not abyde . Nowe commeth conforte . Let heuynes cry nowe and struggle agaynst me with her armie . Let the worlde thrust downe , let the enemies make insurrection , I feare nothynge , for I trust ( lorde ) in the , for thou arte my hope , for thou haste put my refuge moste hygh . I haue alredy entered it , hope hath led me in , I my selfe entered not vnshamefastly , she shall excuse me before the. Beholde , qd hope , o man the moste hygh refuge of god , open thyn iyes , and se , it is god alone , it is onely he , an infinite see of substaunce . Other thinges so be , as though they were not . For all thingꝭ depende of hym , and onelesse he sustayned them , they shulde sodeynly retourne to noughte , for of noughte were they made . Consydre the power of hym , whiche in the begynnyng created heuen & earthe . Doth not he worke all in all thynges ? who can moue his hande without hym ? who can thynke any thynge of hym selfe ?

Ponder his wysedome , whiche in tranquilitie gouerneth all , for he seeth all , and to his iyes all thynges be naked and open . This is he , whiche onely knowethe howe to delyuer the , and onely can conforte & saue the. Put not thy truste in the chyldren of men , in whom is no saluation . The herte of men is in his power , whyther soeuer he lusteth , he wyll turne it . This is he , whiche may & can helpe the. Doest thou suspecte his wyll ? Ponder his goodnes , consydre his tender loue . Is not he the louer of men , which for men became man , and for synners was crucified ? This is thy trewe father , whiche created the , whiche redemed the , which alwayes hath done good vnto the. Can the father forsake his sonne ? Caste thy selfe on hym , & he wyll take the vp and saue the. Serche the scriptures , and thou shalte fynde howe busely his great tender loue moueth the to truste in hym . And why dothe he that ? 〈◊〉 bicause he coueteth to saue . For what saythe 〈◊〉 ꝓphete . Bicause he trusted in me , I wyl deliuer 〈◊〉 Lo , for none other cause he wyll delyuer hym , but bicause he trusted in hym . And what other thyng hath the prophetes , the apostles , yea he hym selfe , the lorde of the apostles preached , but that men shulde truste in the lorde ? Sacrifice therfore ( ye men ) the sacrifice of iustice , and truste in the lorde , and he shall delyuer you , and plucke you out of all tribulation . Oh the greate vertue of hope , truely she is spred abrode . For grace is spred abrode in her lyppes . Oh this is truely thy refuge , so hygh ( good lorde ) to whiche the euyll of heuynes can not approche . This I knewe and vnderstode , therfore I trusted lorde in the. For though the weight of syn dothe greuously presse me , yet I can not despaire / for thy goodnes so gently prouoked me to hope , that I can not be cofounded for euermore . For a tyme I may well be cofounded , but for euermore surely I can not . For hope , whiche hath ledde me in to thy moste hyghe refuge hath taught me to hope , not temporall thyngꝭ , but euerlastynge . For hope is of thynges inuisible .

But tho thynges that be sene , are temporall . And the thynges that be not sene , are euerlastyng . wherfore I hearyng the wordes of hope , whiche commeth to plucke me out from the handes of heuines , haue trusted lorde in the , couetyng before all thyngꝭ to be delyuered from my synnes , and thrugh thy mercy and grace to come to thynges euerlastynge , whiche be inuisible . This is my fyrste and chiefe desyre , for my synnes be a greate tribulation vnto me . For from this all other tribulation issueth . Take awaye lorde my synnes , and I am free from all tribulation . For tribulation & pensy●nes of mynde , procede from the fountayn of the herte . For euery heuynes commeth of loue . If I loue my sonne , and he dyeth , I am troubled bicause I haue loste that I loued . If I loue not my seruaunt , and he dyeth , I am not heuy , bycause I haue loste that I loued not .

Take away therfore lord my sinnes thrugh thy grace , what remayneth , but that I shall loue the with al my whole herte , & despise all temporal thynges as vayne ? If than I haue the by fayth , of whom also I hope to haue , that , whiche neither iye hath sene , nor eare hath herde / nor hath not ascended in to the herte of man .

what thynge can trouble me ? That , whiche I haue loste besyde god , I haue loste that I loue not . In the oh lorde I haue trusted , lyke as my hope hath taught me to truste / therfore I shall not be cofounded for euer , for thou shalte gyue me euerlastynge thynges . who trusteth not in the , but in his owne vanitie , shal be confounded for euermore . For he shall descende to eternall confusion . I may be confounded temporally , bothe of the , & of all men , but I shall not be confounded for euermore . For of the I may be cofounded , whyle I desyre to be delyuered from temporal vexation , and perauenture thou wylte not heare me . Truely than I am confounded temporally . For it is not expedient for me , sith that vertue is made perfecte in infirmitie . And of men I am temporally confounded , & they preuayle agaynst me , whan they pursue me . But this also thou suffrest them to do , that I shulde not be confounded for euermore . wherfore , yf before that a thousande yeres be but as yesterday , whiche is passed away , I wyll gladly suffre temporal confusions , that I be not cofounded for euermore . I wyll truste in the lorde , for hope hath taughte me to truste , and shortely I shal be delyuered from all tribulation . By what merites shall I be delyuered ? Not by myn , lord but by thy iustice deliuer me . By thy iustice I say not by min. I seke mercy , I offre not my iustice . But yf by thy grace thou wylte make me ryghtwyse , nowe I haue thy iustice . For thy grace in vs is thy iustice . The pharisees trusted in workes of iustice , they trusted in theyr owne iustice / and therfore they were not subiecte to the iustice of god . For of the workes of the lawe shall no creature be iustified with the. But the iustice of god appered by the grace of Iesu Christ , yea without the workes of the lawe . The philosophers gloried in theyr iustice , and therfore they founde not thy iustice , bicause they entred not in at the dore . They were theues and robbers , whiche came not to saue , but to destroy and sley the sheepe . wherfore thy grace is thy iustice lorde , & it were no lenger grace , yf it were giuen of the merites . wherfore not in my iustice , but in thy iustice delyuer me from my synnes , Or surely delyuer me in thy iustice , that is to wit , in thy sonne , whiche onely amongest men is founde iuste . what is thy son , but the very iustice , in whiche men be iustified ? wherfore in thy iustice iustifie me and delyuer me from my synnes , that I may be also delyuered from other afflictions , whiche I suffre therfore , so that the cause taken away , the effecte myghte also be taken away .

Lo , the , oh lorde , haue I besoughte , & I am conforted , hope hath so taught me , I am replenyshed with ioye , bicause I truste in the , therfore I shall not be confounded for euermore . Heuynes commeth agayne with greate purueyaunce , she is returned with swerdis and speres on euery syde , she is defended with greate violence , she walketh , she hath beseged our citie . The crye of her horsemen hath feared me . Standynge without , she commaunded silence , and a farreof , she spake , sayenge : Oh , qd she , lo , yonder is he the trusted in the lorde , which sayde , I shall not be confounded for euermore , whiche hath folowed hope , his confortatrice . And whan she perceyued me at these wordis to waxe ashamed , approchyng me nyghe , she sayde , where be the promyses of thy hope ? where is the conforte ? where is the delyueraunce ? what haue thy teares ꝓfited the ? what haue thy prayers brought that from heuen ? Thou hast cryed , and no man hath answered the , thou haste wepte , and no man hath ben moued with pitie vpon that , thou haste called vpon thy god , & he holdeth his peace , thou haste desyred the helpe of the saintes , and none of them hath regarded the. Lo , what profite haue the wordes of hope brought the ? Thou haste laboured , and thou fyndest nothynge in thy handes . Thynkest thou the god regardeth the inhabitantes of the earthe ? Nay he walketh aboute the limittes of heuen , and consydereth not our maters . Thus she blasphemynge spake . And whan I shoke for feare at her wordes , approchyng , she spake in myn eare , sayenge : Trowest thou tho thynges be trewe that faythe sheweth ? wylte thou se that they be but mennes fantasies ? Thou shalte knowe hereby .

For if god became man ( as they say ) and was crucified for men , it coulde not be , but that so greate loue shulde conforte a man , neuer so moche oppressed with heuines , wepynge & cryenge vnto hym , yf ( as they say ) infinite goodnes caused him to come downe from heuen to take vpon hym the crosse , howe shulde he not nowe come downe to miserable men , that he myght conforte them ? Surely this is more easie , and with lyke loue oughte to be holpen . why do not the angelles and sayntes , yf they be so pitefull , come to conforte the ? Howe many men trowest thou , wolde , if they myghte , come to the ? and with theyr wordes and workis ( as moche as they myght ) wolde conforte the , whiche wolde also delyuer the from all vexation ? why do not the sayntes this , whiche are thoughte to be farre better than men ?

Beleue me , all thingꝭ are gouerned by casualte . There be no thynges , but tho that be sene , your spirite shall vanishe away like smoke . who euer came agayn from helle or heuen and tolde vs suche thynges as they saye do chaunce to soules after this lyfe ? These are but fables of folyshe women . Aryse therfore and flee to the mannes helpe , that thou mayst be losened from prison , and lyue in pleasure , and not be deceyued falsely of this thy hope , and alwayes be in payne and trouble .

These thynges sayde , so greate crye was herde in her tentes , so greate dynne of the harneis , and noyse of the trompettes , that vnneth I coulde stande on my feete . And yf my welbeloued hope had not the soner holpen , heuines had led me bounde with chaines to her region . wherfore hope came shynynge with a certayne diuine bryghtnes , and smylyng , sayd : O souldiour of Christ , what herte , what mynde haste thou in this batayle ? whiche I hearyng , forthwith was ashamed . And she sayde , feare thou not , this euyll shall not take the , thou shalte not peryshe , lo , I am with the to delyuer the.

Knowest thou not that it is wryten , The vnwyse man sayd in his herte , there is no god . This heuines hath spoken lyke one of the folysshe women . Can she perswade the that there is no god , or that god hath not the prouidence of all thynges ? Canst thou doubte of fayth , whiche with so many argumentes and reasons hast confirmed it ? I wonder that thou arte so felled to the grounde at her wordes . Tell me , I praye the , begannest thou to doubte in thy herte of faythe ? O my swete mother , the lyuynge god is my witnesse and also my conscience , that I felte no maner prycke of infidelitie , for by the grace of Christe , I beleue no lesse tho thinges to be true , whiche be appertaynyng to faythe , than tho thinges , whiche I beholde with my bodely iyes . But heuines so pressed me , that rather I shulde haue ben broughte to disperation than to infidelitie . Son , thou knowest that this is a greate gyfte of god , and commeth not of workis , that no man shulde glorie . Wherfore aryse and feare not , but rather knowe hereby that the lorde hath not forsaken the , which although he heareth not forth with , ye oughte not despayre . If he make tariaunce , abyde hym , for he wyll surely come , and not carye .

The ploughman abydeth paciently the frute in the due tyme . Nature not forthwith gyueth the perfecte shappe whan she bryngeth forthe a thynge , but fyrste she prepareth the mater , and disposeth it by lytle and lytle , vntyll she maketh it apte to receyue the shappe . Yet knowe thou that the lorde always heareth hym that prayeth deuoutely & mekely , for they neuer departe voyde from hym . Nor I wyll not labour to proue this with reasons , bicause thou felest it in thy selfe . Tell me , who lyfted vppe thy herte to god ? who induced the to praye ? who made the to sorowe for thy synnes , and to wepe ? who gaue the hope ? who made the cherefull in thy prayer , and after thy prayer ? And also what is he that dayly confirmed the in thy holy purpose ? Is it not the lorde , whiche worketh all in all thynges ? Yf he than gyueth the continually these gyftes , why dothe that cursed woman saye , where be thy prayers ? where be thy teares , & the other wordis of blasphemie ? Knowest thou not that the heuenly Hierusalem is distincted from this terrestral ? Knowest thou not that it is not conuenient nor necessarie , nor profitable , that god or his angelles shulde descende visibly to men , and speake familiarlye to them . Fyrst it is not conuenient , so vnworthy be our merites . For howe can lyghte and darkenes agree ?

Diuerse cities haue citezens of contrary and dyuerse natures . Howe be it to some for theyr excellent holynes , for asmoche as theyr lyfe was heuenly , it was graunted to se angelles , and to speke with them . But a speciall priuilege belongeth not to all . It is not necessarie , bycause that syth blessed angelles inuisibly gouerne vs , illuminate & conforte vs . It nedeth not to shewe visible apparancies . Howe be it our lorde is so good , that also visible visions , whan he seeth nede , he doth not omitte . For what thynge myghte he haue done for our saluation , and hath not done it ? Finally it is not profitable , for ouermoche familiaritie engendreth contempte . For to the Iues myracles both greate and many , nothyng auayled . For rare be precious . wherfore let the inuisible visitation suffice the / for the lorde knoweth what thou hast nede of . Hath not he conforted the ? I knowe what thou thynkest in thy herte . Aryse than and retourne to prayer . Crye , aske , seke , perseuer / for yf he wyl not gyue bicause thou art his frende , yet for thy importunitie he wyll gyue all that be necessarie . with these wordes conforted , I arose , and prostrate before god , I proceded in my prayer , sayenge : Inclina ad me aucem tuam acceleta vt eruas me .

That is to say . Bowe downe thyn eare vnto me , hasten the to plucke me out .

Oh lorde my god , to the I returne , hope hath sente me vnto the , I do not come by myn owne presumption .

Thy goodnes prouoketh me , thy mercy draweth me .

Oh howe greate a gentlenes is this ? Surely I ioye in my herte / nor I desire none other consolation . Happy truely is this necessitie , which compelleth me to come vnto the , whiche constrayneth me to speake with the , whiche forseth me to praye . wherfore I speake to my god , though I be my selfe but duste and asshes . Bowe to me thyn eare . what sayst thou my soule ? Hath god eares ? Thynkest thou that he is a bodely thyng ? No certenly . For sythe the spirite is farre better than the body , who wolde say that god were a body , onelesse he be madde ? But stāmeryng ( as well as we may lorde ) we sowne thy celestiall and moste hyghe thynges . we knowe the by thy creatures / we speake to the / & of the by the similitudes of them . Thy eare than what is it lorde ? Is it thy knowlege ? For by the eares we vnderstande tho thynges , whiche be spoken vnto vs . Thou knewest from the begynnyng all thinges that men speake and thynke . May we than vnderstande by thyn eare thy knowlege ? Truely thyn eare doth insinuate some what vnto vs , whiche is not comprehended in the name of thy simple knowlege . For vnto some thou boweste thyn eare / vnto other thou turnest it awaye . But thy knowlege alwayes abydeth one . what other thyng than is thyn eare / but the notice of thy alowaunce & disalowaunce . Thou bowest thyn eare , & hearest the wordes of good men , bicause they please the , and thou allowest them . Contrarywyse thou turnest awaye thyn eare from the wordes of the wycked / bicause they wyll not departe from theyr wyckednes / therfore the wordes please the not / but thou disalowest them . what is than to encline thyn eare to them , which speke vnto the / but to alowe theyr prayers , and to beholde them with the countenaunce of pitie and mercy , to enlyghten and kyndle them , that with a trust & a feruent charite they may pray & desyre the. For thou wylte gyue them that they aske humbly . For yf the kynge sheweth to a poore man , whiche commeth to speake with hym , a mery countenaunce and turneth his iyes vnto hym , shewyng hym selfe redy to heare the poore mannes cause / wyll not the poore man be glad ? Doth not the countenaunce & the attentifenes of the kyng cause the poore man the more boldely to speake his mater , and minister wordis & eloquence vnto hym ? yes vndoutedly ? So lykewyse ( lorde ) we perceyue the , than to bowe thyn eare to our prayers , whan thou grauntest vs in our prayers , to be feruente in spirite . I beseche the therfore ( o mercyful lorde and father ) bowe vnto me thyn eare , alowe ( I beseche the ) my prayer , enlighten me , kyndle me , and teache me that I ought to axe and desyre , illuminate and lyfte vp my herte , that at laste also thou mayste heare my prayer . Haste the ( o mercyfull lorde ) to plucke me out , shorten the dayes , cutte of the tyme . So bowe vnto me ( oh lorde ) thyn eare , that shortely I may be herde of the. For vnto the , whiche abydest for euer , euery tyme is shorte . For eternitie comprehendeth all , and excedeth euery tyme . But vnto me , euery day is longe , for tyme is a numbrynge of the mouynge , so that he , which feleth no motion , feleth no tyme , but he that feleth mouynge , feleth tyme / and he moste of all feleth mouyng , whiche numbreth the partes therof .

I therfore , whiche numbre the dayes and the houres do moste of all fele the tyme . And therfore lyke as vnto the a thousande yeres are but as yesterday , that is past , so vnto me one day is a thousande yeres , whiche are to come . wherfore hasten the lorde to plucke me out from synnes , & myn aduersaries . For deathe hasteneth and in euery place awayteth for me . Hye the lorde , lest perchaunce I preuented of it , haue no space of repentaunce . Plucke me out lorde from the hande of the maliciouse , delyuer me from the bondes of sunne , take me from the snare of death , leade me out of the depnes of helle , saue me from oppression , and the harde bondage of heuynes , that my mynde may ryse vp and ioye in the / and that I may blysse the all the days of my lyfe . I thanke the lorde in Iesu my sauiour , for accordyng to the multitude of my sorowes in my herte , thy confortes haue reioysed my soule . wherfore I wyll alwayes truste in the / and I wyll for my parte adde vnto all thy prayse . Thou lord bowe thin eare vnto me , hasten that to plucke me out . Alas wretche that I am , lo , agayne heuynes commeth instructed with terrible armours . The banner of iustice goeth before her / an innumerable hooste foloweth her feete / eche hath a spere in his hande . I beholde on euery syde instrumentes of deathe . wo be to me , I am vndone / with an hyghe and horrible voyce she cryeth , O wretche , that same thy hope hath deceyued the.

Lo , thou haste laboured in vayne , for thou saydest . Bowe thyn eare to me , hasten the to plucke me out . Hath god bowed his eare vnto the ? Is thy prayer herde ? where is the delyueraunce ? where is the conforte ? Hath god hastened to plucke the out ? Yet arte thou bounde and a prisoner , nothynge is altered . If thou beleuest faythe to be trewe , why doest onely enbrace hope ? Knoweste thou not that god is iuste ? Knowest not his iustice ?

He spared not his angels / he pitied not them / nor wyll pitie them / but for one only synne they be condempned for euermore . Adam synned , and the iustice of god punyshed the whole mankynde with deathe . Thynkest that god doth not as wel loue rightwisenes as mercy ? Chyldren departynge in original synne , shall neuer se the face of god / so rygorous is the iustice of god , that for the synne , whiche they dyd not , but receyued by nature , they shall be punyshed with euerlastynge payne . For in helle is no redemption . Knowest not that god spareth not the offender ? Dyd he not destroy in the tyme of Noe , almoste all mankynde ? Dyd he not consume with fyre Sodoma , and the other cities adioynynge vnto it ?

Nor the diuine iustice hath not so moche as taken compassion of infauntes and innocentes . Howe ofte punyshed he the Iewes offendynge ? was not Hierusalem vtterly destroyed by the handes of Nabugodonosor ?

Neyther spared he his owne temple / for it was also destroyed of Titus th emperour of Rome / where the Iues were so cruellye punyshed / that there is no man that heareth of it , but quaketh for feare . But se how sharpe the iustice of god is / the children for the fathers are punyshed euyn to this day . Beholde , the Iues be slaues and captiues in euery place / and dyenge in theyr blyndnes , are punyshed with euerlastynge paynes . Troweste thou the mercye of god is greatter than his iustice ?

Truely in god it is neyther greater nor lesse . For what soeuer is in god is his substaunce . But let vs consydre the workes of iustice & mercy / and we shall euidently espie , that the workes of iustice do excede the workes of mercy . God hym selfe is witnesse , sayenge : Many be called , fewe elected . Marke howe many infidels be dampned / how many euyl christen men there be / howe fewe lyue christianly / and thou shalte perceyue anone , that there be farre more vessels of iustice than of mercy . The electe are the vessels of mercy / the refuse the vessels of iustice . Let not Mary Magdalen make the truste / nor the thefe / nor Peter / nor Paule / for there was but one Mary / one thefe / one Peter / one Paule . Trowest thou to be accompted amongest so fewe ? whiche haste committed so many and so hughe synnes / whiche haste ben a sclaunder in the churche / whiche haste offended heuen and erthe ? Lo , thyn iyes hath wepte / thy herte hath besought mercy / and as yet thou haste obteyned none . So many prayers of them that loued the / be they herde ? no , and why so ? Surely bicause thou arte reputed amonge the vessels of yre . Thy hope hath made the to labour in vayne . Folowe my counsell , heuen hath caste the vp , the earth receyue the not . who can suffre this greate confusion ? Better it is for the to dye , than to lyue / chose deathe , whiche , yf no man wyll brynge vpon the , lay handes vpon thy selfe , sley thy selfe .

These wordis she with wonderfull importunitie layde on / and all the whole hooste with loude voyces dyd reherse the same , sayenge : Deathe onely is thy refuge . But I hearynge this was sore afrayde , and sodeynly felle downe vpon my face , cryenge out , and sayenge : Lorde helpe me , lorde forsake me not , come my hope , come my hope . Lo , sodeynly hope glysterynge from heuen came downe , and touched my syde , and lifted me vp , and dyd set me on my feete , and sayde : Howe longe yet shalte thou be a babe ? Howe longe wylte thou be anouice , and a yonge souldier ? So ofte thou hast ben in batayle , and haste walked in the myddes of the darkenes of deathe , and hast not yet lerned to fyght ? Be thou not dismayed of the greate iustice of god / be thou conforted thou fayntherted felowe . Let them feare , whiche be not conuerted to the lorde , whiche walke in theyr owne ways , whiche folowe vanities , whiche knowe not the way of peace . Let the wycked tremble , whiche do greuously synne and saye , what haue I done ? whiche be not conuerted to the herte , whiche be called and refuse to come / they knowe not god , and wyll not vnderstande that they may do well . Let these feare . what saythe the apostle ? It is a dredefull thynge to falle in to the handis of the lyuynge god . Suche , doubtles the iustice of god punysheth / suche men perteyne to her . But synners , whiche returnynge agayne to them selues do ryse agayne , and runne to the father of mercies , sayenge : Father , Luc. xv . I haue synned agaynst heuen & towardes the , but be thou mercyfull vnto me synner . Let suche haue truste in the lorde , for he that hath drawen them , vndoubtedly wyll receyue them & iustifie them . Let heuynes brynge forthe , yf she can , one synner , were he neuer so greate , whiche conuerted to the lorde , was not receyued of hym , & iustified . For although it be writen of Esau , that he founde no place of repentaunce , though he soughte it with teares . This maketh nothynge agaynst vs / for Esau dyd not wepe for his synnes that he had committed / but for his temporall goodes that he had loste , whiche he coulde not recouer . Nor thynke not that iustice doth so pertayne to the wycked , that it is clene seperate from mercy . Nor agayne that mercy doth so belonge to ryghtwyse men , that it is clene seuered from iustice . For all the ways of the lorde is mercy and veritie . For he sheweth mercy also to sinners in gyuynge them for the good dedes that they do temporally , temporall rewardes / and after this lyfe in punyshyng them not so moche as they deserued . Lyke wyse his electe he pursueth with his iustice in punyshyng them temporally for theyr synnes , that they be not punyshed euerlastyngly . Thou therfore suffre paciently the lorde , thou hast synned , be sory for it / be content that thrugh his grace thy synnes is forgyuen the. My sonne despise not the correction of the lorde / neyther faynt thou whan thou arte checked of hym / for whom the lorde loueth , he chastiseth / he scourgeth euery chylde that he receyueth . Continue than in affliction / god shewethe hym selfe to the , as vnto his sonne . And though there be fewe chosen chyldren of god , hauynge regarde to the disalowed , yet there be innumerable that shal be saued . Nor there is not only one Mary Magdalen / one thefe / one Peter / one Paule / for innumerable haue folowed theyr steppes , doinge penaunce / and are receyued of the lorde , rewarded with many and great gyftes of grace / nor mercye is no lesse in her workes , than iustice . For mercy gyueth so great good thyngꝭ to rightwyse men , that her workes do farre excede the workes of iustice . Knowest not that the earthe is ful of the mercy of god ? what creature can glorie that he hath receiued any thyng , whiche hath not taken it of the mercy of god ? And yf thou haste greuouslye offended god , yet his mercye is greater than all the sinnes of the worlde . Trouble not thy selfe for the multitude & greuousnes of thy sinnes . Hath not mercy now come rennyng & met the ? Hath she not taken the vp and kyssed the ? Lo , thou dydest falle , and thou werte not hurte . And why so ? Arte thou not afrayle vessell , whiche , yf it fall muste nedes be broused , onles some body put vnder his hande ? why than whan thou fellest , werte thou not hurte ? who dyd put vnder his hande ? who ? but the lorde . This is a great signe that thou arte electe / for the electe whan he falleth , shall not be broused / for the lorde wyll put vnder his hande . Dothe not the apostle write , that to them that loue god , all thynges worke to good ? In so moche that the very synne worketh them to good . Dothe not that falle worke them to good , wherby they be made bothe humbler , and warer . Doth not the lorde receiue hym , whiche is receyued of humilitie ? Thou hast loued the lorde many yeres / for his loue thou haste laboured . After thou dydest lyfte vp thy herte , and walke in the vanite of thy wytte / the lorde withdrewe his hande , and thou fell / and in to the depnes of the see thou dydest descende . Howe be it the goodnes of the lorde forthwith put vnder his hande / and thou werte not broused . Say than , whan I was violently shoued forthe , I was ouerturned that I mought fall , and the lorde toke me vp . Not so the wycked not so / whom god hath reiected . whan they falle they ryse not agayne / but eyther with greate shame they excuse theyr synnes / or elles they haue the boldenes of an harlot / and after they neyther feare god nor man . Aryse than & be of a stronge herte / be myghttie and valiaunt / abyde the lorde and do manfully / and let thy herte be enstrengthed , and suffre the lorde . Thou hast proued thyn owne prowesse howe it is of no force . Than humble nowe thy selfe vnder the puissaunt hande of god / and henseforth be more ware . Pacience is necessarie to the / without ceassynge pray / and the lorde shall heare the in due tyme . Aryse than and lay away al heuines from thy selfe / embrace the feete of the lorde , and he shall saue and delyuer the. These wordes sayd , she was rauyshed in to heuen / leauynge me enstrengthed and wonderfully conforted / whom forthwith with all my herte ensuenge , I stode before god . & fallyng downe before my sauiours feete , I sayd with a bolde confidence , ●to mihi in deum ꝓtectorem & in domuni retugii vt saluum me facias .

That is to say . Be vnto me a god protectour , and an house of refuge , that thou mayst saue me .

For thou god arte of all the greatest and the strongest , thou the redemer , & sauiour of all / thou the ꝓtectour of the faythfull / to the I flee boldely . Hope hath brought me in / hope , whiche thou so dearely doste loue / whom thou haste alwayes commended vnto vs / with her haue I not feared to come before thy face . I graunte I am vnworthy / but she drew me . I feared to approche nere for my manyfolde sinnes , but she hath encouraged me . Lo , she standethe before the / she beareth wytnesse / I speake to my lorde , being my selfe flesshe , and a synner / hope taughte me , and sayd to me , that boldely I shuld open my mouthe . Swete and gentle , qd she , is the lord , he wyll not dryue the away / he wyll not be angrye / he wyl gladly heare / what soeuer thou desirest he wyl gyue . I beleued / for whiche cause I spake . But consyderyng thy maiestie , I was greately humbled / and I sayd in my traunce / euery man is a lyar / I wyll neuer more truste in man , but in the onely / thou onely arte faythefull in all thy wordes / and euery man is a lyar . what shall I yelde the , oh lorde , for all that thou hast gyuen vnto me ? The cuppe of saluation I wyll take / for from henseforthe I wyll lyue not vnto me , but vnto the / doinge good for thy loue / I wyll suffre all euyls / I wyll not do this thrugh myn owne myghte / but I wyll call on the name of the lorde . My vowes I wyll yelde to all thy people . For in the syght of god the deathe of his sayntes is precious . Be than vnto me a god ꝓtectour , defende me from myn enemies . Myn enemies are my synnes , whiche ꝓuoke thy ryghtwysenes agaynst me . I shall not be able to stande agaynst them / yf thou dost not protecte me . Let thy mercy be my shylde lorde , & with the shylde of thy good wyll crowne me . I haue nothing to offre vnto him , wherwith I may tempre his furour , al that I bryng with me accuse me . wherfore I wyl offre thy passion lorde . Be not displeased lord god , but rather be vnto me god ꝓtectour , vnder thy wyngis ꝓtecte me , with thy shulders shadow me / & vnder thy fethers I wyl trust . what shal iustice do to me , if thou kepest me vnder thy protection ? She wyll holde her peace lorde , and put vp the swerde of her furie / she shall be made tame and gentle , seinge the goodnes of thy incarnation / beholdyng the woundes of thy passion / consyderyng the bloude of thy charitie / she wyll departe fro me , & say : Be mery sonne thou haste founde me / eate in peace / slepe & reste together with me . Be therfore lorde to me a god , protectour , an house of refuge , that in the tyme of rayne and storme , in tyme of temptations , I may flee vnto the / for in the onely is my helth / be thou vnto me a house of refuge / open vnto me thy syde persed with the speare , that I may entre the breste of so tender loue / in whiche I may be safe from the feblenes of spirite , & from tempest / hyde me in thy tabernacle / in the day of euyls protecte me in an angle of thy tabernacle / let it be the house of my refuge , that thou mayste make me safe / for I can not be but safe in the house of thy refuge / for thou hast put thy refuge moste hyghe / this place is well fensed / no enemyes is there feared / wolde god I myghte always abyde in it / who dwelleth in it can not be wounded . wherfore at all temptations , at all tribulations , at all necessities , open lorde vnto me the house of thy refuge / spreade abrode the bosome of thy tender loue / shewe forthe the bowels of thy mercy / that thou mayst make me safe / let not the tempter come thyther / let not the sclaunderer clyme vp / let not that noughtie accuser of his brethern approche / I shal be than sure without cure / yea alredye me thynketh I am excedyngly well and quiete . I thanke the good Iesu , that thou hast sente thy hope vnto me / whiche hath raysed me of duste and of donge , lyfte me vp , and set me before the , that thou shuldest be god , my protectour , and the house of my refuge , to th entent thou shuldest saue me . My mynde is troubled : Lo , heuynes is at hande , she commeth with the banner of iustice / from yesterdays conflicte / she departeth not / but she is defended with other weapons / for this nyghte she hath stolen away my weapons / and with my swerdis she hath gyrded her souldiers . wherfore vnweapened & weyke , what shall I do ? Lo howe bytterly she cryethe / with what assaute she setteth vpon me / what a trust she hath of the victorie . where , qd she , is thy protectour ? where is thy house of refuge ? wher is thy helthe ? Continuest styll in thy vayne hope ? Thy confortes procede but of imagination . Thou ymagynest god mercyfull / and thy protectour / and the house of thy refuge / and thou thynkest thou clymmest vp to heuen . Surely thou arte illuded of thy fantasye / and conforted with vayne hope . Thynkest that thou werte rauished vp to the thyrd heuen ? These are but dreames , Recounte with thy selfe howe greuous an offence is ingratitude . Doth not this drye vp the fountayn of mercy ? Remembre , Christe wepte for the citie of Hierusalem / and tolde afore the euyls that shulde fall vpon it , sayeng : The days shall come vpon the / and thyn enemies shall besege the , and compasse the aboute / and dryue the in to streytes / and beate the downe to the grounde / and thy chyldren that be in the / and they shall not leaue in the a stone vpon a stone . Nor the cause of so greate vengeaunce he kepte not close , but added it , sayeng : Bicause thou knewest not the tyme of thy visitation . Lo , ingratitude deserueth not only to be depriued of benefitis , but also greuously to be punyshed . Dothe not this belonge to the soule ? Dothe not Hierusalem often tymes in scripture signifieth the soule ? whiche whan it wyll not knowe the visitation of the lorde , is beseged with dyuels , and with sondry temptations , wherwith it is afflicte , falleth downe to earthly thingꝭ , is ꝓstrate , nor no good vertue , nor no good dede is lefte in it , whiche is not destroyed , for it is spoyled of all grace / neyther is it buylded agayne , she knoweth not the tyme of her visitation . Thou , truely , thou , I say , arte this citie , enryched of god with many & greate benefites , and thou acknowlegest it not , but werte vnkynde / he created the to his owne lykelynes / in myddes of his churche , not amonge the infidels he made the to be borne / he dyd set the in a floryshyng citie / with the water of baptisme he sanctified the / in a religious house he brought the vp . But thou rannest after thy lustes , in the vanitie of thy brayne thou walkedest / thou rannest downe in to depe synnes / the lorde called the , and thou answeredest not . He ofte aduertised the , and thou regardedst not his counsell . Howe ofte dyd he lyghten the ? Howe ofte dyd he turne the to thy herte ? How ofte dyd he awake the fro slepe ? He inuited the , and thou excusedest thy selfe / he plucked , and thou dydest resyst hym . At last his ineffable goodnes ouercome the. Thou dydest offende , and he visited the / thou fellest , and he plucte the vp / thou werte ignoraunt , and he taughte the / thou werte blynde , and he lyghtned the / from the rumble of the worlde / from the tempest of the see , he broughte the to quietenes , and to the porte of religion / he gaue the the habite of holy conuersation / he made the his preeste / he brought that to the scholes of his wysedome / and yet thou haste alwayes ben vnkynde / and negligently thou hast done the wyll of the lorde / whan yet thou knewest it wryten . Cursed is he that dothe the worke of the lorde negligently . Nor thus the goodnes of god dyd not leaue the , but alwaye broughte the gently to better / and whiche is moste of all , garnyshed that with knowlege of scripture , the worde of preachynge he put in thy mouthe / and dyd set the in the myddes of his people , as one of the greate & famous men . Thou , this notwithstandyng , taughteste other , and regardest not thy selfe / other thou healedest , & thy selfe thou sauedeste not / thou lyftedest vp thy herte in thy worshyp / and therfore thou hast loste thy wysedome in thy worshyp . Nought werte thou made , and nought shalte thou be for euermore . Knoweste thou not that the seruaunt knowyng the wyll of the lorde , and doing it not , shal be beaten with many strypes ? Dost not knowe that god resisteth the proude ? Howe fellest thou Lucifer / whiche dydest spring vp in the mornyng / whiche dydest wounde the gentyls / whiche saydeste in thy herte , I wyll clym vp to heuen . But thou werte plucked downe , to helle in to the depe of the lake / vnder the lyethe the mottes / and thy hyllyng is wormes . Thynkest thou nowe to fynde mercye , whiche haste offended many / whiche so ofte called and monyshed of god , woldest not answere ? where were than the iustice of god ? where were than the equitie of iudgement ? Mercy doth not alway folowe synners / she hath set her boundes . Is it not wryten : I haue called , and ye haue becked away / I haue spred abrode my handes , and there was none that wolde loke vpon me / ye haue despised my counsel , and neglected my increpations : I also in your decaye wyll laughe and ieste , whan that thynge that ye feared come vnto you ?

Lo , not alwayes mercy gyueth pardone to the synner . Doest not consydre the degrees of mercy to haue an ende / in the whiche , being adourned with so many benefites of god , dydest fall into the depe see / whiche garnished with so many graces / for thy pryde and vayneglory werte a sclaunder to the worlde ? Let not than vayne hope deceyue the , whom thou folowest / lyue henseforth after thy luste & appetite / be not punyshed bothe in this lyfe and in the other with eternall paynes . Chose to dwell with them , whiche leade theyr dayes in pleasure , and in a moment go downe to helle . Nor let not shame holde the backe . Take the foreheed of an harlot / let vs eate and drynke for to morowe shall we dye . Thy wounde is despayred on , it is made incurable . whan she had sayde these wordes , all the hooste cryed out with horrible voyces , and repeted her wordes , sayenge : Thy wounde is despayred on , and made vncurable .

I remembryng the aduertisementes of my mother , thoughe I was somwhat deiecte in mynde , yet to my power I plucked vp my selfe , and stode vpon my feete , lyftynge vp myn iyes to heuen , from whens I hoped for helpe . And lo , hope with a cherefull countenaunce furnyshed with diuine beames , descendyng from aboue sayde , who is that that enuolueth sentences with vnlerned wordis , which setteth boundes to infinite mercy ? whiche folyshe persone thinkest to beare the waters of the see in her handis . Hast thou not herde the lorde , sayeng : In what houre soeuer the sinner bewayleth his sinnes , none of all his inquities I wyll recorde ? what man is he that synneth not ? who can saye my herte is clene ? The Pater noster belongeth to all , in whiche all men are compelled to say : Dimitte nobis debita nostra . Forgyue vs our sinnes . Our lorde taught the apostles thus to praye . Dothe not than this prayer belonge to other ? th apostles receyued fyrste the holy ghoste . And why taughte he them thus to praye , yf they had no synne / and yf they had , who can glorifie that he is no synner ? Heare the beloued disciple of the lord . Yf we say , qd he , that we haue no sinnes , we begyle our selues , & trouth is not in vs . Iames the apostle . In many thingꝭ , qd he , we all offende . wherfore all haue synned , and nede the mercy of god , yea the holy men of god . For it is writen , Seuen tymes a day fall the iuste man , and he shal ryse agayne . wherfore mercy hath no limittes nor boundes . But so ofte as the synner lamenteth his gylte , so ofte he obteyneth mercye . Nor it skillethe not whether we speake of greate or of lytle offences . Thou hast fallen , aryse , and mercye shall take the vp . Thou shrynkest , calle , and mercy shall come vnto the. Agayne thou falleste , agayne thou shrynkeste / turne the to the lorde , and the bowelles of his pitie shall open to the. Thou falleste the thyrde tyme , and the fourthe . Knocke , crye , and mercye wyll not forsake the. As ofte as thou synnest , so ofte ryse agayne , & mercy shall haue none ende . why dost thou vpbrayde the benefites that thou haste taken , o thou wretched woman , heuynes ? Dyd not Dauid the greate prophete receyue many & greate benefites ? Of whom the lorde sayde , I haue founde a man accordynge to my herte : and yet he synned , & that greuously , as well in aduoutrie , as in the murderyng of a good and innocent persone / and yet the lorde ended not his mercy in hym . what bryngest thou the synne of pryde ? Dyd not Dauid lyfte vp his herte , & caused to numbre the people of Israel ? For he gloried as though he had ben a greate kynge and a myghtye in his owne strengthe and puissaunce / and yet he was not reiecte for this . why ? For he dyd not hyde his syn , he dyd not bost it as Sodoma dyd , but he sayd : I wyll confesse agaynst my selfe , myn iniustice to the lorde . wherfore mercye hath set no limites nor boundes vnto her selfe / but the wicked & dampned persones do set endes to them selues , that they may not passe vnto it , for she commeth to them but they dryue her away . wherfore it is writen : Thy perdition Israel is of thy selfe / of me only is thy helpe . Open thy mouthe , saythe mercy , and I wyll fylle it . Holde out thy bosome , & I wyll gyue the a good measure , and heaped full , and flowynge ouer . Continue in prayers and wepynge . For he that hath begon to loue the , and prouoke the with benefites and graces to his loue , wyl not leaue the , but gyue the encreast and perfourme rather his worke . what naturall cause begynneth a worke , & leaueth in the myd way ? The vertue of sede ceasseth not vntyll it hath broughte the frute to perfection . what byrde leaueth her yonge , before they be able to rule them selues ? why do they this ? what profite commeth vnto them of this ? None truelye but onely labour . Loue than compelleth the natural causes to brynge theyr effectes to perfection / goodnes compelleth them , whiche they couet to poure out / for goodnes alwayes diffundeth it selfe . If than the creatures do this , what shall the creator do ? for he is the selfe loue , he is infinite goodnes . Shall not he make perfecte his worke ? Heare the lorde Iesus , It is my worke , qd he , to do the wyll of hym the sente me , that I shulde make perfecte his worke . He than that began to loue the , with his giftes and free benefites to allure the vnto hym , to ●●ense the , and also to pourge the from synne . without doubte he wyll make perfecte his worke / for these be the preparations of euerlastynge lyfe . why therfore nowe whan thou fellest , werte thou not broused ? was it not bicause the lorde dyd put vnder his hande ? And why dyd he put vnder his hande ? why dyd he turne to the thy herte ? why dyd he prouoke the to repentaunce ? why dyd he conforte the ? was it not bicause he wolde make the cleaue & sticke vnto hym , and make the worthy his grace , & brynge the to euerlastyng lyfe ? These be not illusions , and thy imaginations / but diuine inspirations . But be it , let them be imaginations , be they not good ? Do they not come from the vertue of fayth ? wherfore syth all good issueth from god , vndoubtedly these imaginations are diuine illuminations . Reioyse therfore in these wordes . At these wordes my herte was so conforted , that for ioye I began to syng , sayeng .

Dominus illuminatio mea : et salus mea / quem timebo ?

Dns protector vite mee : a quo trepidabo ?

That is to say : The lorde is myn enlyghtnyng and my helthe , whom shall I feare ?

The lorde is the ꝓtectour of my lyfe , of whom shall I be abashed ?

At the feete of the lorde prostrate with wepynge I sayd , Lorde , though a felde be pytched agaynst me , my herte shall not feare / for my fortitude , & my refuge arte thou / and for thy names sake thou shalte bryng me out and nouryshe me .

An ende of the exsposition of Hierome of Ferrarie vpon the psalme of In te domine speraui , whiche preuented by deathe he coulde not fynyshe .

Mens cujusque is est Quisque

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