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A08229 Here begynneth the treatys of Nycodemus gospell; Gospel of Nicodemus. English. 1507 (1507) STC 18565; ESTC S121063 29,726 44

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god as I sayd here afore whan I was on lyue in the londe of zabulon and neptalē ouer the flume iordayn The peple that sat in darkenes saw grete bryghtnesse of lyght and that lyght was sente to them that sat in the shadowe of deth that was there as it had be a sterre shynȳge aboue upō vs And as we were ī this Ioye gladnesse of this lyght that shoke vpon vs there came to vs our fader Symeon and thus he sayd to vs with grete Ioye Gloryfy our lorde god Ihesu cryst our sauyour whiche I receyued a chylde in the temple and toke hym in my armes sayenge thus lete now thy seruaunt passe for myn eyen haue sene thy helth whan all the grete company of sayntes that were in hell herde this they were wonder Ioyfull and mery And after there came another man to vs. as it had bene an Ermyte and our forfader askyd hym what he was And he answered ayē and sayd I am a voyce of a prophet of an hye companye for I haue go afore the face of hys comynge and also to make redy the waye of his comynge and to yeue helth and connynge to his peple in the remyssyon of ther sȳnes And whan I sawe hym come to me / I was fulfylled with the holy gooste and thus I sayd see the lambe of godde and beholde hym that dothe awaye synne of the worlde and hym I haue baptysed in the flume Iordā vpon hym I sawe the holy goost descende in lykenesse of a doue And than I herde a voyce that fyll fro heuyn sayenge thus this is my son in whome grete plesynge is to me And nowe I am come afore hym to you to shewe to you the sōne of god is come fro hyghte for to delyuer vs that syt in derkenesse in the shadowe of deth abydynge his mercy whan that Adam our forfader was baptyzed anone he sayd to seth his son Tell to thy chyldren to patryarkes prophets that the Aungell sayd to the whan I sente the to the gates of paradyse that thou sholdest praye our lorde god that he wolde sende to me by his aungell of the frute of lyfe also of the oyle of mercy for to anoynte with all my membres suche tyme that I was fulfylled full of malady with sekenes Than Seth sterte vp sayd with an hyghe voyce As I was at the gatys of paradyse prayenge our lorde god of the oyle of mercy Oure lorde sente Mychaell his archaungell to me sayenge thus Oure lorde god hath sente me to the. Trauayle not for to haue the oyle of mercy to anoynt with Adam thy fader I do the to wete thou mayste not haue it vnto the laste day be complete of v. M. v. C. yere than shalle the son of god Ihesu cryste cōe vpon erth to reyse the body of Adam thy fader And the bodies of his holy sayntes And than shall he be baptyzed in flom Iordane And whā he comyth out of the water than he shal anoynte with the oyle of mercy all tho that shall beleue ī hȳ and than shall the son of god go downe to hell ād lede adam thy fader into paradyse to the tre of lyfe and mercy whan the patryarkes and prophetes herde this that Seth sayd thā they made grete Ioye and as they made grete Ioye Satan the prynce of hel and master of deth sayd to the master of turmētry Make the redy for to receyue Ihesu whiche that gloryfyed hym selfe to be the son of god And yet he is man that dredyth deth for he sayd my soule is heuy ageȳst deth This Ihesu hath wrought meny heuynes euyllys ayenst me for thē that I made blynde crokyd and lame and mezel he hath made hole by his worde And also the dede that I brought to the he hath reysed to lyfe Than the prynce of turmentrye answered to Sathan what is he that is so myghty by his worde And thou sayest that he is man that dredyth deth All that euer were myghty in erth thou hast brought them to my bōdome and be bownde in my poust yf he be so myghty ī māhode as thou sayest I saye to the he is so myghty in dyuynyte so ferforth that we may neuer do ageynste hym And yf that he sayd that he drad deth I saye to the that he wyll dysceyue the and ouercome the at alle tymes And than answered Sathan to the master of turmentre sayd why dredyst thou for to receyue myne aduersary and thyne I haue made the Iewes for to be ageynst hym And I haue made redy that he shall be smyt with and I haue made redy the tre that he shal be crucyfyed on ād .iii. nayles for to fast hym therto And I haue made a drynke with ezyll gall that he shal drȳke And I tel the that he shall be dede anone And I shall brynge hym bowde to the Than answered the prynce of turmentrye this that thou sayest that he by his myght hath take fro me them that were deed what hopyst thou he maye be that doth suche masterys by his worde I drede me parauenture that this was he that toke a way Lazare fro me and reysed hym that was .iiii. dayes dede whome that I helde bownde in my preson hym he yelded to lyfe by his worde Than answered Satā sayd I do the to were that he is the same Ihesu And whan the prynce of turmentrye herde this he sayd to Satan I conioure the by thy vertu and myne that thou brynge hym not here to me for whan I herde the cōmaundement of his worde I trembled and shoke for drede and all my fell seriauntis with me so that we ne myghte kepe lazare but he flowe fro vs as swyfte as it had be an Egle oute of the bondys that we had hym in and the erth that he laye in dede vndyd ād yalde hȳ quyke fro hym wenyste thou sathan for to holde suche a lorde that toke his seruaunt fro vs manger of vs by the vertue of his worde wyt thou well this without dowte yf thou brȳge hym hyder that is so myghty to saue almankynde he wyl put vs hence I saye satan and all tho that be shet in oure preson and strayned be ther syn in our bondis by hym they shal be delyuered and brought to euerlastynge lyfe And as they spoke thus togyder there came a voyce as it had bene douder of the holy goost and thus he sayd Attollite portas principes vr̄as ye prȳces of deth vnclosyth your gatys for the prynce of glorye shall entre therin And whan the prynce of hell herde this voyce they sayd to Satā Go hens fro vs and yf thou be myghty to fyght Go fyght with hym that is kynge of glorye And so hel kest Satan fro hym and than he sayd to his fel seriauntes shet myghtly your yatys with Iron barrys and fyghte myghtely and withstonde hym strongely that the kynge of blys come not herin