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A09947 A godly and holsom preseruatyue against disperacio[n] at al times necessarye for the soule: but then chiefelye to be vsed and ministred when the deuil doth assault vs most fiersely, & doth approcheth nieste. 1551 (1551) STC 20204; ESTC S102567 21,264 82

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thirst after righteousnes Let vs be of good chere we shall o●tain our desyre we shal be comforted we shal be counted iust afore god for Chryst our sauioure his sake Finally let vs after this example of Chryst and sainct Steuen cōmend our soules into the handes of god your heuēly father sayng euery one after this maner O Most merciful father I commend into thy holye handes my spirit yea thy spirit for thou hast creat it thou haste commytted it for a tyme to the body thou hast geuen it thy owne Image and simylitude Thou hast sente for the redēption of it thi owne most derely belouyd sonne to shed his bloud Thys the spirite I resigne into thi handes O GOD of all mercye I am thyne al that I am I beseche the refuse not thy owne but receaue kepe and place me in euerlasting glory for the sake of Iesus Christ thy only begotten sonne Amen ¶ A prayer to be sayde at the houre of death O Lorde Iesu whych art the onely health of al menne liuynge and the euerlastynge lyfe of them whyche dye in thy fayth I wretched synner geue and submit my selfe wholy vnto thy most blessed will And I beynge sure that the thynge cannot peryshe whych is cōmytted vnto thy mercy wyllyngly nowe I leaue thys frayle and wycked fleshe in hope of the resurreccion which in better wyse shal restore it to me againe I beseche the most mercyful lorde Iesu Chryst that thou wylte by thy grace make stronge my soule agaynst all temptacyons and that thou wylte couer and defende me wyth the buckler of thy mercye agaynst al the assaultes of the deuyl I se and knowledge that there is in my selfe no helpe of saluacion but al my confidence hope trust is in thy mooste mercyful goodnes 〈◊〉 haue no merytes nor good workes which I maye all●ge before the Of sinnes euyl workes alas see a great heape but thorowe thy mercy I truste to bee in the numbre of thē to whom● thou wylt not impute theyr sinnes but take and accept me for ryghteous and iust to be thinheritour of euerlastynge lyfe Thou mercyful Lord werte borne for my sak● thou dyddest suff●e bothe hungre and trust for my sake the dydest preache and teache thou didst pray faste for my sake thou diddest all good woorkes and dedes for my sake thou sufferedest most greuous paines and tormētes for my sake And finally thou gauest thy moste precyous body to dy● and thy bloud to be shed on the crosse for my ●ake Now● moost mercyfull sauyour let all these thynges profyte me whyche thou freely haste geuen me that haste geuen thy selfe for me let thy bloude cle●●e washe awaye the spottes and foulnesse of my synnes Lette thy ryghteousnesse hyde and couer myne vnryghteousnesse Lette the merytes of thy passyon and bloude be the satisfaccion of my synnes Geue me Lord thy grace that my faythe and saluaciō in thy bloud wauer not in me but euer be fyrme and constante that the hope of thy mercy and lyfe euerlastynge neuer decaye in me that charytye ware not colde in me fynallye that the weakenesse of my fleshe be not ouercome wyth the feare of death Graunte me mercyfull sauioure that when deathe hath shutte vp the eyes of my bodye yet that the eyes of my soule maye styll beholde and loke vpon thee that whē death hath taken awaye the vse of my tonge and speache yet that my harte may crye saye vnto the In man●s tuas domine commendo spiritum meum that is to s●y O lord into thy handes I g●ue and commytte my soule Domine Iesu accipe spiritu● meum Lorde Iesu receiue my soule vnto thee Amen ¶ Imprynted at London by Wyllyam Copland for Rychard Kele