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A11539	An exposition after the maner of a co[n]templacyon vpon ye .li. psalme, called Miserere mei Deus; Expositio in psalmos Miserere me Deus. English	Savonarola, Girolamo, 1452-1498.; Marshall, William, fl. 1535.	1534 (1534)	STC 21789.3; ESTC S106805	28,705	66

able to make it This grace cometh onely from the in to the soule through thy creacyon / it is the beautye of a pure herte / it draweth vnto him al vertue and expelleth all vyce / therfore create in me Oh god a pure herte through thy grace and make a newe an vpryght spirite in my bowels ¶ For thy spyryte shall leade me in to a ryghte waye / whiche shall purge me from all erthy affectes and shall lyfte me vp vnto heuenlye thynges The louer and the thynge that is loued are bothe of one nature He that loueth bodelye thynges is worldly / but he that loueth spirituall thyngꝭ is spirituall Beue me aspirite that maye loue the and worshyppe the / the most hye spirite / for god is a spirite and they which worshyp hym muste worshyp hym in the spiryte and verite Beue me an vpryghte spiryte not sekyng his owne spirite profyt and glorye / but the wyll and glorye of god renewe an vpryghte spirite within me / renewe it / for my synnes haue quenched the first that thou gauest me Beue me nowe a newe spiryte that it maye redresse that thynge whiche is inueterate / my soule is also a spirite and so made of the that of hir selfe she is ryghte / for of hir owne nature she loueth the aboue hir selfe and desireth all thynges for thy glory / so that hir owne naturall loue is ryght / for it cometh of the but of hir owne frowarde wyl it is inueterate and polluted causing hir natural loue to decay Make newe therfore this spirite this loue through thy grace that it maye walke in the ryght waye accordyng to his nature renue it I saye that it maye euer enflame me with heuēly loue / that it may euer cause me to sighe vnto the / to enbrace the contynually and neuer to forsake the. Caste me not away from thy face / and thy holy ghost take not from me ¶ Beholde lorde I stande before thy face that I maye fynde mercy I stonde before thy benigne goodnes lokynge for thy fauorable aunswere / caste me not confused frome thy face who came euer lorde vnto the / and wente away confused who euer desyred thy fauour / and wente without it Surelye thou passeste in thy aboundamte pytye bothe the deseruynges and also the desyres of them that pray vnto the / for thou gyuest more then men can desyre ye or vnderstonde when they haue it It was neuer herde that thou dydest caste awaye frome thy face ony man that euer came vnto th● Shall I oh lorde be the fyrste that shall be caste away frome thy face and vtterly confounded wylt thou begynne at me to cōfounde them that come vnto the wylt thou neuer more haue mercye and compassyon god forbydde The woman of canane folowed the / she cried and made piteous noyse she moued the dyscyples vnto cōpassyon / and thou hyldest thy peace / she contynued knockynge / she worshypped the and sayd Lorde helpe me / neyther yet woldest thou answere Thy dyscyples entreated for her sayenge let her go for she cryeth after vs. But what was thyn answer lorde I pray the / what dydst thou answere forsoothe y● she wepte in vayne laboured for nought for thou saydst that thou wast not sent but vnto the shepe that were peryshed of the house of Israel What sholde this woman do when she herde these wordes verelye euen dyspeyre as concernynge the grace that she requyred and yet dispeyred she not / but trustynge in thy meercye prayed yet agayne sayenge Lorde helpe me / vnto whose importunyte Lorde thou answeredst / it is not good to take the chyldrens breede and caste it to houndes as thoughe thou sholdest haue geuē her a full answere and sayd departe from me / you Canaanites at w●ges / ye are Idolatres / the precious gyftes of heuenly fauour perteyne not vnto you / I ought not to take them away from the iewes which worship tho true and liuyng god / and to geue them to such dogges as ye are whiche worshyp ydols and deuyls What shalt thou now do thou woman of Canaan thou mayste nowe be a shamed and gette the away / for the lorde is angry not with the alone / but also thy hole nacyon Oh lorde god / who wolde not haue bene cōfounde haue pyked hym away at these thy wordes who wolde not haue mumbled and grudged agaygst the who wolde not haue iudged the to be cruell And yet did this woman contynue styll in prayer She cast not away hir confydence / she toke not these harde wordes heuelye / she was not angry / but she hūbled hir self the more and abode styll in hir petycyon and sayde with good fyaunce It is truthe lorde that thou sayest / but I axe no breed / I axe not the fauoure that the chyldrene sholde haue I am a lytle whelpe and desyre the cromes which fal frō the childrens table Let them floryshe aboundde with myracles other gracioꝰ fauours / but let not me be destitute of th● crūme of grace that my doughter maye be delyuerd frome the fendes possessyon for the whelpes do eate of the crūmes which fall from theyr masters tables / Beholde what faythe / what trust and what humylyte was in this woman / therfore thou not dyspleased with her importunate instaunce / but reioysynge in her excellent cōstauncye dydst saye O woman greate is thy fayth / be it vnto the as thou wylte Why are these thynges wryten lord god that we may lerne to trust in the that we may humbly and deuoutlye contynew in prayer / for thou wylte geue it yf men be greadye But the kyngdome of heuen suffereth vyolence / and they the make vyolence vnto it catche it / for what thynges so euer are wryten are wryten for our lernynge the thrughe patience and confort of the scryptures we maye haue hope Laste me not therfore lorde from thy face / which stonde wepynge and waylynge daye and nyght before thy face / not that thou sholdest delyuer me frome the bodelye oppressyon of deuylles / but that thou wylte delyuer my soule frome his spyrytuall power and domynyon Let me not be shamed O swere Iesu for in the onely haue I trusted I haue no helthe nor confort but in the o lorde for all haue forsaken me / euen my bretherne childrē haue cast me of / myn own bowels abhorre me I haue none othee helper / but only the / Last me not therfore away frō thy face / and take not thy holye spirite fro me There is no man which can say the Iesus is the lorde but the holy ghost / therfore yf I cal vpon the lorde Iesu / that do I in the holy ghoste Yf I be sorye for my synnes whiche are passed / yf I are forgyuenesse / this do I verely by the holy ghoste Therfore I beseche the take not fro me thy holye ghoste / but that it maye be with me / and laboure with me / for we wore

¶ An exposition after the maner of a cōtemplacyon vpon the .li. psalme called Miserere mei Deus ALas wretche the I am / confortlesse forsaken of all men / which haue offended both heuen earth Whether shall I go or whether shall I turne me To who shall I flye for socoure Who shall haue pytye or cōpassion on me vnto heuē dare I not lifte vp myne eyes / for I haue greuously synned agaynst it And in the earthe can I fynde no place of defence / for I haue bene noysom vnto it What shall I nowe do shall I despayre God forbyd full mercyfull is god / and my sauiour is meke and louyng / therfore only god is my refuge he wyll not despyse his creature neither forsake his owne ymage Vnto the therfore most meke and merciful god come I all sad and sorowfull for thou onely art my hope / and thou art onely the toure of my defence But what shall I say vnto the / syth I dare not lyft vp myne eyes I wyll poure oute the wordes of sorowe / I wyll hartelye beseche the for mercye and wyll saye Haue mercy vpon me oh god accordynge to thy greate mercye ¶ God whiche dwellest in lyghte that no man can attayne / God whiche art hid and canst not be sene with bodely eyes / nor cōprehended with ony vnderstondynge that euer was made / nether expressed with the tongues of men or angels My god the / which art incomprehensible do I seke the which canst not be expressed do I cal vpon what thinge so euer thou art which art in euery place I knowe that thou art the most hye excellent thyng yf thou be a thynge / and not rather the cause of all thynge yf I may so call the for I fynde no name by the whiche I maye name or expresse thyne in enarrable maiesty God I saye whiche art all thynges that are in the for thou art euen thyne owne wysdom thy power and thy moste gloriouse felycyte Seynge therfore that thou art mercyful what art thou but euen the very mercy it selfe And what am I / but very myserye Beholde therfore a god whiche art mercye beholde myserye is before the what shalt thou do mercye truely thy worke canst thou do otherwyse then thy nature is And what is thy worke verely to take awaye mysery and to lyfte vp them that are in wretched condicyon therfore haue mercy on me oh god God I saie whiche art mercye take awaye my misery / take awaye my synnes for they are myne extreme miserye Lyfte vp me which am so miserable / shew thy worke in me and exersyse thy power vpon me One depth requireth another the depthe of myserye requireth the depthe of mercye The depthe of synne axeth the depthe of grace fauoure Greater is the depthe of mercy then the depth of mserye Let therfore the one depth swalow vp the other Let the botomlesse depthe of mercye swalow vp the profounde depth of myserye ¶ Haue mercy on me oh god according to thy greate mercye Not after the mercye of men whiche is but small but after thyne owne mercy whiche is greate which is vnmesurable which is incōprehēsible which passeth all synnes without comparison Accordynge to that thy greate mercy with the whiche thou hast so loued the world that thou woldest geue thyne only sonne What mercye can be greater What loue can be more Who can despayre Who shulde not haue good confidence God was made mā and crucyfied for men Therfore haue mercye on me oh God accordynge to this thy greate mercye by the whiche thou hast geuen thy sonne for vs by whiche throughe hym thou haste taken awaye the synne of the worlde by whiche through his crosse thou haste lyghtened all men by whiche through hym thou hast redressed all thynges in heuen and erth Wash me oh lorde in his bloude lyghten me in his humilite / redresse me in his resurreccion Haue mercye on me oh god not after thy smal mercy for that is but thy small mercy in comparison when thou helpest men of theyr bodely euylles but it is greate when thou forgeuest synnes and dost eleuate men by thy fauoure aboue the toppe of the erth Euen so Lorde haue mercye on me accordinge to this thy greate mercye that thou turne me vnto the that thou put out my synnes that thou iustefie me by thy grace fauoure And accordinge to the multitude of thy compassions wype awaye myne iniquite ¶ Thy mercy lorde is the habundaunce of thy pytye by the whiche thou lokest gentely on the poore and wretched Thy compassions are the workes and processes of thy mercy Marie Magdalene came vnto thy fete good Iesu she wasshed thē with her teares wyped thē with her here thou forgauest her and sentest her awaye in peace this was Lorde one of thy compassions Petre denyed the and forsoke the with an othe / thou lokedste vpō hym and he wepte bitterly / thou forgaueste hym and madeste hym one of the chyef amonge thyne Apostles this was lorde a nother of thy cōpassions The these on the crosse was saued with one worde Paule in the furious wodnes of his persecution was called and by by fulfylled with the holy ghoste these are lorde thy compassions The tyme shulde fayle me yf I sholde numbre all thy merciable cōpassions for loke how many ryghtwyse men there be so many at thy godly compassions There is none that can glorye in hym selfe Let them all come that at ryghtwyse other in erth or in heauen and let vs axe them before the whether they be saued by theyr owne power and vertue And surely all they wyll answere with one herte and one mouthe sayenge Not vnto vs Lorde not vnto vs but vnto thy name geue all the prayse / for thy mercye and for thy truthes sake For they in theyr owne swerde possessed not the lande theyr owne arme or power saued thē not but thy right hande thyne arme the lyghtēing of thy coūtenaūce for thou delytedste in thē that is they are not saued for theyr owne deseruynges lest ony man shold boste him selfe / but because it pleased the so to be whiche thynge the prophet doth also more expreslye witnesse of the when he sayth he saued me because he wolde haue me Sith therfore that thou art the same god with whō is no alteration or variablenesse neyther art thou chaūged vnto darknesse and we thy creatures as well as our fathers whiche were borne vnder cōcupiscence synners as well as we / and syth there is but one mediator atonemente betwene god and man that is Christ Iesus which endureth for euer / why doste thou not poure on thy plentuous compassyons vpon vs / as well as thou didest vpon our fathers hast thou forgoten vs or are we only synners dyd not Christe dye for vs Are all thy mercies spent and none lefte ¶ Lorde our god I desyre and hertely beseche the / to put out myne iniquite accordyng

vnto the multitude of thy compassions For many ye and infinite ar thy compassions / that accordynge I saye to the multytude of thy cōpassions thou vouchsafe to quench my synne that as thou hast drawen and receyued īnumerable synners and haste made them ryghtuous / euen so that thou wylte drawe and take me and make me ryghtwyse throughe thy grace and fauour / therfore accordyng to the multitude of thy cōpassions wype away myne iniquite Clense and puritie myne herte that after all myne iniquite is put out all my vnclennesse clensed it maye be as a clene table in the whiche the fynger of god may wryte the lawe of his loue and charite with the whiche can none iniquite continue Yet washe me more from myne iniquite and clense me from my synne ¶ I graunte and knowlege oh lorde thou hast ones put out myne iniquite thou hast put it out agayne and haste washed me a thousande tymes / how be it yet washe me frō myne iniquite / for I am fallen agayne Doste thou vse to spare a synfull man vntyll a certeyne numbre of his synne / whiche when Peter enquyred / how often shal my brother offende agaynst me / and I shal forgeue hym / whether seuen tymes thou answeredste I saye not seuen tymes but seuentye tymes seuen tymes takynge that certeyne nūbre / for an infinite nūbre Sith then that a man must forgeue so ofte shalt thou in pardonyng forgeuenes be passed of a man is not God more then man is he not better then man ye rather God is the great lorde euery man lyuyng is nothynge thing but all vanite And only god is good and euery man a lyar hast thou not sayed In what houre so euer the synner doth repent I wyll not remēbre any of his iniquities Beholde I a synner do repête morne for myne olde preuy sores festred within now at they broken forth for myne owne folyshnesse I am depressed and sore broken I walke in continuall morninge / I am feble and very weake / I roored for the sorowe of myne herte Lorde all my desyres are before the and my sorowfull syghes at not vnknowne vnto the. Myne herte trēbleth and panteth for sorow / my strēgth sayleth me and euen the very syghte of myne tyes cease from theyr office Wherfore then oh lorde doste thou not put awaye myne iniquity And yf thou put it out accordinge to the multytude of thy mercyes / yet washe me from myne iniquite For yet am I not perfeytly purefyed funished thy worke take awaye the hole offence and also the payne that is due vnto the crune encreate thy lyght with in me Kendle myne herte with thy loue cherite put out al feare / for perfayte loue sendeth awaye feare Let the loue of the worlde the loue of the flesshe the loue of vayne glorye the loue of my selfe vtterly departe fro me / yet fryll more more wash me from myne iniquite by the which I haue offended agaynst my neighbour and clense me from my synne that I haue committed agaynste god I wolde haue the put away not only the faute payne that foloweth it but also the occasion and nouryshment of synne Washe me I saye with the water of thy gracyous fauoure with water of which he that drinketh shall not thyrst for euer but it shall be made in hym a fontayne of lyuynge water runnynge in to euer lastynge lyfe Washe me with the comfortable waters of thy holye scriptures that I maye be nūbred among them vnto whom thou saydest Now are ye clene for my wordes which I haue spokē vnto you Io. xiij For I knowlege myne inyquyte and my synne is euer before myne iyes ¶ Although through the beholding of thy mercy and compassions I may be bolde to flye vnto the oh lorde yet wyl I not come as the Pharise whiche prayed not but rather ther praysed hym selfe despised his neigh boure but I come vnto the as the publican Lu. xviij which durst not lyfte vp his iyes vnto Heauen For I also do knowlege myne inyquyte / and whyles I pondre my synnes I dare not lyfte vp myne tyes / but humbelynge my selfe with the Publicane I saye God be mercyfull to me a synner My soule wauereth betwene hope feare and somtyme for the feare of my synnes whiche I feale and knowlege to be in me I am ready to despayre / somtyme throughe the hope of thy mercy / I am lyfted vp and conforted Neuerthelesse because that thy mercy is greater thē my misery I wyl euer lorde truste in the and wyll synge oute thy plentuous compassyons for euer For I knowe that thou desyrest not the deathe of a synner / but rather that he were conuerted and that he wolde knowlege his iniquite and forsake his synne / and so come to the that he maye lyue ¶ My god graunte me that I maye lyue in the / for I knowlege my wyckednesse / I knowe what a greuous burthen it is how copious / how ieoperdious I am not ignoraunt of it / I hide it not but set it euē before myne eies / that I maye washe it with my teares and knowlege vnto the Lorde myne vnryghtwysnesse agaynste my selfe And also my synne which I haue proudly done agaynste the / is euer agaynst me / and therfore it is agaynste me / because I haue sinned agaynst the it is truly against me / for it is euē against my soule / accuseth me euer before the my iudge condēpneth me euer in euery place and it is so agaynste me that it is euer before my face and stondeth but agaynst me that my prayer maye not perce through vnto the / that it myght take thy mercy fro me hynder thy mercye that it can not come at me therfore do I trēble and therfore do I morne besechyng thy mercy Therfore oh lorde as thou hast gyuen this grace vnto me to knowe my wickednesse and to bewayle my synne euē so accomplysh this thy beneuolence gyuynge me a ꝑfayte fayth / drawyng me vnto thy sonne which hath made a ful satisfactiō for all my sinnes Geue me lorde this precious gyfte for euery good gyfte and euery parfeyte gyfte is from aboue comyng from the father of lyght Agaynst the only haue I synned haue done that which is euyll in thy sight that thou maist be iustified in thy wordꝭ mayst haue the victorie when thou art iudged ¶ I haue ouermoch sinned vnto the alone / for thou cōmaundedst me the I sholde loue the for thy selfe / shold loue al creatures for thy sake But I haue loued a creature more then the / louynge it euen for it selfe What is synne but to loue a creature for it selfe and what is that / but to do agaynst the Surely he the loueth a creature for it selfe maketh that creature his God And therfore haue I synned agaynste the onely / for I haue made a creature my god So haue I caste the awaye /