the supper of the LORDE in the which amonge many goodly sentences of the Sacrament as indede there is plentye he hathe thys sentence Christe thys sacrament sometyme doth call hys body sometyme hys fleshe bloude somtyme bread Thys commen bread the chaunged into flesh and bloude doth procure lyfe c. Although thys is very manifestly spoken yet more playnlyer he speketh in another sentence Thys bread sayeth he that the Lorde gaue vnto his disciples throughe the omnipotency of the worde chaunged not in figure or in outwarde forme but in nature is made flesh and as in the person of Christ the manhode was seue and the Godhed hyd so in the visible Sacramente the deuyne nature inuisible infundeth hymselfe to the intente that vnto the Christian religion about the Sacramentes shulde be deuotion Is not thys as playnly spoken as any man can speake To thys man beynge so auncient an holy martyr we shuld and ought to gyue credence before v C. Swynglins or any such other Yet that we maye se the argument of many good men which yet were in dyuers tymes some other shal be recyted S. Ambrose differreth not in sentence from these he sayde Because that by the death of the LORDE we are delyuered of it we declare oure selues to be myndefull in that we eate his bodye and drynke hys bloude whych were offred for vs. In the .vi. boke of the sacramentes he doth treate of the same also He also sayeth yf the worde of Helyas was of such power that he causeth the fyre to come downe from heauen Shall not the worde of Christ be of such power that it shal chauÌ„ge the substaunce of thynges that is the substaunce of breade wyne into the substaunce of hys bodye and bloude It is rede of all the workes of the worlde that he sayde the word they were made Therfore the worde of God that is the sonne of God whyche coulde of nothynge make all thynges that were can not he chasige the thynges that be into it that they were not Thou seest gentle reader the sentence of S. Ambrose thou mayest perceaue that he agreeth wyth thother S. Hierome also a man both of great learnynge and holynes dissenteth not from thys doctryne he sayeth After that the figuratyue Easter was fulfylled and Chryste wyth hys Apostles hadde eaten the Easterlambe he toke the breade whych conforteth the herte of man and went to the true Sacrament of Easter that euen as in the prefiguracion of hym Melchysedech the preste of the hygh God dyd offrynge bread and wyne he also wolde set forth the truthe of his body and bloud Saynt Austen also a famouse man bothe of lyfe and of lernyng varyeth not from those men but saythe thys in the forme of breade wyne whych we se we do honour thynges that we do not se that is the body and bloude of Christ Beholde the sentences both faythfull and godly And for as muche as the wrytters of them were men to be reputed and not disdayned esteme them of authorite S. Gregory also a man of good authoritye followed the same trade sayenge As the diuinitie of the worde doth fyll all the worlde so in many places is the body of Christe consecrated and yet be there not many bodyes of Christe but one body and one bloude Eusebius Emisenus also a maÌ„ not to be despysed sayth thys The inuisible prest with his worde by a secret power doth chauÌ„ge the visible creatures into the substauÌ„ce of hys body and bloude pondre nowe gentle readers the vnyforme consent of these doctours which as for a certayne of them althoughe they were in dyuers tymes and contryes yet the holy goost theyr scole mayster and the mayster of truth taught them all as concernynge the poyntes of our fayth one lesson of truth So that they all do agre in thys truth that in the Sacrament of the aulter is the very body of Christe Many mo mayebe rehersed that do agre in thys poynte whyche playnly were ynough to fyll a hole boke Therfore shall they be omytted trustynge that these fewe yf theyr auncient holynes and learnynge be pondered with the places of scripture aboue rehersed are sufficiente to staye a Christians herte yf he be not already drowned in heresye Seyng then that the scriptures which can not be but one and these famouse doctours agreyng to the same do teache that in the sacrament of the aulter is the body of Christe Let euery true Christian not with a dissemblyng mouth for feare of payne but with an vnfayned herte for the loue of the trouthe not onely professe but also beleue that in that sacramente is the very bodye of Christe Thys sacramente consecrated not by the power of the minister the preste but by the power of God workyng in hys word spokeÌ„ of the prest people shuld frequeÌ„t for the purpose for them whych Christ dyd institue it Christ when he habâ—â— consecrated hys body delyuered it to hys Apostles sayde Thys do you in the remembraunce of me Then shulde all Christians frequent this sacrament for the remaÌ„braunce of Christ To what remeÌ„braunce of Christ Verely to the remeÌ„braunce of hys death That euery ChristiaÌ„ seynge or receyuyng his body shuld remeÌ„bre alwayes haue before theyr eyes that Christes body for they sake whych of themselues were vnable and vnsufficient to make amendes was delyuered to his enemyes and for theyr offence whyche they by none of theyr merites coulde put awaye was he whypped and scourged beaten and deluded nayled on the crosse and wyth a spere thorowe the herte perced and thys frely oute of that swete vessell to wass he awaye the offence he shed water and bloude Thys to them by hys passion redemed and by the same to the father reconcyled he hathe gyuen the meryte of his passion which vnfaynedly hath is and shal be sufficient for the synnes of all the worlde for he sayde Thys is my body whych for you shal be delyuered And thys is my bloude which for you shal be shed After this sorte al ye Christians when you se or receyue the Sacrament haue of Christ such a remembraunce and forget not to be thankefull For to this purpose you shuldese or receyue it and not to make a gasyng stocke of it when you haue sene you haue all done So that you thynke you haue no more to do but to se it or to receyue it And this that thankeful remembraunce of that blessed death or passion with the acknowlegyng of the frutes and benefytes of the same is forgotten and though as no parte of our duetye which of trouth is the chefe parte of our duetie as often as we by fayth do se the body of our sauyour Christ in that Sacrament And further when the death of Christ is thus remembred then shulde men also remembre that as Saynt Peter sayth i. Pet. iii. Christ hath suffred leauing an ensample vnto you that you shuld folowe his steppes which is as he dyd beare the Crosse
so you must beare your Crosse As he mortifyed our synne in his flessh beyng crucifyed on the crosse So ought you to mortyfy and slaye synne in your bodyees crucifyeng your flessh with the lustes and desyres For as Saynt Paule sayth Gala. v. they that are Christes hath so crucifyed theyr flessh Wherfore deare reader commynge to the presence of the blessed bodye of Christe of these thynges be not forgetfull but aboue all be not vnfaythful let fayth in thys matter be thy guyde And when by faythe thou beholdest Christes body by a thankfull remembraunce Remembre also the death and passion of the same bodye remembrynge the death of the bodye in the whyche thy synne was slayne beynge Crucyfyed on the crosse Remembre also to mortifye synne in thyne owne body by crucyfyenge it wyth the Iustes and desyres To thys purpose deare reader thou shuldest heare masse therfore note well and marke thys lytie rude thynge that by it thou mayest be stablyshed in thy fayth and learne by the hearynge of masse so to remembre Christes death and passō that lyke a true Christen thou mayest beare Christes crosse in thys lyfe that by the meryte of Christes death suffred on his crosse thou mayeste come to the eternall lyfe ¶ Vale. ¶ A prayer to be fayde before masse O Lorde Iesu Christe which art our very byshoppe and dyddest offer thy selfe vnto God the father a pure and immaculate hoost on the aulter of the crosse for vs myserable synners whiche also gauest thy flesh vnto vs to eate and thy bloude to drynke and madest thys mysterye of thy body and bloude in the power of thy holy sprete for a remembraunce of thy moost holy passion sayeng As of ten tymes as ye do these thynges ye shall do them in the remembraunce of me I therfore o lorde vn worthy synner of a deuoute mynde haue repared hyther vnto thy tēple although a synner to heare se that blessed sacrifice of praysynge whych thou thou thyselfe commaundest to be done for a memoryall of thy holy passion to the intente the I mygh◠sture vp in me a fresh remembraunce of thy moost blessed death and to geue the thankes for that mooste mercyfull charyte that moued the to bye and redeme my soule wyth so great pryce Graunte me moost mercyfull Lorde not onlye to se thys mysterye wyth my bodely eyes but specyally to se it wyth my inwarde eyes of fayth and therby to haue holly a louely and a thankefull remembraunce of that blessed passion and death and there in to continue vntyll the houre of my death So be it ¶ A prayer to be sayde at the eleuacion tyme. HAyle very body incarnate of a vyrgyne Nayled on a crosse offred for mans synnes Whose syde beynge perced bloude ranne out plenteously At the houre of death let vs receaue the bodely O swete O holy O Iesu sonne of Mary ¶ A prayer to be sayde after the masse O Lorde God omnipotent whiche not of oure desertes but thorow the inestimable merite the blessed passion of thy sonne Iesu Christe hast redemed man and reconcyled hym to thy fauoure graunt vnto me moost myserable synner whyche haue here vnder the forme of breade and wyne by faythe sene the body and bloude of my saueoure in the remembraunce of hym so to remember his death and his sayenge that I maye take his Crosse and folow him all the dayes of my lyfe that I maye all flesshly Iustes and synfull lyuyng vtterly forsake that I maye al aduersite afflyccion and persecution paciently suffre And so folowynge thy sonne Christe here with my crosse may also continue in thy fauour vnto the which I am reconcyled by partakynge of the merites of his blessed passion and finally that I maye come vnto thy glorye whiche thou haste promised vnto thy elect thorow our Lorde Iesu Christ thy sōne Which lyueth and reyghneth with the in vnite of the holy ghost worlde without ende So be it ¶ The Prologe to the Dirige ¶ We reade in sondrye places of the Byble most deare reader that the antique people the Hebrewes had a certayne maner of lamentation for the dead as we read how Iacob was lamented and of Aaron and of Moyses in the last chapter of Exodus how they were lamēted of the people certayn dayes in lyke maner we haue of the funerall that was among the Iewes as in the last of Genesis we haue howe Ioseph was inbawmed and in the gospel howe the holy wemē prepared swete spyces to the funeral of christ of those olde Iewyssh customes hath there exepte into the church a custome to haue a certayne suffragies for the dead called dirige of Dirige the firste antheme hereof but by whom or whan these suffrages were made we haue no sure euidence of wrytyng but dyuers auctors do ascrybe it to diuers as some to S. Isodore some to Saynt Gregory some to Pelagius but whether he or the other made it or this tyme or that it forceth not muche for thys we are suere of that Saynt Paule taught vs that we shulde no vse suche lamentacion or mortnynge for the deabe as thoughe we were without hope but we shuld rather reioyce as in them that cest in the stepe of peace And as for such suffrages as are set forth in the Dirige the collettes excepted they are no more to be applyed for the dead thā for the quycke But whether these were ordeyned at the fyrste to be sayde for the soules departed or no I wyl make no doctryne oftt but this I know well that the reader of these maye haue a great learnynge and knowledge of the miseries and shortnesse of the lyfe of man and maye learne hereby to dye well and to haue a hope and truste of the laste resurrection And for this onely cause haue I also set forthe in thys primer a dirige of the whiche the thre fyrste lessons are of the miseries of mans lyfe the myddell of the funerall of the deade corpus and the last thre are of the last resurrection For the office of the funerall althoughe it profyte not the soule yet here in we not onely do testifye oure fayth that we haue in the last cysynge but also do accomplysshe the worke of charite in buryenge of the deade ¶ The Euensonge of the dirige ¶ The antheme I shall please The C.xiiii Psalme Dilexi quoniam That he hath enclyned his eare vnto me therfore wyll I call vpon hym as longe t s I lyue The snares of death compassed me rounde aboute the paynes of hel gate holde vpon me I founde trouble and heuynesse Then called I vpon the name of the lorde o lorde delyuer my soule Gracyous is the lorde and ryghteous yee oure God is mercifull The lorde preserueth the simple I was broughte downe and he helped me Turne agayne then vnto thy reste O my soule for the lorde hath gyuen the thy desyre And why thou haste delyuered my soule from death myne eyes from teares and my fete from
felicite O God that art creatoure and redemer of all faythfull people Graunt vnto the soules of all true beleuers beynge deade remission of all theyr synnes that throughe deuoute prayers they maye attayne the gracious pardon whyche they haue alwaye desyred whyche shalte come to iudge the quycke and the deade and the worlde by fyre So be it God haue mercy on al Christen soules So be it ¶ The antheme ¶ Matyns of the Dirige Directe good The .v. Psalme Verba mea HEare my wordes O Lorde consyder my callynge O marke the voyce of my petycion my kynge and my God for vnto the wyll I make my prayer Heare my voyce O lorde by tymes for earlye in the mornynge wyll I get me vnto the yee that wyth diligence For thou arte not the God that hath pleasure in the wyckednesse ther maye no vngodlye personne dwell wyth the. Such as be cruell maye not stande in thy syghte thou art an ennemy vnto all wycked doers Thou destroyeste the lyers the lorde abhorreth the bloud thrusty and deceytfull But as for me I wyll come into thy house euen vpon the multitude of thy mercy and in thy feare wyll I worshyppe towarde thy holy temple Lede me O lorde in thy ryghteousnesse because of myne enemyes and make the waye playne before me For there is no faythfulnesse in theyr mouthes they dissimble in theyr hartes theyr throte is an open sepulcre with theyr tonges they deceaue Punyshe them O God that they maye perysh in theyr owne ymaginacions cast them out because of the multitude of theyr synnes for they rebell agaynst the lorde Agayne let all thē that put theyr trust in the reioyse yee let them euer be glad and dwell thou in them because thou defendest thē that they which loue thy name maye be ioyfull in the. For thou lorde geueste thy blessynge vnto the ryghteous and wyth thy fauourable kyndnesse thou defendest hym as wyth a shylde ¶ The antheme Dyrecte good lorde my waye in thy syght ¶ The antheme Turne the. c. The .vi. Psalme Domine ne in furore LOrde rebuke me not in thy furye nether chasten thou me in thyne anger Haue mercy on me lorde for I am sycke heale me lorde for my bones are brused And my soule is verye sore troubled but howe longe lorde Turne the Lorde and delyuer my soule saue me for thy mercy For there is none in death that haue mynde of that and in hell who wyll knowlege the. I haue laboured in my sorow I shal euery nyght washe my bedde wyth teares I shall wete the place where I lye Myne eye is troubled wyth woodnesse I haue waxed olde amonge all myne enemyes Auoyde from me all ye that worke wyckednesse for the lorde hath herde the noyse of my wepynge The Lorde hath herde my prayer the lorde hath herde my peticyon Let all myne enemyes be ashamed confounded let them be ashamed confounded very quyckely ¶ The Antheme Turne the Lorde and delyuer my soule for he is not in death that hath mynde of the. ¶ The antheme Lest ony The .vii. Psalme O Lorde my God in the do I trust saue me frō all them that persecute me and delyuer me Lest he catche vp my soule lyke a lyon and teare it in peces whyle ther is none to helpe that can saue me O Lorde my God yf I haue done ony such thynge yf ther be ony vnryghteousnesse in my handes Yf I haue rewarded euell vnto them that dealte frendely with me or hurte thē that withoute ony cause are myne enemyes Then let myne enemye persecute my soule take me yee let hym treade my lyfe downe in the earthe and laye myne honoure in the dust Stande vp O Lorde in thy wrathe lyft vp thyselfe ouer the furyous indygnacion of myne enemyes aryse vp for me in the vengeaūce that thou hast promysed That the congregacion of the people maye come about the for theyr sakes therfore lyfte vp thyselfe agayne The Lorde is iudge ouer the people auenge me then O Lorde accordynge to my ryghteousnesse and innocency Oh let the wyckednesse of the vngodly come to an ende but mayntayne the iust thou ryghteous god that tryest the very hertes and the raynes My helpe commeth of God whych preserueth thē that are true of harte God is a rygteous iudge stronge and pacient and God is euer thretenynge Yf men wyll not turne he hath whet his swearde and hath bent his bowe and made it ready He hath prepared hym the weapens of death and ordeyned his arrowes to destroye Beholde he trauelleth with vnryghteousnes and hath conceaued sorow brought forth iniquitie He hath grauen and dygged vp a pyt but he shall fall hymselfe into the pyt that he hath made For his vnhappynes shall come vpon hys owne heade and his wyckednesse shall fall vpon hys owne pate As for me I wyll geue thankes vnto the lorde for his ryghteousnesse sake wyll prayse the name of the Lorde the moost hyest ¶ The antheme Lest any tyme he maye rauyshe my soule as a lyon whē there is none that wyll redeme it nor saue it ¶ The versycle From the gates of hell ¶ The Responce Lorde delyuer theyr soules Our father And leade vs. But delyuer vs. The fyrst lesson Iob. vij IS not the lyfe of man vpon earth a very batayl Are not hys dayes lyke the dayes of an hyred seruaunt My flesh is clothed wyth wormes fylthynesse and duste myskynne is wythred and crompled together my dayes passe ouer more spedely then a weuer can weue out his webbe and are gone or I am aware O remember that my lyfe is but a wynde that myne eye shal nomore se the pleasures therof yee and that none other mans eye shall se my ony more ¶ The Response My dayes haue bē more swyft thē a runner they are gone sodenly and haue sene no good thynge ¶ The versycle They are passed awaye as the shyppes that be good vnder sayle as the egle that hasteth to the praye ¶ The repeticion They are gone sodenly c. The seconde lesson Iob. xiiij MAnne that is borne of a woman hath but a shorte tyme to lyue and is ful of dyuers myseries He commeth vp and falleth awaye lyke a floure he flyeth as it were a shadowe and neuer continueth in one estate Thynkeste thou it nowe well done to open thyne eyes vpon such one and to brynge me before the iudgement who can make it clene that cometh of an vnclene thynge No body The dayes of mā are shorte the nombre of his monethes are knowē only vnto the Thou hast appoynted him his bondes he can not go beyond them ¶ The Responce Esay xl All flesshe is grasse and all the bewtye therof is as the floure of the felde whē the grasse is wythered the floure falleth awaye ¶ The versicle Euen so is the peple as grasse when the breath of the Lorde bloweth vpon them ¶ The repeticion When the grasse is wythered the floure
¶ The .iii. lesson Iob. xiiii YF a tre be cut downe ther is some hope yet that it wyl sprynge shut forth the braūches agayne for though a roote be waxen olde and deade in the grounde yet whē the stocke getteth the sent of water it wyll bude and brynge forth boughes lyke as whan it was fyrst planted But as for a man whan he is deade peryshed and consumed awaye what becommeth of hym The floudes when they be dryed vp and the ryuers when they be emptye are fylled agayne thorowe the flowynge waters of the see but when man siepeth he ryseth not agayne vntyll the heauen perysh he shall not wake vp nor ryse out of his slepemaye a dead man lyue agayn all the dayes of this my pylgrymage am I lokynge whan my chaungynge shall come yf thou woldeste but call me I shulde obey the only despyce not me the worke of thyne owne handes for thou haste nombred al my goynges yet be not thou to extreme vpon my synnes ¶ The Responce Lorde what is man that thou haste suche respect vnto or the sonne of mā that thou so regardest hym man is lyke a thynge of nought and his dayes passeth awaye lyke a shadowe ¶ The versycle He is euen a vapoure that appeareth for a lytle tyme and then vanysheth awaye ¶ The repeticion Man is lyke The .xxij. psalme Dominus regit me nichil THe Lorde is my shepeherde I can wante nothynge He fedeth me in a grene pasture and leadeth me to a freshe water He quyckeneth my soule and bryngeth me forthe in the waye of ryghteousnesse for hys name sake Though I shulde walke now in the valley of the shadowe of deathe yet feare I no euell for thou arte wyth me thy staffe and thy shepehoke conforte me Thou preparest a table before me agaynste myne enemyes thou anoyntest my heade wyth oyle and fyllest the cuppe full Oh let thy louynge kyndnesse and mercye followe me all the dayes of my lyfe that I maye dwell in the house of the Lorde for euer ¶ The antheme In a place of pasture ther hath he set me ¶ The antheme The default The .xxiiij. Psalme Ad te leuaui animam meam VNto the O Lorde I lyfte vp my soule my God I trust in the oh let me not be confounded lest myne enemyes triumphe ouer me For all they that hope in the shal not be ashamed but such as be scornfull despysers without a cause they shal be put to confusion Shewe me thy wayes o Lorde and teach me thy pathes Leade me in the truth and learne me for thou art the God of my saluacion and in the is my hope all the daye longe Call to remembraunce o Lorde the tender mercyes and thy louynge kyndnesses which haue ben euer of olde Oh remember not the synnes and offences of my youth but accordynge vnto thy mercy thynke vppon me o Lorde for thy goodnesse Oh how frendly and ryghteous is the lorde therfore wyll he teach synners in the waye He leadeth the simple aryght and such as be meke them learneth he his wayes All the wayes of the Lorde are very mercye and faythfulnesse vnto such as kepe hys testamēt and couenaunt For thy name sake O Lorde be mercyfull vnto my synne for it is great What soeuer he be the feareth the lorde he shal shewe hym the waye that he hath chosen Hys soule shall dwell at ease and hys sede shall possesse the lande The secrete of the Lorde is amonge them that feare hym and he sheweth them his couenaunt Myne eyes are euer lokynge vnto the lorde for he shall plucke my feete out of the nette Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpon me for I am desolate and in mysery The sorowes of my herte are great O brynge me out of my troubles Loke vpon myne aduersitye and mysery and forgeue me all my synnes Consyder howe myne enemyes are many beare a malycious hate agaynst me O kepe my soule and delyuer me let me not be cōfounded for I haue put my trust in the. Let innocencye and ryghteous dealynge wayte vpon me for my hope is in the delyuerer of Israel O God out of all his trouble ¶ The antheme The defaultes of my youth and my ignorancyes remembre not O Lorde ¶ The antheme I trust to se The .xxvi. Psalme Dominus illuminatio mea THe Lorde is my lyght and my saluacion whome shulde I feare the Lorde is the strength of my lyfe for whom then shulde I be afrayed Wherfore when the wycked euen myne enemyes and my foes came vpon me to eate vp my fleshe they stombled and fell Though an hoost of men were layed agaynst me yet shall not my harte be afrayed and though ther rose vp warre agaynst me yet wyll I put my trust in hym One thynge haue I desyred of the Lorde which I wyll requyre namely that I maye dwell in the house of the Lorde all the dayes of my lyfe to beholde the fayre bewty of the Lorde and to vysyte his temple For in the tyme of trouble he hathe hydde me in hys tabernacle yee in the secrete place of his dwellynge hath he kepete me and set me vppon a rocke of stone And now hath he lyfted vp my head aboue myne enemyes that conpassed me rounde about Therfore wyll I offre in hys dwellynge the oblacion of thankes geuyng I wyl both synge speake prayses vnto the Lorde Herken vnto my voyce O Lorde when I crye vnto the haue mercy vpon me and heare me My harte speaketh vnto the my face seketh the yee Lorde thy face wyll I seke O hyde not thou thy face from me cast not thy seruaunte of in displeasure Thou art my succourre leaue me not nother forsake me O God my saueoure For my father and my mother haue forsaken me but thc Lorde hath taken me Shew me thy waye o Lorde and leade me in the ryght path because of myne enemyes Delyuer me not in the wylles of myne aduersaries for ther are false wytnesse vp agaynst me and they ymagyned myschefe Neuerthelesse I beleue verely to se the goodnesse of the Lorde in the lande of lyuynge O tary thou the lordes leasure be strōge let thyne harte be of good comforte and wayte thou styll for the Lorde ¶ The antheme I trust to se the goodnesse of the Lorde in the lande of the lyuynge ¶ The versycle The ryghteous shal be in eternall remembraunce ¶ The answere He shall not feare euell speakynge Our father And leade vs not But delyuer The .iiij. lesson S. August ALl these thynges that is to saye the busynes of deade the condicion or maner of the sepulture the pompe of the Dirige they are more the comforte of the lyue then the helpe of the deade yf a sumptuous buryall doth auayle the wycked then a small or none shall hynder the good to that purpuled ryche man the company of hys seruaūtes dyd exhybite solempne exequies in the syght of men but much more solempner exequies dyd the mynistery of