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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A00356	De immensa dei misericordia. A sermon of the excedynge great mercy of god, / made by ye moste famous doctour maister Eras. Rot. Translated out of Latine into Englisshe, at the request of the moste honorable and vertuous lady, the lady Margaret Countese of Salisbury.; De misericordia Domini English	Erasmus, Desiderius, d. 1536.; Hervet, Gentian, 1499-1584.	1526 (1526)	STC 10474; ESTC S109811	56,190	102

behestis ben false the thretnynges of god be vayne the worde of god is a lye yeldynge the ioyes of heuen to them that mourne here that thyrst and huÌ„ger Iustice that be meke that suffre ê‘secution that for iustice ben with vyle wordes rebuked What can be more abominable than this blasphemyng And yet if any thynge can be worse than that whiche is most worse dispeyre is worse than the holle stynkynge multitude of other synnes The wicked maÌ„ seyng me might do what thyng he wold vnpunished he was proude of his prosperite sayd in his harte There is no god and there is no knowlege aboue god careth nat for mortal folkes busynes And as he is lesse iniurious agaynst a maÌ„ that beleueth nat he is thaÌ„ he that beleueth hym to be cruel or false So lyke wyse they bene lesse wycked that vtterly say there is no god than they that beleue he is vnmercifull takyng away that vertue froÌ„ hym without whiche kynges be nat kynges but tyraÌ„tes But who so euer casteth hope of forgyuenes aside rolleth hym selfe downe in to the hurlepyt of dispeyre he doth nat onely beleue that god is nat almyghty supposyng some syn so horrible that he can nat forgyue but also maketh hym a lyer He promyseth by the prophet that he wyll incontinent clene forgette all maner synnes assone as the synner bewaylethe thâ—m Contrary wyse they that folowe Cain say My synne is greatter than that I may deserue forgyuenesse What sayste thou wycked wretche If god ouer come with the greatnesse of thy synne maye nat forgyue the thou pluckest froÌ„ hym his power almyghtye if he wyll nat do that he may he is a lyer and false that wyll nat ê‘fourme that he so many tymes promysed by the prophetes mouthes Hit is infinite what so euer is in god But .iij. speciall thynges be in hym most high power most high wysedome most high goodnes And al be it that power is wont to be ascribed to the father as his ê“pre wysedome to the sonne goodnes to the holy gost yet there is none of these thynges but it is egally coÌ„mon to all thre ê‘sons His highe power he shewed whan he created these marueylous warkes of the worlde only with a becke of yâ— whiche there is no part but it is ful of miracle ye the very pysmers and spyders crye out shewynge the great power of theyr maker Agayne whaÌ„ he deuyded the wawes of the red see Whan he restrayned the streame of Iordane made the ryuer passable for a fote man Whan whyle Iosue foughte he made the sonne and moone stynte theyr course WhaÌ„ with touchyng he healed lepers with a word reysed deed men to lyfe he shewed hym selfe lorde of nature And whan he with egall wysedome coÌ„serueth and gouerneth those thynges whiche he by his power that can nat be declared hath made he sheweth hym selfe to be no lesse wise thaÌ„ almighty Al be it that his goodnes euery where shineth as that same creatioÌ„ of angels and this worlde was a poynt of high goodnes whaÌ„ he to highe felicite that he hath of him selfe lacketh nothyÌ„g that might be added yet he made maÌ„kynde proprely to th entent that there in specially he myghte expresse the greatnes of his goodnes and mercy for in that be halfe god wolde nat alonly be more louynge to vs but also more marueylous They marueyle some tyme at a kynges power and myght that hate or haue enuy at hym But gentylnes and lyberalite is loued yea of them that haue no nede that is to say throughe consyderation of humayne chance wher by it may hap any what euer he be to haue nede But there is no maÌ„ nor hath ben nor shal be but that he nedeth the mercy of god Whan as wytnesseth the olde testament neyther the sterres be clere in the syght of god and in his angels he fouÌ„de wickednes And Paule cryethe to the Romayns There is no distinction all haue synned and nede the glorie of god that euery mouthe may be stopped and all the worlde be made subiecte to god Nowe let is here howe well with hym agreeth the mystical synger whiche with a lusty spirite exhorteth all good folkes that they with a spirituall harpe with a sautry of .x. strynges with a newe songe with great shouttynge shulde celebrate the glorye of god sayenge Our lorde loueth mercy and iugement all the erthe is full of our lordes mercy Ones only is made mencion of iugemeÌ„t but mercy is twyse rehersed with this coÌ„mendacion that therof the erthe is full I myght boldly adde this stayeng me by the auctorite of Iob and the apostle That nat only yâ— erthe is full of our lordes mercy but also heuen and helle What syngeth the xxxv psalme O lorde thy mercy is in heuen and thy trouth recheth to the cloudes They in helle ê‘ceiued the mercy of our lorde whan he brake the gates of darknes broughte out the prisoners in to the heuenly kyngdome If one wold consydre the warkes of god whiche after the misticall discussyng of Moyses he made ê‘fet in the fyrst .vi. days he shulde greatly maruayle at his power and ineffable wysedome yea and crye out in the voyce of all the churche Pleni sunt celi et terra c. The heuens and erth be ful of thy glory Nor he ne coude absteine hym selfe but brast out in the hyÌ„ne of the thre children Benedicite omnia opera dnÌ„i c. Blesse ye al the warkes of our lorde preyse and leape vp for ioy in hym euermore What so euer is created in the heuens what so euer aboue the heueÌ„s what so euer in erthe what so euer vnder the erth what so euer in the water what so euer iÌ„ the ayre sheweth opeÌ„ly with voyce continuall the glory of our lorde But what sayth the psalme Cxliiii Our lorde is piteous and mercifull pacient moche mercifull Our lorde is swete to all and his mercifull pitees passen all his warkes Ergo some thinge there is more marueylous than to haue made the heueÌ„s with so many bryghte sterres to haue created the erthe with so many kyndes of beastis of trees variablenes of all thynges to haue created so many coÌ„panyes of angelycall myndes Who durst be so bolde to affyrme hit excepte the prophet shewed playnely that the mercyes of our lorde passe the glory of all his other warkes And yet he shal nat dout it to be true who so euer with a religious curiosite will coÌ„sider howe moche more maruelously he redemed than created man Is it nat more woÌ„derfull god to be made man than the angels to be created of god Is it nat more marueile that god wrapped in a babis clothes shuld wayle and cry in the cratche or racke thaÌ„ to reigne in the heueÌ„s that he made Here the aÌ„gels as thyng of greattest woÌ„der synge glory to god in the mooste high heuenly maÌ„sions They se the lowlyest humilite knowe the most excellent highnes

also he wepeth for Hierusalem the whiche through obstinacy of syn caused distructioÌ„ of it selfe Howe oft sayth he wold I haue gethered the to gether as the henne gethereth her chekyns vnder her wynges and ye wolde nat Our most merciful lorde wepeth that he can nat lefully saue wretches mystruste we hym as though he wolde nat saue vs In the gospell all the house ruÌ„bleth for ioye that the childe that was deed relyued agayn that the perished was recouered agayn He the good father exhorteth the holle company of aÌ„gels and sainctes to reioyce al to gether that one synner is brought agayne to penaunce and thou wretche despeirest and enuiest thyn owne saluacioÌ„ and to our lorde fo passyng great ioye Beleue we that he whom the dethe of synners greueth whom the conuertyng of wicked folke gladdeth wyll deny forgyuenes to them that be sory ameÌ„de He calleth euery body to the brydale he wyl haue his house full yea he compelleth the blynd lame to entre in to his house Why tariest thou behinde wretche Why canst nat thou be drawen from the draffe of swyne Why striuest thou agayÌ„st the mercy of our our lorde Christ is the wisedome of god This wisedome as sayth Solomon departed out of her fathers house came in to this worlde preacheth opeÌ„ly and her voyce is herde in the stretes She crieth in the froÌ„te of multitudes in the wickettes of the cite gates she ê“nouÌ„seth out her wordes sayeng Howe loÌ„ge wyl ye loue childhed lyâ—tell babes and foles couet thynges noyfull to them and vndiscrete hate counnyng Turne you to my correctioÌ„ Beholde I wyl put forth my spiriâ—e to you and shall shewe you my wordes What thynge is more folishe than for vayne transitory thinges to be depriued of euerlastyÌ„g goodes What is greatter wysedome than by short sufferance to get immortalite Therfore they be all mad that coÌ„tinue in synne they be wyse that chaunge theyr lyfe in to better With what great labours serche we out the most vile thyng amonge metaâ—s and so great treasure offered and frely offered we despisen or that is more folyshe we despeyreÌ„ God is riche in mercy The treasure of humayn riches is coÌ„sumed in gyuynge away the treasure of mercy can nat be consumed And this wyll I adde that I may the more put euery body from despeyre of pardone God hath bouÌ„de his fayth to man and as Paule â—ayth he can nat deny hym â—elfe He refuseâ—h nat to be rebuked if he ê‘forme â—at that he ê“myseth For so he speketh in Esaie to the people defyled on euery syde Be ye washed be clene take away froÌ„ my syght your yl thoughtes cesse to do wickedly lerne to do well seke iugemeÌ„t succour the oppressed deale truly with the orphlin defende the wydow and come ye rebuke me saythe our lorde Thou herest â—ynner what thyng els requyreth our merciful lorde but onely chaÌ„gyng of thy lyfe And lest thenormite of synnes ouerpresse thy mynde here the forgyuenes of them all redy If your synnes sayth he were as skarlette they shall be made as white as snowe and if they were as red as oker they shal be as white as wolle If ye wil ye may here me ye shall eate the goodes of the erthe Who is so mad that wyll nat be saued What is more easy thaÌ„ to here our most louyng father nothing coÌ„mandyng but that ê‘teyneth to our felicite If â—e wyll sayth he and ye may here No man may saue hym yâ— wyl nat SaluacioÌ„ is by fayth fayth is vy hering The worde is helthfull in thy harte and in thy mouth Only shut nat the eares of thyâ— hart Nowe if a king shuld say thus to his eÌ„mies or to suche as be coÌ„uicted of high treason What so euer is done or was entended hitherto I forgyue it you al mercy is redy for al so they froÌ„ theÌ„s forth wolde absteyne froÌ„ lyke yl dedes wolde nat euery body speke of the kinges woÌ„derfull mercy that neither cruelly punisheth their bodies nor coÌ„fisketh their goodes But god yea with reward entiseth vs to ameÌ„de our life Ye shal eate sayth he the goodes of the erthe But they be vtterly vnworthy to haue the fruicion of goodes of this worlde that by theyr vngratious dedes offende the gyuer of all But o howe moche more precyous is it that the gospell ê“miseth I wyl gyue you a newe hart I wyl gyue you a newe spirite wherby of the dyuels thrals ye shall be made the chyldren of god wherby yâ— shal be made meÌ„bres of myn only begotten sonne wherby ye shal entre into the heretage of the heuenly kyngdome This is saythe he my welbeloued sonne here hym O thou Iewe why turnâ—st thyn eares froÌ„ trouth turnest to the tales of the Talmudicens Deuterotis Thou vnwyse philosopher why shuttest thyn eares against this techer herkenest to Plato and Aristotel Why herest thou vnhappy progeny of Eue the serpent with vayne promises entisynge the to distruction herest nat the sonne of god callyng the to the company of euerlastynge felicite Do penance sayth he the kyngdome of heuen is at hande The son promiseth the father pledgeth it the holy gost in the mean while is gyuen as an ernest peny and doutest thou to take eÌ„brace so great felicite offred the And there is none other voice of thapostles thaÌ„ of our lorde Do penance let eche of you be baptised in the name of Iesu Christ in remissioÌ„ of your synnes ye shal receyue the gyft of the holy gost And a litel aft Kepe you froÌ„ this vngratious nacion that ye may be saued leaue the spotted fylthy wretched lyfe and take euerlastyng lyfe Souldiours publicans harlottes idolworshippers maÌ„kyllers nigromaÌ„cers baudes aduoutrers ruÌ„ne hither None is shut without the passage to mercy lyeth egally open to all The lyfe past is nat regarded so one be repeÌ„tant Nor thou shuldest nat suppose this mercy of our lorde to stretche no farther thaÌ„ batisme thoughe MoÌ„tanus shut the churche dores against them that slyde after baptisme our lorde neuer shutteth the dore of the heueÌ„ly kingdome The entraÌ„ce in to the churche by baptisme is ones gyuen the figure wherof the arke of Noâ— beareth but by the mercy of god the seconde bourde is left to eche after the shyp wracke yea to come agayne in to the arke by penaÌ„ce For baptyme is nat twise takeÌ„ as the deth of Christe is nat renewed but the water of teares doth remayne wherwith now the fylthy sinnes ben washed away the sope of holsome contricion remaineth the herbe of Boâ—ith Truly they ought to whom ones all synnes were frely forgyuen and that buried with Christe by baptisme rose with hym agayne in a newe life to coÌ„tynue with hym in that great gyft that they receiued But our pitefull mercifull lorde knowyng the weakenes of mans nature he wylled remedy of penance to be redy for eche euen to the lyues ende But bicause the day of deth is certayne to

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