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A15049 [Whippet you priests] 1549 (1549) STC 25351.5; ESTC S2388 962 1

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♣ ♣ Vyce for to eshewe and all abhomination Ipocr●●ie Idolatry which is mans perdition O Lorde is not the merites of thy passion A sure seale of fre pardone and remyssion ♣ ♣ That once was shed for mans redemption Vpon the crosse was offered that high oblacion ¶ O Lorde thou dyddest thy fathers wrath pacify ♣ ●Obedient thou wast vnto a shamefull death For mans lyfe thou suffredest patiently Thou yeldest the gost as the scripture sayth And rose from death to lyfe the thyrde daye And sittest in heauen with great power maiestie ♣ ♣ Coequall with the father thys is no haye Makyng intercession for vs synners perpetuallye ¶ O Lorde howe long shall we wepe and crye For fault of foode to the soule spirituall Thy watchmen are dome and lie in theyr stye Their filthy liuyng it so abhomynable To fede thy flocke they take no care nor payne To teach or preach thy fathful testament ¶ O Lord thy word is our sure touch stone That leadeth mankynde to hys saluation ♣ ♣ Vyce for to eshewe and all abhomination Ipocrysie Idolatry which is mans perdition O Lorde is not the merites of thy passion A sure seale of fre pardone and remyssion ♣ ♣ That once was shed for mans redemption Vpon the crosse was offered that high oblacion ¶ O Lorde thou dyddest thy fathers wrath pacify ♣ ● Obedient thou wast vnto a shamefull death For mans lyfe thou suffredest patiently Thou yeldest the gost as the scripture sayth And rose from death to lyfe the thyrde daye And sittest in heauen with great power maiestie ♣ ♣ Coequall with the father thys is no naye Makyng intercéssion for vs synners perpetuallye ¶ O Lorde howe long shall we wepe and crye For fault of foode to the soule spirituall Thy watchmen are dome and lie in theyr stye whyppet you prestes and tourne you Vice and synne they wyll not rebuke Nor come to gods worde to warme you Where do you see more Idelnes vsed whippet you preestes and tourne you Then among you preestes whych shuld be refused And come to gods worde to warme you ❧ Yet they haue an other prety caste whippet you prestes and tourne you Which they play at the last Leaue that you preestes I warne you ❧ For than they do holde vp a cup whippet you prestes and tourne you And al the drinke they them selues drynke vp Leaue that you prestes I warne you ❧ Moreouer they teache theyr god to playe Whyppet you prestes and tourne you This waye and that waye Leaue that you prestes I warne you ☞ Now therfore I wyll with it be playne Whippet you prestes and tourne you They wyl not stycke to breake their god in twayne