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Here begynneth the Pystles and Gospels, of euery Sonday and holy day in the yeare; Bible. N.T. Epistles. Selections. 1540.
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with the ghost / prophesyed sayeng Blessed be the Lord of Israel for he hath visited redemed his people ¶ The Pystle on S. Peter and Paules daye The .xij. Chapyter of the Actes of the Apostles A IN that tyme Herode the kynge layd handes on certayn of the coÌ„gregacyon to vexe theÌ„ / he kylled Iames the brother of Iohan with a swerde and because he sawe that it pleased the Iewes he proceded further / toke Peter also Then were the dayes of the swete bread / and when he had caught him / he put hym in Pryson / and delyuered hym to .iiij. quaternyons of souldyours to be kept / entendynge after Easter to brynge him forth to the people / Then was Peter kept in pryson / but prayer was made withoute ceasynge of the congregacyon vnto God for hym / when Herode wolde haue brought him out vnto the people / the same nyght slept Peter betwene two souldyoures / bounde with two chaynes / and the kepers before the dore kepte the Pryson beholde the angell of the lorde was there presente lyght shyned in the lodge smote Peter on the syde styred hym vp sayenge â–ª Aryse vp quyckely the chaynes fel of froÌ„ his haÌ„des the angell sayd vnto him / gyrde thy selfe bynde on thy sandalles so he dyd he sayde vnto him cast on thy mantell about the folowe me he came folowed hym wyste nat that it was trueth which was done by the angel but thought he had sene a vysyon when they were paste the fyrste the secoÌ„de watche they came vnto the Irongate that ledeth vnto the cytye which opened to them by his owne accorde And they weÌ„t out passed thorow one strete by by the Angel departed froÌ„ him And wheÌ„ Peter came to hym selfe he sayd now I knowe of a suertye that the lord hath sent his Angel hath delyuered me froÌ„ the haÌ„d of Herode froÌ„ al the waytiÌ„g for of the people of the Iues ¶ The gospel on s Peter Paules daye ye. xvj cha of Mat. C WHen Iesê° came into the costes of the ryte which is called Cesarea Philyppy he asked his discyples sayenge whoÌ„ do men say that I the son of man am They sayd some say that thou arte IohnÌ„ baptyst some Helias some Ieremias or one of the prophetes He sayd vnto them but whoÌ„ say ye that I am Simon Peter answered sayd Thou art Christ the sonne of the lyuynge god And Iesus answered sayd vnto hym Happy art thou Simon the son of Ionas for flessh bloud hath not opened vnto the that but my father which is in heueÌ„ And I say vnto the that thou art Peter vpoÌ„ this rocke I wyl buld my coÌ„gragacioÌ„ the gates of hel shal not preuayle agaynst it I wyl gyue vnto the the keyes of the kyngdome of heueÌ„ whatsoeuer thou byndest vpoÌ„ earth shal be bouÌ„d iÌ„ heueÌ„ whatsoeuer thou losed on erth / shal be losed in heueÌ„ ¶ The Pystle on the coÌ„memoracion of s Paul the .ij. chapiter to the Galathyans B I Cercyfye you brethren that the Gospel which was preched of me was not after the maner of men neyther receyued I it of man neyther was I taught it but receyued it by the reuelacioÌ„ of Iesus Christ ye haue herde of my coÌ„uersacion in tymes past in the Iewes wayes how that beyond mesure I persecuted the coÌ„gregacion of god spoyled it preuayled in the Iewes law aboue many of my coÌ„panioÌ„s which were of myne owne nacioÌ„ was as muche more feruent mayntener of the tradicions of the elders but wheÌ„ it pleased god which seperated me froÌ„ my mothers woÌ„be called me by his grace / for to declare his son by me that I shuld preache him amonge the hetheÌ„ / immediatly I coÌ„mened not of the matter with flesshe bloude / neyther returned to Ierusalem to theÌ„ which were Apostles before me / but went my wayes into Arabia came agayne vnto DamascoÌ„ Then after iij. yere I returned to Ierusalem to se Peter abode with him .xv. dayes none other of the Apostles sawe I saue Iames the lordes brother the thynges which I wryte beholde / god knoweth I lye not After that I went into the costes of Syria Cilicia was vnknowen as touchynge my person vnto the coÌ„gregacyons of Iewry which were in Christ but they herde onely that he which persecuted vs iÌ„ tyme past now precheth the fayth which before he destroyed / they gloryfyed god on my behalfe ¶ The gospell on the Commemoracion on saynt Paule The xix Chapyter of Mathewe D PEter sayd vnto Iesê° / behold we haue forsaken c. ye shall fynde this gospell on the conuersion of S. Paule Folio l. ¶ The Pistle on the vysitacion of our Lady Cantic ii I Am the floure of the felde Lylyes of the valeys / the Lylye amonge thornes so is my loue amonge the doughters As the Apple tree amonge the trees of the wode / so is my beloued amonge the sonnes in his shadow was my desyre to sytte for his fruyte was swete to my mouth He broughte me vnto his wyne seller / his behauer to me ward was louely / behold my beloued sayd to me vp haste my loue / my done my beutifull come for nowe is wynter gone / rayne departed past the floures appere in oure countre the tyme is come to cut the vynes The voyce of the Turtyl done is herd in our laÌ„d the fyggetre hath brought forth her fygges / the vyne blossomes gyue a sauour vp haste my loue my doue in the holes of the rocke secrete places of the walles shew me thy face and let me heare thy voyce for thy voyce is swete and thy fasshyon beautyfull ¶ The gospell on the visitacyon of our lady the .j. cha of Luke D MAry arose in those dayes and wente into the mountaynes with haste into a Cytye of Iewry entred into the house of zachary saluted Elyzabeth and it fortuned as Elyzabeth herde the salutacyon of Mary the babe spronge in her belly Elyzabeth was fylled with the holy ghoste and cryed with a loude voyce sayd Blessed art thou amoÌ„ge womeÌ„ blessed is the fruyt of thy woÌ„be whense happeneth this to me that the mother of my lorde shuld come to me Lo as sone as the voyce of this salutacioÌ„ souÌ„ded in myne eares the babe lept in my belly for ioye blessed art thou that beleuest for those thinges shal be perfourmed which were tolde the froÌ„ the Lorde And Mary sayde My soule magnyfyeth the Lord my spyryte reyioseth in God my sauyour ¶ The Pystle on relyke Sondaye Eccle. xliiij THese are the men of mercy whose ryghteousnes are not forgotten Goodnesse abyde with the sede of them / theyr kynsfolke are an holy inherytaunce theyr sede hath stande in witnesses and the sonnes of them abyde vnto the
worldes ende for them the generacyon of them and the glory of them shall not be lefte theyr bodyes are buryed in peace and theyr names shall lyue in the worldes all people shall tell the wysedome of them all the coÌ„gragacyon of sayntes shall shew that laud of theÌ„ ¶ The gospell on Relyke sondaye The .v. cha of Mathew A WHen Iesê° sawe the people he went vp into a mountayne when he was set his dysciples came vnto him he openeth his mouth taught theÌ„ sayeng Blessed are the poore in spirite For theyrs is the kyngdom of heueÌ„ Blessed ar they that morne for they shal be coÌ„forted Blessed are that meke for they shall inherite the erth Blessed are they whiche hoÌ„gre thrust for ryghtuousnes for they shal be fylled Blessed are the mercyful for they shal obtayne mercy Blessed are the pure in hert for they shall se god Blessed are the maynteners of peace for they shal be called the chyldreÌ„ of god Blessed are they which suffre ê‘secucioÌ„ for rightuousnes sake for theyrs is the kyngdome of heuen Blessed are ye wheÌ„ men shall reuyle you and persecute you and shal fastly say all maner of euyll sayenges agaynste you for my sake Reioyce and be glad for great is your rewarde in heuen ¶ The Pystle on Saynt Margaretes daye O Lorde my god thou haste exalted my habytacyon vpoÌ„ the erth I haue prayed for death to come I haue called the lorde the father of my lord that he forsake me not in the day of my tribulacyon And in the tyme of proude men wtout helpe I shall laude thy name diligeÌ„tly shal prayse it in coÌ„fessioÌ„ my prayer is hero thou hast delyuered me froÌ„ perdicioÌ„ froÌ„ a wicked tyme therfore lord my god I shal coÌ„fesse giue lande vnto thy name ¶ The gospell on S. Margaretes day the .xiij. cha of Mat. G IEsus sayde vnto his disciples The kyngdom of heueÌ„ is lyke vnto treasure hyd in the felde the which a man founde hyd it for ioy therof goeth selleth all that he hath byeth that felde Agayne the kyngdom of heueÌ„ is lyke vnto a marchauÌ„t sekyÌ„ge after good peerles which wheÌ„ he hath fouÌ„d one precious perle weÌ„t solde all that he had bought it Agayne the kyngdom of heueÌ„ is lyke vnto a net cast into the see / the gathereth of all kyndes of fisshes which wheÌ„ it is ful meÌ„ draw to laÌ„de sit gathereth the good into theyr vessels cast the bad away So shal it be at the ende of the world The Angels shal come seuer the bad froÌ„ the good shal cast theÌ„ iÌ„to a furneys of fyre there shal be waylyÌ„ge gnasshyÌ„g of teth Iesê° sayd vnto theÌ„ haue ye vnderstaÌ„de dal these thynges they sayd ye syr Then sayd he vnto them therfore euery scrybe which is taught vnto the kyngdome is lyke an housholder which bryngeth forth out of his treasure thynges bothe newe and olde ¶ The Pystle on Mary magdaleyn daye Prouerbi xxxi A WomaÌ„ of power veryte yf a maÌ„ coulde fynde the value of her were farre aboue perles The herte of her husbaÌ„d trusteth in her that he nedeth not spoyles She rendereth him good not euyll all the dayes of her lyfe She sought wolle and flaxe did as her haÌ„des serued her She is lyke a marchauÌ„tes shyp that bryngeth her vytayles from far She ryseth yer day / gyueth meate to her housholde fode to her maydens She coÌ„sydered a grounde bought it of the fruyt of her haÌ„des plaÌ„ted a vyne She gyrde her loynes with strength / couraged her armes She perceyued that her huswyfry was profitable / therfore dyd not put out her caÌ„dell by nyght She set her fyngers to the spendell her handes caughte holde on the dystaffe She openeth her hande to the poore / stretched out her handes to the nedy She feared not least the cold of snow shuld hurt her hous for all her housholde were double clothed She made her gay ornamentes of byce / purple was her apparel Her husbande was had in honour in the gates as he sate with the elders of the lande She made lynnen solde it delyuered to the marchauÌ„t Strenth glory were her rayment she laughed in the latter dayes She opened her mouth with wysdom the lawe of rightuousnes was on her toÌ„g She had an eye to her houshold eat not breade ydely Her chyldreÌ„ arose blessed her her husbaÌ„d coÌ„meÌ„ded her Many doughters haue done excelleÌ„tly but thou hast passed theÌ„ all Fauour is a deceauable thynge beaute in vanite but a womaÌ„ that feareth god / she shal be praised Gyue her of the fruyt of her haÌ„des / let her workes prayse her in the gates ¶ The gospell on Mary magdaleyns day the .vi. cha of Lu. E ONe of the Pharyses desyred Iesus that he wolde eate with him / he came in to the Pharyses house and sat downe to meat And beholde a woman in that cyte / which was a synner as sone as she knewe thou Iesus sat at meat in the Pharyses hous she brought an Alabaster boxe of oyntmente / she stode at his fete behynde hym wepyng began to wasshe his fete with teares and dyd wype them with the heares of her hed / kyssed his fete / anoynted them with oyntment When the Pharyse which had him to his house sawe that he spake within hym selfe sayenge Yf this maÌ„ were a Prophete he wolde surely haue knoweÌ„ who what maner woman this is which touched him for she is a synner And Iesus answered sayde vnto him SymoÌ„ I haue some what to say vnto the and he sayde Mayster say on Ther was a certayn leÌ„der which had two detters the one ought .v. hoÌ„dreth pens the other fyfty When they had nothynge to pay he forgaue theÌ„ bothe Whiche of theÌ„ tel me wyl loue hiÌ„ moste SymoÌ„ answered said I suppose that he to whome he forgaue moste / he sayede vnto hym Thou haste truly iudged And he turned to the womaÌ„ / sayed vnto SimoÌ„ Seest thou this woman I eÌ„tred into thy house / thou gauest me no water to my ete but she hath wasshte my fete with teres wyped them with the heares of her heed Thou gauest me no kisse but she sence the tyme I came in hath not ceased to kysse my fete My heed with oyle thou dydest not anoynt she hath anoynted my fete with oyntmeÌ„t Wherfore I say vnto the many synnes are forgyueÌ„ her because she loued moch To whoÌ„ lesse is forgyueÌ„ the same doth lesse loue And he sayd vnto her thy synnes are forgyueÌ„ ye. And they that sate at meate with him began to saye within them selues Who is this which forgyueth euen synnes and he sayd to the woman Thy fayth hath saued the go in peâ—ce ¶ The pystle on S. Iames daye the Apostle The .ij. Chapyter to the