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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
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

and haue ben miurious only to the / for I haue not offen ded agaynste ony creature in that I haue set my truste or confidence in it For it was not cōmaunded me that I sholde loue ony creature for it selfe Yf thou haddest cōmaūded me that I sholde haue loued an aungell onely for hym selfe / and I had loued mony for it selfe / then no doubte I had offended agaynst the angell But sith that thou only art to be loued for thy selfe that is to say without ony respecte other of good or euyll and euery creature is to be loued in the for thy sake Therfore haue I surely offended onely agaynst the / for I haue loued a creature for it selfe ¶ But yet haue I worse done / for I haue synned euen ī thy syght I was nothig asshamed to synne before thy face Oh merciful god / how many synnes haue I done in thy syght which I wolde in no wyse haue done before mortal mē / yea that I wolde not in ony case the men sholde knowe I feared men more then the / for I was blinde loued blyndnes / so did I nether se nor ones cōsidre the. I had only fleshly eyes / therfore did I only feare and loke on men whiche ar flesh But thou lokedst on al my synnes and numbred them / therfore I can nether hyde them frō the / nether turne my backe and flye from thy face ¶ Whether shall I go from thy spirite and whether shall I flye from thy face What shall I then do whether shall I turne me whome shall I fynde to be my defender whom I praye you but the my god who is so good who is so gētle who is so mercyfull for thou passest without comparisō al creatures in gentlenesse It is one of thy chyefest propertyes to forgeue and be mercifull / for throughe mercy and forgeuenesse thou dost most declare thy almyhgtynesse I graunt lorde that I haue offended only agaynst the / and haue done that whiche is euyll in thy syght Haue mercy therfore on me expresse thy puysaunce in me / that thou mayst be iustified ī thy wordꝭ / for thou hast sayde that thou camest not to cal the rightwise / but fynners vnto repentaunce Justefie me lorde accordyng to thy wordes call me / receyue me / and gyue me grace to do true workes of repentaūce For this cause wast thou crucyfied / deade and buryed Thou saydest also John̄ iij. whē I am lyfted vp from of the earth / I wyl drawe al vnto my selfe / verefie thy wordꝭ draw me after that let vs rūne to gether in the swetenesse of thyne oyntmentes Besydes that thou saydeste Math. xi Lome vnto me all ye that laboure / and are laden and I wyll case you Loo I come vnto the laden with synnes / laboryng day and nyght in the sorow of myne harte refresh and ease me lorde that thou mayste be iustefied and proued true in thy wordes / and mayste ouercome when thou art iudged / for there are manye that saye he shall haue no so coure of his god God hath forsaken hym Ouercome lorde these parsones when thou arte thus iudged of them forsake me not at any tyme. Gyue me thy mercye and holesome socoure / and then are they vaynqueshed ¶ They saye / that thou wylt haue no mercye on me / that thou wylte cast me clene out of thy fanoure no more receyue me thus art thou iudged of men / and thus do men speake of the / and these are theyr determynacyons / but thou whiche arte meke merciful haue mercy on me and ouercome theyr iudgemētes / shewe thy mercy on me and let thy godlye pytye be praysed in me Make me a vessell of thy mercye / that thou mayste be iustefied in thy wordes haue the vyctorye when men do iudge the / for men do iudge the to be firce and inflexible Ouercome theyr iudgemēt with mekenes beneuolence / so that men may lerne to haue compassion on synners / and that malefatours may be enflamed vnto repentaunce seynge in me / thy pytye and mercye To I was fasshoned ī wyckednes my mother cōceyued me poluted with synne ¶ Beholde not lorde the greuousnes of my synnes / cōsidre not the multitude / but loke mercifully on me whiche am thy creature Remēbre that I am dust / that al fleshe is as wytherd hay / for lo I am fasshoned in wickednes in sinne hath my mother cōceiued me My naturall mother I say hath conceiued me of cōcupiscēce / in hit am I volluted with originall synne What is originall synne / but the lacke of originall iustice of the ryght pure innocēcy which mā had at his creacyon therfore a man cōceiued borne in suche synne is hole croked out of frame The fleshe coueteth against the spirit Reason is slender / the wyl is weake / man is fraile like vanitie / his sences deceiue him his ymagynacyon fayleth hym his ignoraunce leadeth him out of the ryght way / he hath infinite īpedimentꝭ which plucke hym frome goodnes and dryue hym in to euyll Therfore oryginall synne is the rote of all synnes the nurse of all wickednesse for all be it the in euery man of sheyr owue nature it is but one synne yet in powet it is all synnes Thou seiste therfore Lorde what I am and of whence I am for in orgynall synne which conteyneth al synnes and iniquites in it am I fashoned / and in it hath my mother cōceaued me syth then I am hole in synnes and enuyroned with snares on euery side howe shall I escape for what I wolde that do I not / but the euyll that I wolde not that do I. For I finde a nother lawe in my membres rebellynge agayneste the lawe of my mynde / and subduynge me vnto the lawe of synne and deth Therfore the more frayle and entang led thy godly beneuolêce seeth me so much the more let it lyft vp and confort me who wolde not pytye one the is syke who wolde not haue compassion on hym that is dysea sed Come come swete Samaritane take vp the wounded and halfe deade / cure my woundes / poure in wyne and oyle set me vpon thy beest bringe me into the houry / cōmytte me vnto the hoste take out two pence saye vnto hym what so euer thou spendest aboue this when I come agayne I wyll recōpence ye. To thou hast loued truth / the vnknowne secrete tgyngs of thy wysdome haste thou vttered vnto me ¶ Come most swete Samaritane / for beholde thou haste loued truthe / the truthe I saye of thy promyses whiche thou hast made vnto mankynde / theym haste thou truly loued for thou haste made and kepte them / so that thy loue is nothynge els but euen to do good for in thy selfe thou art inuartable immutable / thou vseste not now to loue anon not to loue as mē do neyther doth thy loue

so come go But thou art suche a louer as do the neuer chaunge for thy loue is very god Thy loue therfore wherwith thou louest a creature / is to do it good and whom thou most truest / to them art thou moste beneficyall Therfore what meaneth / that thou louest truthe / but that of thy gracious mercy thou makest vs promyses / and fulfyllest them for thy truthes sake Thou dydest promyse vnto Abraham a sonne when he was aged / thou fulfilledst thy promyse in olde and bāreyn Sara / because thou louedst truth Thou promisedst vnto the chyldren of Israell a lande that flowed with milke and honye / and at the last didest geue it thē / for thy truthes sake ¶ Thou madest a promyse to Dauid sayenge I shall set vp thy seate regall one of the frute of thy bodye and it came euen to passe / because thou woldest be founde true There are other iunumerable promystes in which thou hast euer bene faithful because thou louedst truthe Thou haste promysed to synners which wyll come vnto the / forgyuenesse and fauour / and thou hast neues defrauded man for thou hast loued truthe That vnthryftye Sonne Luce. xv that toke his iourney in to a farte countre and wasted all his goodes with royatous lyuynge / when he came to hym selfe / he retourned vnto the sayenge father I haue synned agaynst heuen and before the / now am I not worthye to be called thy sonne / make me as one of thy hyred seruauntes When he was yet a greate waye of / thou sawest hym and haddest cōpassion on him / and rannest vnto hym / fallynge vpon his necke and kyssynge hym / thou broughtest forth the best garment and puttest a rynge on his finger and showes on his fete / thou kylledst that fatted calfe and madest all the house mery saieng let vs eate and be mery / for this my sonne was deade and is alyue agayne / he was lost and is now founde ¶ Why didest thou al this lorde god surelye because thou louedst truth Loue therfore o father of mercies this truthe in me / which returne vnto the frō a far cūtre runne 〈◊〉 wardꝭ me geue me a kys of thi mouth / geue me those chefe garmētꝭ / draw me ī to thy house / kyll the fatted calfe that all which truste in the maye reioyce in me / and lette vs eate together in spyrytuall feastes On lorde wylte thou exclude me alone wylte thou not kepe this truth vnto me yf thou shuldest loke narowly on our wickednesse a lorde Lorde who myght abyde the But lorde thou wylte not be soo strayte vnto vs / for thou louest truth ye and that with a feruent and incomprehensyble loue ¶ Whiche is the truth that thou so louest is it not thy sonne that sayde Iohan .xiiij. I am the waye / truth / and lyfe he is the very truthe of whom all truthe is named in heuen and in earthe / this is it that thou haste loued and in it only haste thou delyted for thou dydeste fynde it pure and with out spotte and woldeste that it shulde dye for synners Kepe therfore Oh god this truthe / beholde I am a greate synner in whome thou mayste kepe it / to whome thou mayst forgeue many synnes / whome thou mayste purifye in the bloude of thy Chryste / and whome thou mayste redeme through his passion why Oh Lorde hast thou geuē me this knowlege of thi sonne / and this sayth of hym Because I sholde se my redempcyon and not to attayne it that I myght by that meanes be the more vexed with sorowe God forbyd But rather that I maye perceyue the remission of my synnes purchased by Christes bloude / and so by his grace maye obteyne it Purge me therefore redeme me oh lorde for thou hast vttered vnto me the vnknowne and secret poyntes of thy wysdome that this knowlege maye helpe me and brynge me vnto health / for truely the Phylosophers neuer knewe these thyngꝭ they were vnknowne vnto them / yea and vtterly hyd frō them And no man knewe these thynges excepte a fewe whom thou louedste entyrelye before thy sonnes incarnacyon ¶ The moste curious serchers of the worlde I meanet the wyse men of this worlde lifted vp theyr eyes aboue heuen yet coulde not fynde this thy wysdom / for thou haste hyd these thynges from the wyse and prudente / and haste opened them vnto babes / that is / to hūble fysshers and thy holy propehtes which also haue vittered them vnto vs. And so hast thou vttered the vnknowne and secrete thynges of thy wysdom and of thy scryptures vnto me / why do I knowe them in vayne I knowe theym surelye in vayne if they profyt me not vnto my helth and saluacion For the philosophers when they knewe god by his meruelous creatures they gloryfied hym not as god neyther were thankefull / but vexed full of vanities in theyr imaginacyons and theyr folysshe hertes were blynded When they counted them selues wyse / they became toles Wylt thou suffer me lorde to be or theyr numbre God forbyd For thou arte euen mercye it selfe which doth neuer vtterly forsake any man Fauoure therefore lorde / fauour and spare thy seruaunt / and cōmaunde hym to be of the numbre of thy babes / that the vnknowne secretes of thy wysdome whiche is an hye / that thou mayste be praysed in the worke of thy mercye whiche thou doste exercyse towardes thy seruante Lorde whiche neuer forsakest them that truste in the. Sprynkle me Lorde with ysope and so shall I be clene / thou shalt washe me / and then shall I be whytter then snowe ¶ Because lorde that thou haste loued the truthe and haste opened vnto me the vnknowne secretes of thy wisdom / I am wel counforted and I trust that thou wylt not cast me out of thy fauoure / but thou wylte sprynkle me with ysope and so shall I be etensed Ysope is a lowe herbe / it is hore and of a good sauour / whiche sygnyfyeth nothynge els / but thy onely sone our lord Iesu chryst / which humbled hym self vnto deth euen vnto the deth of the crosse Which with the hete of his feruent charyte loued vs / and washed vs from our synnes in his bloude Which with the redolent sauoure of his beneuolence and ryghtuousnes replenyshed the hole worlde Therfore with this ysope shalte thou spryncle me / when thou poureste vpon me the vertue of his bloude when Chryste thrughe fayth shall dwell in me when thrughe loue I am ioyned with hym when I shall countrefayte his humylyte and passyon / then shall I be clensed frome all myne vnclennes Then shalte thou washe me with myne owne teares which flowe out of the loue of christ / then shall I syghe vntyll I be weeye / I shall water my bed euery nyght with my teares / so that it shall swymme in them / then shalte thou wasshe me and I shall be whytter then snowe Snowe is whyte and

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