consumed in prodigalitie Luc. 19. Following my lust and sensualitie So now great hongare reignes in this lââb That all kinne people in parrell is to tyne For falt of Goddes worde and his command And I compeld till ear with mekill pyne Amos 8. That whiche is meiter for dogs and for swine Haue I not cause for to be sad and wo When I think on the house that I came sro Where their is an abouÌdaÌce of the heaueÌlie bread But I allas haue done my self misgyde That my sinnes theiron will not let me feid What shall I do or where shall I me hyde Rom. 7. Or shall I still into my sinne abyde With repentance is better that I murne And yet agane to my father returne Perchance he mercie will vpon me haue I trust he will me souccour in my nâid When with repentance I it aske and craue Then shall I pray him that he take no heid Ezec. 18. To my folie nor to my wicked deid And to my sinnes past haue no regaird Nor after my deseruinges me rewaird Ioh. 17. That his iustice to me haue no respect Where I haue walked long tyme vndiscreâe Rom. ââ But that his mercie make me his elect And as I thoght these wordes in my spreâe Their did appeir to me an father sweit That notwithstanding my sinne did me imbrace And from my faâltes he did remoue his fate Esa 44. Syne did command ãâ¦ã That in the booke of life I ãâã rolâ And cled me with an robe of innocence And on my finger put an ring of gold Whiche is the liuelie faith that I should hold Luc. 15. And with that hand where the ring did repose He gaue me bread to eat more sweit nor rose Syne for my loue the best fed calf was keild That worldlie wisdome on an croice gart bleid Act. 3. Which calf was Christ our onelie stay and beild Heb. 9. Who said to me my owne brother take heid Who trustes in me shall neuer see the deid And thoght they were inâiâme dead man wyse Ioh. 11. Yet shall they liue and haue eternall lyfe My liuelie dead I tholed for thy behoue Hathe AdaÌs ofspring froÌ Satans baÌdes driued Col. 2. Thou mon belâue with hope to reigne aboue O death in lyfe by Christes death arriued Heb. 2. We that were dead are by his death reuiued Gal. 2. We are all dead as concerning the Law Rom. 7. And yet we liue throw Christes death we knaw O Lord my God Christ my Mediatour 1. Ioh. 2. That tholed death for my saluatione Wâshe clenge and purge my poysoned natoure Ephe. 5. With liuelie water of regeneratione Tit. 3. That I se no more the separatione Of the and me my Lord my God and King Ioh. 14. But in the heauen with the that I may ring But giue me knowledge of the holie Worde And cause it shrow my inward pââââs rinne Heb. 4. Perce thou my heart with that two edged smorde And that it still remaine my harte withinne Whil thou this spirit take from this corps of sinne Then thy right waye shall I parsaue and finde Rom. 7. And walk no more stumbling as I were blinde To vnderstand that word shall giue me plane Deut. 4. If I with mekenes do it humblie reid What is the trwe meate of an Christiane Allanerlie since no man leues on breid But by the worde which doeth of God proceid Mat. 4. Lord thou art high brade lenth and latitude Stloth serene the pure and plesand slude I come to the to weshe me in that place Thou knowes well I am the blinde man borne Refuse me not but grant me of thy grace Since for my sake thou beatten was and torne Ioh. 9. Suffre me not o Lord to be forlorne Nor led with blinde thogh I blindnes desire To go and trampe in euerie dub and myre Oppen my inward eyne and giue me sight O Lord and make me one of thy appointed â Ioh ⪠2 4. Ephe. 2. Heb. 2 9 10. That I may iudge the darknes by the light And say that it is Iesus Godes oynted That with his precious ⪠blood hath me anointed And me redemed hathe from captiuitie And hathe me geuen the Spirit of libertie The ãâ¦ã for the of ãâã ãâã chace With ãâ¦ã â and ãâã That I ãâ¦ã and it ãâã Esa 15. Luc. 1. Louse thou ãâã ãâã that I may ãâã expreâ That holie worde and dailie it confes Sen thââ hast said let not my yocke the greue ãâã â ⪠For if thou will ââmy promesse beleue Thou shall dwell in me and I in the remane If thou byde constant withoutten balt or hink To comfort the in thy trauell and pane In thy drouthe thou shall haue my blood to drink Ioh. 6. And in thy heart if that trwe faith can sink My bodie thou shall haue and fleshe to âit To fede the inward man the lyfe and spreit Remembring thereby my death and passione Vntill I come kepe the same in memorie 1. Cor. 11 For they receaue their ownr damnatione That eattes this Sacrament vnworthelie Making no difference of the Lordes bodie Therefore let one man iudge him selfe and sâne Let him come âat the bread and drink the wyne 2. Cor. ââ Right many are with maladiâs confused And do perishâ at length without remeid Bâcause they haue ⪠ãâã Saââaââât abused 1. ãâã 11. And many slepes to the ãâã ãâã Because they haue not thereof taken heâd Lord âlocken me with drink celestiall That no dregges nor poysone papisticall Haue puissance to entre my heart withinne Whose dregges hath done the whole world delude Which is but draffe and satlinges full of sinne Ioh. 6. The Lordes word and promesse is my fude He hath me fed in faith with fleshe and blude He is the bread of life the which shall geue Pardon of sinne to all that will beleue He is the Sacrament and lambe Paschall That oues for all hath made ane offring Leuit. 18 Deuâ 21. Psal 4â Heb. 1. Gal. 3. His precious bloode hath ransoued vs all He was for vs curst and on an ecoce did hing That curse till vs he chainged in blessing And to saue his elect for verye loue He gaue him selfe to death for their behoue And from the dead ⪠to life he roise againe In to his naturall bodie sensible Ioh. 21. Syne to his Apostles appeared plaine Mar. 16. That they might all see his bodie visible Syne to his Father that is inuisible He ascended from them thogh they did murne Act. 1. And promest at the last daye for to returne In that same bodie that he rose from deid Which bodie doeth remane in heauen alwaye And sitteth on Godds right hand as saith the creid Heb. 1â ⪠And shall not steir nor moue as Paull doeth saye Whill the last trompet sound at domesdaye If it
breck forthe and saye Take holie Scripture spirituall The letter leadeth to dekaye The fleshe profytetes nothing at all In the sext of Iohne Christ doeth saye The verray bread of lyf am I I came frome heauen I am the waye Mankind to saue throw faith onelie Ye can not come to me trwelie Except my father do you call I am in him and he in me The fleshe profytetes nothing at all Your fathers in the wildernes They eat Manna and yet are deid After an other kinde expres Forâuthe I am the leuing breid Come down from heauen in to shissteid A am the bread celestiall My word throw faith it doeth you feid The fleshe prosfeites nothing at all Except ye eat beleue and trow August in sermone ad inâuttes In my bodie and drink my blude I say ye haue no lyfe in yow For my bodie is verray fude Right so is drink I you conclude My bloode and take it spirituall For carnallie no man can dude The fleshe prosfeites nothing at all Except ye eat ye haue no lyfe My fleshe and drink my blood he said ⪠But then amonges them grew such stryfe That some went back and was affraid And carnallie his wordes wraid Vntill their mindes sensuall And frome the faith they still dekaid The fleshe prosfeites nothing at all The Disciples murmurred amang Now can this man his fleshe vs giue But Christ knowing their thoghtes wrang Saying wherefore should this you greiue All thogh the Sonne of man should meiue To his glorie celestiall The spirit quickneth throw trwe beleue The fleshe prosfeitz nothing at all Sainât Augustine writing full plane Against Adamant trwelie How the Lord douted not to saue This is my blood and my bodie August contra Adaman âim When that he gaue to his meinzie The signe of his bodie corporall To kepe his death in memorie The fleshe prosfeites nothing at all Al 's in an preface doeth he saye Where Christ did him self admit To his mandie on thuresdaye Saying take you now all and eat The holie sigure of me compleit And of my death memoriall My token trwe and promesse sweit The fleshe prosfeites nothing at all This fleshe ye se ye shall not eat ⪠Nor drinck the blood shed forth of me My Sacrament is drinck and meat That siedes the inwarde man trwelie Not for thy teith nor thy bellie I am no meat materiall Beleue and thou hes eatten me The fleshe prosfeites nothing at all Most gratious God illumiuâ Our wittes waik and impââent Incresse our saith so satigat Make worde and deid equiualent Our sinnes vyle for to repent And lead our liues more spirituall According to thy testament Which is the fleshe that profeites all ⧠Anâ Ballade vpon the prayer or orisque of âânasses King of Iuda when he was led presouerâ and captiue in Babilone ⪠2. Cron. 33. VIth teares great I sigh and Sob Bewaling my natiuitie O God of Abram and Iacob I make my wofull plainte to the Bound foote and hand with an cheinze As an slaue mocked and dispist In presoue and captiuitie Soulzeit with the vncircumcist Thou Lord that made the heauen on hight The earth with all her instrumentes Thou made also the daye and night The Sunne the Monne resplendisentes The fyre the aire the elementes Thy worde o Lord and thy command Hath gart the heauenlie ornamentes In till their curse and ordour stand The ãâã sea depe and prosound By thy vertue which dââth excell âhose welicring walles suââbound Dare not attoure their brymmes swell ⪠Their bodumis furius and fell Of whirling waters stif and stark The Lord hath closed vp himsell And seald them with his seall and mark O fearfull God who may withstand Thy feruent Ire in any case No sinner on the earth leuand Thy furie may abide allace for none are iust before thy face But all are sinners yong and old All are denude and bare of grace And to the deuill and hell are sold I grant thou art the Lord abone Of Iacob Abram and Isac that sinned not as I haue done Nor thy commandementes brak But I sinner sleuthfull and slack For breking thy law and command âes heaped mo sinnes on my back Nor is in nombre all the sand I haue prouoked thy Ire allace My pride and my Iniquite ⪠âes wroght great ill before thy face I know their is no health in me I grant I ãâ¦ã And worâhââ of thâ ãâã and rod Because in my ãâã I wold not know the Lord my God My great abhominatione That day and night hath done incres Hes bene the iust occasione Of all my wo and heauines I haue sinned I do confes Right greuouslie aganes the Lord Let not my sinne and wickednes Stop the to be misericord Yet thou hast in remembrance Thy promesse and thy holie aith The man that is of repentance To punishe him thou art right laith Though thou be angrie in thy wraith Thou art sone pacified we ken When that we call to the in faith For all the wickednes of meâ Thogh we sinners deserue iustlie Dampnatione death and helles fyre Yet for rewarde thy great mercie Hes pacified thy wraith and ire And promest hes thy high impire Frelie to all that will conuart For thou doest not of vs require Except an trwe and faithfull hart For thy goodnes no more considder My silthie sinnes night nor daye But wipe them all awaye to gidder Sith that I do repent and praye I know thou castes not awaye No wight that will on the depend Nor willis nor their death no waye But wold that they should leaue and mend With knees of my heart contreit I kneill full law before thy grace With teares distilling that I greit I weshe my bailfull blaickned face O Good Lord hear me in this caice And grant me my petitione And for my sinnes not me chaice But gif me full remissione Now saue me Lord since that I praye Saue me o God omnipotent And I shall loif the night and daye Whâll that my lyfe away be spent For all the vertues parmanent Of heauen the Angelles all and some They prayse the as most excellent In world of worldles for to come ⧠An Ballade against the foull and dâtâstable vice of dronâkinnesse ALl for douered ãâã in after drinck In an ãâ¦ã I layeâ Appeared suddamlie as I did shlâk Ould father Noye cled in an nyce arraye Shaikand his beird with asteirne voyce did saye Of all sinnes âxcesse is principall And bringes the bodie sonest to dekaye Pro. 31. Throw droncknes the mother of vices all I was the first that wine did plant or presse Thinking to be his master and his gyde But he deceaued me I the confesse Gen. 9. And of my Sonne was scorned in that tyde Because I could not my own secreittes hyde I cursed Cham my sonne and made him thrall Tyll his two brethren seruand till abyde Throw droncknes the mother of vices all What thogh I was be gild it was
no woder I had no counsell nor experience Ecle 31. But thou hast red of many skoir and hunder That vine hes broght till inconuenience Thou can not the excuse of ignorance Thou knowes their beastlie end and brutall fall And yet thou followes still the same offence Of droncknes the roote of vices all I planted wine for recreatione Of mannes heart and not him to confuse To drincke at tymes with moderatione Ephe. 5. The wine is good and not for to refuse But not as some hes surfetlie done vse Away to waught their wittes naturall And with the wyne their braines till abuse Throw droncknes the mother of vices all Thogh wyne in cupe with cullour christalline ⪠Appear right cleir with taist mellufââent Syne pleasaâdlie down to thy breist incline Proâ 2â I counsell the bewar and take good tent His stong is worse nor eddir or serpent And chaisses forth thy secreittes cordiall Where wine beareth reull all reason is absent Throw droncknes the roote of vices all The wine did Lot on suche an way molest That with his daughters twane to him vnknown With child them gat and did commit incest Throw beast lines he did abuse his own Gen. 1â And of that wicked seâd the which was sown Sprang vp an people diabolicall The Moabittes and the Ammonites thrown Throw droncknes the ground of vices all The mightie King of Assyrie Banadab Came in battaill with two and threttie Kinges Accontrare Israell and al 's the king Achab But two hundreth and threttie Vnderlinges Oâ Israell their seruandes and their dringes Assailzeit them in their exces brutall Ouercame them all and wan their great britin In droncknes the nouris of vices all Eâath sometime great King of Israell By âambry his seruand thow may reid The king ouercome with wyne that tratour fell His maister slew ⪠syne he rang in his steid 1. Samuel 13. Ammon kyng Dauidis sonne of royall seid At one shepeshearing bancket estuall By Absolon his brother was broght till deid In droncknes the mother of vices all Of all vices that vice is till abhore So might say Holifernus lieutenand To the awfull king Nabuchodonosore Iudâ 13. After his great conquestes in euerie land Suche pleasure on an tyme in wine he fand That Iudith in his tent with power small Strake of his heid left him still bledand In droncknes the mother of vices all Right as an roustie canker will not blin â Cor. 6. Whill it consume the steill all round about So doeth exces an dronckard dig within And delwes all reasone clene forth of his snout So when this cankre that steill hath eattin out The roust is readye to flite chide to brall Then will he feght thogh he be nothing stout In droncknes the mother of vices all Exces is regent of the sinnes sewen 1. Cor. 6. She is the poole wherein they row and fleit No dronckard shall haue portioune in the heauen Ephe. 5. But perishe shall with bellie indiscreit Thou shuld be rather filled with the spreit Gall. 5. Vsand the doctryne of the postle paull Leif sobirlie vpone thy browes sweit For droncknes is mother of vices all Stories humane I could an thousand shaw To what effect for why we haue a new Of exemples in Goddes word and law The whiche are iust and faithfull stories trew 1. Cor. 6. Into the testamentes twane boith old and new To shaw to the whole world vniuersall The great mischeif that daylie doeth insew Through droncknes the mother of vices all Saying these wordes then he approched narre I grant thy youth hes had sompart of wite But thou art happie yf thou can be warre And leif that foull and beastlie appetite In times past where thou was imperfite For pennance thou shall haue perpetuall First to forbeir and syne alwaye to write Aganes droncknes the mother of vices all As I awoik he lap awaye full light For werray fear I fell in such an trance That all the heares of my heid stude vp right When I ouercome syne had remembrance How Noye had me iniuned suche pennance Streght way for ink paper did I call And wrait this ryme denude of eloquence Aganes droncknes the mother of vices all Who maid this sang for suith I shall you tell Somtime an brother of Bacchus beastlie band âf ye wold know my name is Noruell That serued bacchus boith by sea and land Whill in his seruice so litill frute I fand That now I am becomâ his foo mortall And shall gar abstnence bind boith foot and hand Of droncken bacchus the father of vices all Finis How death doeth answer maike and send to them that do him vilipend Translated forth of frainshe by the said Noruell BLindit people fallin in fantaseis Seduced âdrouned in doctrines humane Why make ye me suche pomp and obsiqueis Sith that your mouthes still exicrattes my name Ye curse and warie when I your freindes clame But when it confines the diriges to sing The pridfull papistes they do me nothing blame Cause gold and monie to them I do inbring So by this maner my pompes ordinair Amendeth moir the leuing nor the deid For paynted tombes torches doole nor cair They can not clenge the soull nor help at neid Their is but Christes blode can make remeid By liuelie faith which purgeth man and wyfe And yet but me whom ye bear still at feid Ye can not entre intil Eternall lyfe Thogh I be vglie vyle and vndesyred Yet am I ordained by God celestiall And of the faithfull rather is requyred Nor this inconstant lyfe terrestriall Appering sweit is more bitter then gall The longer lyfe the mo thy sinnes esteme It is for lack of knowledge spirituall Since I the loue that doeth me thus blaspheme How shall I lufe the thou loues not thy sell That wold alway into this world be sene And frome the gloir so long thy self expell That Goddes word hes promest fair and clene Thogh thou posses the earth and sea screne Beautie witt strength and rest wout mischeif Trusting the second lyfe for tyll obteine Thou wold me wyshe yf thou did so beleif The postle Paull and prophettes cheritable Augustine Ambros and many holie wight Whose liues to Goddes word was agreable They thrusted after me both day and night Althogh thy flesh do striue aganst my might Yet for the loue of thy Father celest I shall the shew how thou shall folow right Them that my dart did neuer yet molest Pray God onelie of his grace the to geue That liuelie faith that Paull hath preched trew Thy lyfe syne after theme confirme and leue Do de ligence the outward man subdew Syne glaidlie die to leue with Christ Iesw Where thou shall regne with him in ioye coÌtent So this faith shall the inward man renew Althogh thy fleshe theirto will not consent Thâ soule is fire the bodie an tison Tisââ is called an âyerorâ r. â The soule
plant his breist withinne Suche giftes of grace that he shuld neuer sinne Thou knowest their is no man on earth leuand Thaâ can or may against thy will with stand Rom. 9. Sith thou art God our Lord Fathâr ãâã Why holdes thou vs in wo and miserie Why hast thou hardned thus our hearts minââ And syld our âyne we shuld not cleirlie sâ The thing that may thy will and pleasure be Why doest thou not of thy beneuolence Excuse our saâtes we do throw negligence 4. Es â Sith man is made of sinne bothe crope ãâã And can not drug but as thou lettes him drawe Why doest thou then that sinne to him impuâe The heart that shuld the fear and stand in awe Esa 54. Why doeth it worke against thy will and Lawe But as the iuste so hes thou made ãâã The murtherare for to distroye and âeill Euen as the potter with an lompe of lame Doeth after his owne santasie direct Some pott to honour and other some to shame So hes thou lykwyse creat and elect Some to thy gloire and some to be deiect Rom. ââ So of our sâlues we neuer haue sâe will For to do good but all mischeif and ill O sinsull wretche that doest thy self abuse Now damnable is thy frewoll argument Rom. 45. Will thou thy sinnes on the Lord excuse To dispute how dar thou thy self present With the deip wisdome of God omnipotent Esa 45. Sith ignorance hathe the dissaued plane Cry mercie for thy argumentes ãâã ãâ¦ã Consesse the âord the Lord of veritie Esa â3 1. Ioh. â ââ âhes â âit â 2. Tim. 2. Ioh. 1â Rom. â ând do not ãâ¦ã sence pleid His iudgementeâ ãâ¦ã of equitie His âânne is ãâã and remeid For all the sinnes that came of Adames seid Confesse at Baptisme how thow ãâã ãâã And sware the faithfull spouse to Iesus Christe Allas I fornicator full of cair All are spiritual fornicatours that wirshoppes not one God allauerhe Deut. 31 ââdiâ 2 8. Fornicatione for infidelitie and murmuratione against God NuÌb. 14 Following the apperite of lustes raige Dat not for shame my filthines declair For worldlie lust I lose my heritage I haue a pultered my whole mariage And followed hath my sensualitie I set at noght the word of veritie I grant my luste hathe me repââoâaâ And hathe me caused to forsake allace My Sauiour Christ and spouse immaculate How day I me present before his face Or how dar Iâ my spousâ require for grace Sith I my self made separatione Commiting filthie fornicatione To follow my lustes I did neuer blinne Rom 3. Nor neuer wold against them contest I am broght vp and nourest in to sinne Pro. 20. With dolour now why am I not opprest Sith I haue done forsake my spouse celâst O vile ãâã hast thou no shame Mat. 10. Christ to renunce of whom thou beares the name For ignorance for pleasure and delite For fals doctrine that doeth all men confuse 1. Cor. 14 For gluttonnie and beastlie appetite For them why hast thou done thy self abuse Note how ignorance doeth no man excuse Ther is no way since thou art so infect ââhes 1. But onelie Christ the spouse of his elect An spouse and that full of benignitie Not looking on my lyfe luxurious Psal 45. That for my lufâ hathe suffred death for me His dead hathe venquest death most furious Ephe. 5. And shewn him self an louer curious His grace and mercie most misericord Gal. 4. Hathe made my peace pointemeÌt with the Lord. Right as thou art my loue and Lord of blisse 1. Cor. 1. My Sauiour and God omnipotent Let thy sweit mercie me imbrace and kisse Epâe 2. On such an wise that in my heart thou prent Thy holie spreit thy Law and Testament Ioh. 14. And pardone me where I haue done rebell Eccle. â I come for loue and not for fear of hell Dulce Lord sweit spouse take on me thoght and Shewe me the waye that leades me most euen cure Iacob â Giue me the knawledge of thy trwe Scripture In sie dispair my sinnes hathe me dreuen That but thy grace I can not come to heauen Arme me with faith the springing streame well Râm 18 That I may venques the fleshe the Deuill hell Or thou do faill to them that thou doest loue Where faith is great as graââ of mustard seâd Mat. ââ The earth shall faill so shall the heauen aboue Rom. 5. I knowe thy mercie doeth right farre erceâd All my offence my sinne and wickâd dâid And since thou hast thy loue vpon me set Ioh. 1â O Lord I knowe thou will not me forget Which maketh me cry on hight away despair Ephes 2 That so long tyme haith done molest my minde Sith Christ is so benigne bothe late and aire Col. 1. Moued with pretie he will not be vnkinde 1. Ioh. 4 Ioh. 5. For to forgeue his nature is inclinde For his great mercie as wrytes cunning clerkes Doeth farre transcend aboue his godlie werkes Esa 34 For our sinnes Lord we grant thy celsitude Ephe. 2. Of thy mere mercie and speciall grace Frelie thou wishe awaye with thy sweit bloode Heb. 9 1â The whole iniquitie that came of Adames race And meased thy Fathers wrathe in to that cace Rom. 5. Where he stude right glaidlie well content With that one offring that thou did him present Col. 1. Because we could not wirke the Fathers will Gal. 3. We were subdewed to dampnatione Of death and hell whill Christ did it fulfill Ephe. 1. And shed his pretious blood for our saluatione Which is our health our lyfe and our purgatione 1 ââââ Hâb 9. We knewe their is no clen âeing to conclude But our purgatione by Christes death bloode No purgatione is named euen nor od In holie Scripture Goddes word of veritie But onelie Iesus Christ the Sonne of God Hathe purâed vs of our iniquitie Heb. 1. Where we were bouÌd the Lord hathe made vs fre From hell from deathe and euerlasting pane Sapt 7. And vs restored haith to lyfe agane It is no meruell thogh our hearttes befoâie Sith we haue through our slouth and negligeÌce ââ libro sentenââââââ Beleued to haue an other purgatorie When from this vaill of wo that we shall hence As writtey is in the booke of Sentence That we shall to an certane tyre returne And many hundreth yeres theirin till burne And shall not come to blesse uers the heauen But their till cry till fry till glour ⪠and gaip Whil for iche sume we haue burnt yâres seuaââ Idem â ãâã And no maner of waye forââll eâchaip But by the Messâ and paâââous of the paip If this be trwe as they ãâã preached plane TheÌ Christ hathe shed his prâtionâ blood in vane The Father doeth no satisfactione knawe Psal 4â