Baleus prolocutor IF profyght maye growe most ChristeÌ„ audyeÌ„ce By knowlege of thynges whych are 〈…〉 And here for a tyme. Of moch more 〈…〉 AduauÌ„tage myght sprynge by the ser 〈…〉 ses heauenlye As those matters are that the Gospell specyfye Without whose knowledge no man to the truthe 〈…〉 Nor euer atteyne to the lyfe perpetuall For he that knoweth not the lyuynge God eter 〈…〉 The father the sonne and also the holye Ghost And what Christ suffered for redempcyon of vs all â–ª What he commaunded and taught in euery coost And what he forbode That man must nedes be lost And cleane secluded from the faythfull chosen sorte In the heauens aboue to hys most hygh dysconfo 〈…〉 Yow therfor good fryndes I louyngel 〈…〉 〈…〉 To waye soche matters as wyll be vttered h 〈…〉 Of whome ye maye loâ—e to haue no tryfelin 〈…〉 In fantasyes fayned nor soche lyfe gaudying But the thynges that shall your inwarde stoma 〈…〉 To reioyce in God for your iustyfycacyon And alone in Christ to hope for your saluacyon Yea first ye shall haue the eternall generacyon Of Christ lyke as Iohan in hys first chaptâ—â— wryght â–ª And consequentlye of man the first creacyon The abuse and fall through hys first ouersyght And the rayse agayne through Gods hygh grace myg 〈…〉 By promyses first whych shall be declared all Then by hys owne sonne the worker pryncypall After that Adam bywayleth here hys fall God wyll shewe mercye to euery generacyon And to hys kyngedome of hys great goodnesse call Hys elected spouse or faythfull congregacyon 〈…〉 shall apere by open protestacyon 〈…〉 from Christes birthe shall to hys deathe conclude 〈…〉 ne that therof wyll shewe the certytude Pater coelestis IN the begynnynge before the heauens were create In me and of me was my sonne seÌ„mpyternall With the holy Ghost in one degre or estate Of the hygh Godhed to me the father coequall 〈…〉 hys my sonne was with me one God essencyall â—â—â—hout separacyon at any tyme from me 〈…〉 God he is of equall dignyte 〈…〉 the begynnynge my sonne hath euer be 〈…〉 s father in one essencyall beynge 〈…〉 e create by hym in yche degre 〈…〉 earthe and haue their dyuerse workynge 〈…〉 power was neuer made anye thynge 〈…〉 wrought But through hys ordynaunce 〈…〉 e hys strength and whole contynuaunce 〈…〉 hym is the lyfe and the iust recoueraunce 〈…〉 Adam and hys whych nought but deathe deserued And thys lyfe to men is an hygh perseueraunce Or a lyght of faythe wherby they shall be saued And thys lyght shall shyne amonge the people darkened With vnfaythfulnesse Yet shall they not with hym take â—ut of wyllfull hart hys lyberall grace forsaâ—e Whych wyll compell me agaynst man for to make In my dyspleasure And sende plages of coreccyon Most greuouse and sharpe hys wanton lustes to slake By water and fyre by syckenesse and infeccyon Of pestylent sores molestynge hys compleccyon By troublouse warre by derthe and peynefull fearsenesse And after thys lyfe by an extreme heauynesse I well first begynne with Adam for hys lewdenesse Whych for an apple neglected my commaundement He shall contynue in laboure for hys rashenesse Hys onlye sweate shall prouyde hys food and rayment Yea yet must he haue a greatter ponnyshment Most terryble deathe shall brynge hym to hys ende To teache hym how he hys lorde God shall offende Hic praeceps in terram cadit Adamus ac post quartum uersum denuo resurgit Adam primus homo Mercyfull father thy pytiefull grace extende To me carefull wretche whych haue me sore abused Thy precept breakynge O lorde I mynde to amende If thy great goodnesse wolde now haue me excused Most heauenlye maker lete me not be refused Nor tast from thy syght for one pore synnefull cr 〈…〉 Alas I am frayle my whole kynde ys but slyme â–ª Pater coelestis I wott it is so yet art thu no lesse faultye ThaÌ„ thu haddyst bene made of matter moch more worthye I gaue the reason and wytte to vnderstande The good from the euyll And not to take on hande Of a braynelesse mynde the thynge whych I forbad the. Adam primus homo Soch heauye fortune hath chefelye chaunced me For that I was left to myne owne lyberte Pater coelestis Then thu art blamelesse and the faulte thu layest to me Adam primus homo Naye all I ascribe to my owne imbecyllyte No faulte in the lorde but in my infirmyte And want of respect in soche gyftes as thu gauest me Pater coelestis For that I put the at thyne owne lyberte Thu oughtest my goodnesse to haue in more regarde Adam primus homo Auoyde it I can not thu layest it to me so harde Lorde now I perceyue what power is in man And strength of hymselfe whan thy swete grace is absent He must nedes but fall do he the best he can And daunger hymselfe as apâ—reth euydent For I synned not so longe as thu wert present But whan thu wert gone I fell to synne by and by And the dyspleased Good lorde I axe the mercy Pater coelestis Thu shalt dye for it with all thy posteryte Adam primus homo 〈…〉 faulte good lorde auenge not thy self on me 〈…〉 but a worme or a fleshelye vanyte Pater coelestis I saye thu shalt dye with thy whole posteryte Adam primus homo Yet mercy swete lorde yf anye mercy maye be Pater coelestis I am immutable I maye change no decre Thu shalt dye I saye without anye remedye Adam primus homo Yet gracyouse father extende to me thy mercye And throwe not awaye the worke whych thu hast create To thyne owne Image But auert from me thy hate Pater coelestis But art thu sorye from bottom of thy hart Adam primus homo Thy dyspleasure is to me most heauye smart Pater coelestit Than wyll I tell the what thu shalt stycke vnto Lyfe to recouer and my good fauer also Adam primus homo Tell it me swete lorde that I maye therafter go Pater coelestis Thys ys my couenaunt to the and all thy ofsprynge For that thu hast bene deceyued by the serpent I wyll put hatred betwixt hym for hys doynge And the woman kynde They shall herafter dyssent Hys sede with her sede shall neuer haue agrement â–ª Her sede shall presse downe hys heade vnto the grounde Slee hys suggestyons and hys whole power confounde Cleaue to thys promyse with all thy inwarde powre Fyrmelye enclose it in thy remembraunce fast Folde it in thy faythe with full hope daye and houre And thy saluacyon it wyll be at the last That sede shall clere the of all thy wyckednesse past And procure thy peace with most hygh grace in my syghe Se thu trust to it and holde not the matter lyght Adam primus homo Swete lorde the promyse that thy self here hath made me Of thy mere goodnesse and not of my deseruynge In my faythe I trust shall so establyshed be By helpe of thy grace
that it shall be remaynynge So longe as I shall haue here contynuynge And shewe it I wyll to my posteryte That they in lyke case haue therby felycyte Pater coelestis For a closynge vp take yet one sentence with the. Adam primus homo At thy pleasure lorde all thynges myght euer be Pater coelestis For that my promyse maye haue the deper effect In the faythe of the and all thy generacyon Take thys sygne with it as a seale therto connect Crepe shall the Serpent for hys abhomynacyon The woman shall sorowe in paynefull propagacyon Like as thu shalt fynde thys true in outwarde workynge So thynke the other though it be an hydden thynge Adam primus homo Incessaunt praysynge to the most heauenlye lorde For thys thy socoure and vnderserued kyndenesse Thu byndest me in hart thy gracyouse gyftes to recorde And to beare in mynde now after my heauynesse The brute of thy name with inwarde ioye and gladnesse Thu dysdaynest not as wele apereth thys daye To fatche to thy folde thy first shepe goynge a straye Most myghtye maker thu castest not yet awaye Thy synnefull feruaunt whych hath done most offence It is not thy mynde for euer I shuld decaye But thu reseruest me of thy benyuolence And hast prouyded for me a recompence By thy appoyntment like as I haue receyued In thy stronge promyse here openlye pronounced Thys goodnesse dere lorde of me is vndeserued I so declynynge from thy first instytucyon At so lyght mocyons To one that thus hath swerued What a lorde art thu to geue soche retrybucyon I damnable wretche deserued execucyon Of terryble deathe without all remedye And to be put out of all good memorye I am enforced to reioyce here inwardelye An ympe though I be of helle deathe and dampnacyon Through my owne workynge For I consydre thy mercye And pytiefull mynde for my whole generacyon It is thu swete lorde that workest my saluacyon And my recouer Therfor of a congruence From hens thu must haue my hart and obedyence Thought I be mortall by reason of my offence And shall dye the deathe like as God hath appoynted Of thys am I sure through hys hygh influence At a serten daye agayne to be reuyued From grounde of my hart thys shall not be remoued I haue it in faythe and therfor I wyll synge Thys Antheme to hym that my saluacyon shall brynge Tunc sonora uoce prouolutis genibus Antiphonam incipit O Sapientia Quam prosequetur chorus cum organis eo interim exeunte Vel sub eodem tono poterit sic Anglice cantari Oeternal Sapyence that procedest from the mouthe of hyghest reachynge fourth with a great power froÌ„ the beg 〈…〉 nynge to the ende with heauenlye swetnesse dysposynge aâ—â— creatures come now and enstruct vs the true waye of thy godlye prudence Finit Actus primus Actus secundus Pater coelestis I haue bene moued to stryke man dyuerselye Sens I lefte Adam in thys same earthly mansyon For whyc he hath done to me dyspleasures manye And wyll not amende hys lyfe in anye condycyon No respect hath he to my worde nor monycyon But doth what hym lust without dyscrete aduysement And wyll in no wyse take myne aduertysement Cain hath slayne Abel hys brother an innocent Whose bloude from the earthe doth call to me for vengeauÌ„ce My children with mennis so carnallye consent That their vayne workynge is vnto me moche greuaunce Mankynde is but fleshe in hys whole dallyaunce All vyce encreaseth in hym contynuallye Nothynge he regardeth to walke vnto my glorye My hart abhorreth hys wylfull myserye Hys cankred malyce hys cursed couetousenesse Hys 〈◊〉 lecherouse hys vengeable tyrannye 〈◊〉 â—â—rcyfull mourther and other vngodlynesse â—yll destroye hym for hys outragyousnesse â—nd not hym onlye but all that on earthe do stere â—or it repenteth me that euer I made them here Iustus Noah Most gentyll maker with hys fraylenesse sumwhat beare Man is thy creature thy selfe can not saye naye Though thu ponnysh hym to put hym sumwhat in feare Hys faulte to knowledge yet seke not hys decaye Thu mayest reclayme hym though he goeth now astraye And brynge hym agayne of thy abundaunt grace To the folde of faythe he acknowlegynge hys trespace Pater coelestis Thu knowest I haue geuen to hym conuenyent space With laufull warnynges yet he amendeth in no place The naturall lawe whych I wrote in hys harte He hath outraced all goodnesse puttynge a parte Of helthe the couenaunt whych I to Adam made He regardeth not but walketh a damnable trade Iustus Noah All thys is true lorde I can not thy wordes reproue Lete hys weakenesse yet thy mercyfull goodnesse moue Pater coelestis No weakenesse is it but wylfull workynge all That reigneth in man through mynde dyabolycall He shall haue therfor lyke as he hath deserued Iustus Noah Lose hym not yet lorde though he hath depelye swerued I knowe thy mercye is farre aboue hys rudenesse Beynge infynyte as all other thynges are in the. Hys folye therfor now pardone of thy goodnesse And measure it not beyonde thy godlye pytie Esteme not hys faulte farder than helpe maye be But graunt hym thy grace as he offendeth so depelye The to remembre and abhorrre hys myserye Of all goodnesse lorde remembre thy great mercye To Adam and Eue breakynge thy first commaundement Them thu releuedest with thy swete promyse heauenlye Synnefull though they were and their lyues neglygent I knowe that mercye with the is permanent And wyll be euer so longe as the worlde endure Than close not thy hande from man whych is thy creature Beynge thy subiect he is vndreneth thy cure Correct hym thu mayest and so brynge hym to grace All lyeth in thy handes to leaue or to allure Bytter deathe to geue or graunte most suffren solace Vtterlye from man auerte not then thy face But lete hym sauer thy swete benyuolence Sumwhat though he fele thy hande for hys offence Pater coelestis My true seruauÌ„t Noah thy ryghtousnesse doth moue me Sumwhat to reserue for mannys posteryte Though I drowne the worlde yet wyll I saue the lyues Of the and thy wyfe thy iij. sonnes and their wyues And of yche kynde two to maynteyne yow herafter Iustus Noah Blessed be thy name most myghtye mercyfull maker With the to dyspute it were vnconuenyent Pater coelestis Whye doest thu saye so Be bolde to speke thy intent Iustus Noah Shall the other dye without anye remedye Pater coelestis I wyll drowne them all for their wylfull wycked folye That man herafter therby maye knowe my powre And feare to offende my goodnesse daye and houre Iustus Noah As thy pleasure is so myght it alwayes be For my helthe thu art and sowles felycyte Pater coelestis After that thys floude haue had hys ragynge passage Thys shall be to the my couenaunt euerlastynge The sees and waters so farre neuermore shall rage As all fleshe to drowne I wyll so tempre their workynge Thys sygne wyll I adde also to confirme the thynge
out of thy boke Pater coelestis Those great blasphemers shall out of my boke cleane But thu shalt not so for I knowe what thu doest meane Conduct my people myne Angell shall assyst the That synne a◠a daye wyll not vncorrected be And for the true zele that thu to my people hast I adde thys couenaunt vnto my promyses past Rayse them vp I wyll a prophete from amonge them Not onlyke to the to speake my wordes vnto them Who so heareth not that he shall speake in my name I wyll reuenge it to hys perpetuall shame The passe ouer lambe wyll be a token iust Of thys stronge couenaunt Thys haue I clerelye dyscust In my appoyntment thys houre for your delyueraunce Moses sanctus Neuer shall thys thynge depart from my remembraūce Laude be for euer to the most mercyfull lorde Whych neuer with drawest from man thy heauenlye cōfort But from age to age thy benefytes doth recorde What thy goodnesse is and hath bene to hys sort As we fynde thy grace so ought we to report And doubtlesse it is to vs most bounteouse Yea for all our synnes most rype and plenteouse Abraham our father founde the benyuolouse So ded good Isaac in hys dystresse amonge To Iacob thu wert a gyde most gracyouse Ioseph thu sauedest from daungerouse deadlye wronge Melchisedech and Iob felt thy great goodnesse stronge So ded good Sara rebecca and fayre Rachel With Sephora my wyfe the doughter of Raguel To prayse the swete lorde my faythe doth me compell For thy couenauntes sake wherin rest our saluacyon The sede of promyse all other sedes excell For therin remayneth our full iustyfycacyon From Adam and Noah in Abrahams generacyon That sede procureth Gods myghty grace and powre For the same sedes sake I wyll synge now thys howre Clara tunc uoce Antiphonam incipit O Emanuel quam chorus ut prius prosequetur cum organis Vel Anglice canat O hygh kynge Emanuel our lege lorde the longe expectacyon of Gentyles and the myghtye sauer of their multytude the helthe and consolacyon of synners come now for to saue vs as our lorde and our redemer Finit actus Quartus Incipit actus quintus Pater coelestis FOr all the fauer I haue shewed Israel Delyuerynge her from Pharaoes tyrannye And geuynge the lande fluentem lac mel Yet wyll she not leaue her olde ydolatrye Nor knowe me for God I abhorre her myserye Vexed her I haue with battayles and decayes Styll must I plage her I se non other wayes Dauid rex pius Remembre yet lorde thy worthye seruaunt Moses Walkynge in thy syght without rebuke of the. Both Aaron Ietro Eleazar and Phinees Euermore feared to offende thy mageste Moch thu acceptedest thy seruaunt Iosue Caleb and Othoniel sought the with all their hart Aioth end Sangar for thy folke ded their part Gedeon and Thola thy enemyes put to smart Iayr and Iephte gaue prayses to thy name These to leaue ydolles thy people ded coart Samson the strongest for hys part ded the same Samuel and Nathan thy messages ded proclame What though fearce Pharao wrough myschef in thy syght He was a pagane laye not that in our syght I wote the Beniamytes abused the wayes of ryght So ded Helyes sonnes and the sonnes of Samuel Saul in hys offyce was slouthfull daye and nyght Wycked was Semei so was Achirophel Measure not by them the faultes of Israel Whom thu hast loued of longe tyme so inteyrlye But of thy great grace remyt her wycked folye Pater coelestis I can not abyde the vyce of ydolatrye ▪ Though I shuld suffer all other vyllanye Whan Iosue was dead that sort from me ded fall To the worshyppynge of Asteroth and Baal Full vncleane ydolles and monsters bestyall Dauid rex pius For it they haue had thy ryghteouse ponnyshment And for as moch as they ded wyckedly consent To the Palestynes and Chananytes vngodlye Idolaters takynge to them in matrymonye Thu threwest them vndre the kynge of Mesopotamye After thu subduedest them for their Idolatrye Eyghtene years to Eglon the kynge of Moabytes And xx years to Iabin the kynge of Chananytes Oppressed they were vij years of the Madyanytes And xviij years vexed of the cruell Ammonytes In iii. great battayles of iij. score thousand and fyue Of thys thy people not one was left alyue Haue mercye now lorde and call them to repentaunce Pater coelestis So longe as they synne so lōge shall they haue greuaūce Dauid my seruaunt sumwhat must I saye to the For that thu latelye hast wrought soch vanyte Dauid rex pius Spare not blessed lorde but saye thy pleasure to me Pater coelestis Of late dayes thu hast mysused Bersabe The wyfe of Vrye and slayne hym in the fyelde Dauid rex pius Mercye lorde mercye for doubtlesse I am defyelde Pater coelestis I constytute the a kynge ouer Israel And the preserued from Saul whych was thy enemye Yea in my fauer so moch thu dedyst excell That of thy enemyes I gaue the vyctorye Palestynes and Syryanes to the came trybutarye Why hast thu then wrought soch folye in my syght Despysynge my worde agaynst all godlye ryght Dauid rex pius I haue synned lorde I besyche the pardon me Pater coelestis Thu shalt not dye Dauid for thys inyquyte For thy repentaunce But thy sonne by Bersabe Shall dye for as moch as my name is blasphemed Amonge my enemyes and thu the worse estemed From thy howse for thys the swerde shall not depart Dauid rex pius I am sorye lorde from the bottom of my hart Pater coelestis To further anger thu doest me yet compell Dauid rex pius For what matter lorde I besyche thy goodnesse tell Pater coelestis Why dedest thu numbre the people of Israel Supposest in thy mynde therin thu hast done well Dauid rex pius I can not saye naye but I haue done vndyscretelye To forget thy grace for a humayne pollycye Pater coelestis Thu shalt of these iij. chose whych plage thu wylt haue For that synnefull acte that I thy sowle maye saue A scarsenesse vij years or els iij. monthes exyle Eyther for iij. dayes the pestylence most vyle For one thu must haue there is no remedye Dauid rex pius Lorde at thy pleasure for thu art full of mercye Pater coelestis Of a pestylence then iij. score thousand and ten In iij. dayes shall dye of thy most puysaunt men Dauid rex pius Oh lorde it is I whych haue offended thy grace Spare them and not me for I haue done the trespace Pater coelestis Though thy synnes be great thy inwarde hartes cōtrycyon Doth moue my stomake in wonderfull condycyon I fynde the a man accordynge to my hart Wherfor thys promyse I make the ere I depart A frute there shall come forth yssuynge from thy bodye Whom I wyll aduaunce vpon thy seate for euer Hys trone shall become a seate of heauenlye glorye Hys worthy scepture from ryght wyll not dysseuer Hys
Abraham fidelis Great are thy graces in the generacyon of Sem. Pater coelestis Well Abraham well for thy true faythfulnes Now wyll I geue the my couenaunt or thirde promes Loke thu beleue it as thu couetyst ryghtuousnesse Abraham fidelis Lorde so regarde me as I receyue it with gladnesse Pater coelestis Of manye peoples the father I wyll make the All generacyons in thy sede shall be blessyd As the starres of heauen so shall thy kynered be And by the same sede the worlde shall be redressed In cyrcumcysyon shall thys thynge be expressed As in a sure seale to proue my promyse true Prynt thys in thy faythe and it shall thy sowle renue Abraham fidelis I wyll not one Iote Lorde from thy wyll dyssent But to thy pleasure be alwayes obedyent Thy lawes to fullfyll and most precyouse commaundement Pater coelestis Farwele Abraham for heare in place I leaue the. Abraham fidelis Thankes wyll I rendre lyke as it shall behoue me Euerlastynge prayse to thy most gloryouse name Whych sauedyst Adā through faythe in thy swete promes Of the womannys sede And now confirmest the same In the sede of me Fosoth great is thy goodnes I can not perceyue but that thy mercye is endles To soch as feare the in euery generacyon For it endureth without abreuyacyon Thys haue I prynted in depe consyderacyon No worldly matter can race it out of mynde For ones it wyll be the fynall restauracyon Of Adam and Eue with other that hath synde Yea the sure helthe and rayse of all mankynde Helpe haue the faythfull therof though they be infect They condempnacyon where as it is reiect Mercyfull maker my crabbed voyce dyrect That it maye breake out in some swete prayse to the And suffre me not thy due lawdes to neglect But lete me shewe forth thy commendacyons fre Stoppe not my wynde pypes but geue them lyberte To sounde to thy name whych is most gracyouse And in it reioyce with hart melodyouse Tunc alta uoce canit Antiphonam O rex gentium choro candem prosequente cum organis ut prius Vel Anglice hoc modo O most myghtye gouernour of thy people and in hart most desyred the harde rocke and true corner stone that of two maketh one vnynge the Iewes with the gentyles in one churche come now and releue mankynde whom thu hast fourmed of the vyle earthe Finit actus tertius Incipit actus Quartus Pater coelestis STyll so increaseth the wyckednesse of man That I am moued with plages hym to confounde ▪ Hys weakenesse to ayde I do the best I can Yet he regardeth me no more than doth an hounde My worde and promyse in hys faythe taketh no grounde He wyll so longe walke in hys owne lustes at large That nought he shall fynde hys folye to dyscharge Sens Abrahams tyme whych was my true elect Ismael haue I founde both wycked fearce and cruell And Esau in mynde with hatefull muther infect The sonnes of Iacob to lustes vnnaturall fell And into Egypte ded they their brother sell. Laban to ydolles gaue faythfull reuerence Dina was corrupt through Sichems vyolence Ruben abused hys fathers concubyne Iudas gate chyldren of hys owne doughter in lawe Yea her in my syght went after a wycked lyne Hys sede Onanspylte hys brothers name to withdrawe Achan lyued here without all godlye awe And now the chyldren of Israel abuse my powre In so vyle maner that they moue me euerye howre Moses sanctus Pacyfye thy wrathe swete lorde I the desyre As thu art gentyll benygne and pacyent Lose not that people in fearcenesse of thyne yre For whom thu hast shewed soche tokens euydent Conuertynge thys rodde into a lyuelye serpent And the same serpent into thys rodde agayne Thy wonderfull power declarynge very playne For their sakes also puttest Pharao to payne By ten dyuerse plages as I shall here declare By bloude frogges lyce by flyes death botche blayne By hayle by grassoppers by darkenesse and by care By a Soden plage all their first gotten ware Thu flewest in one nyght for hys fearce cruelnesse From that thy people witholde not now thy goodnesse Pater coelestis I certyfye the my chosen seruaunt Moses That people of myne is full of vnthankefuln 〈…〉 Moses sanctus Dere lorde I knowe it alas yet waye their weaken 〈…〉 And beare with their faultes of thy great bounteousnesse In a flamynge bushe hauynge to them respect Thu appoyntedest me their passage to direct And through the reade see thy ryght hande ded vs lede Where Pharaoes hoost the floude ouerwhelmed in dede Thu wentest before them in a shynynge cloude all daye And in the darke nyght in fyre thu shewedest their waye Thu sentest them Manna from heauen to be their food Out of the harde stone thu gauest them water good Thu appoyntedest them a lande of mylke and honye Lete them not perysh for want of thy great mercye Pater coelestis Content they are not with foule nor yet with fayre But murmour and grudge as people in dyspayre As I sent Manna they had it in dysdayne Thus of their welfare they manye tymes complayne Ouer Amalech I gaue them the vyctorye Moses sanctus Most gloryouse maker all that is to thy glorye Thu sentest them also a lawe from heauen aboue And daylye shewedest them manye tokens of great loue The brasen serpent thu gauest them for their healynge And Balaams curse thu turnedest into a blessynge I hope thu wylt not dysdayne to helpe them styll Pater coelestis I gaue them preceptes whych they wyll not fulfyll Nor yet knowledge me for their God and good lorde So do their vyle dedes with their wycked hartes accorde Whyls thu hast talked with me famylyarlye 〈…〉 mountayne the space but of dayes fortye 〈…〉 ghtes all they haue forgotten clerelye 〈…〉 are turned to shamefull ydolatrye For their God they haue sett vp a golden calfe Moses sanctus Lete me saye sumwhat swete father in their behalfe Pater coelestis I wyll first conclude and then saye on thy mynde For that I haue founde that people so vnkynde Nor one of them shall enioye the promyse of me For enterynge the lande but Caleb and Iosue Moses sanctus Thy eternall wyll euermore fulfylled be For dysobedyence thu shewest the sonnes of Aaron The earthe swellowed in both Dathan and Abiron The adders ded stynge other wycked persones els In wonderfull nombre Thus hast thu ponnyshed rebels Pater coelestis Neuer wyll I spare the cursed inyquyte Of ydolatrye for no cause thu mayst trust me Moses sanctus Forgeue them yet lorde for thys tyme if it maye be Pater coelestis Thynkest thu that I wyll so sone change my decre No No frynde Moses so lyght thu shalt not fynde me I wyll ponnysh them all Israel shall it se. Moses sanctus I wote thy people hath wrought abhomynacyon Worshyppynge false goddes to thy honours derogacyon Yet mercyfullye thu mayest vpon them loke And if thu wylt not thrust me