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The solace of the soule agaynst the bytter stormes of sycknes and deathe greatly encouragynge the faythfull, paciently to suffer the good pleasure of God in all kynd of aduersite, newly set forth in Englysshe by Thomas Becon.
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Becon, Thomas, 1512-1567.
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is most swet most acceptable and most pleasauÌt And although it be so that our oldâ Adam treÌbleth at it excheweth and abhorreth it yet the inward man iâ redy and wylling to suffer it for asmuche as he perceyueth knoweth that by it he is delyuered frome all fylthines of syn vice wretchednes and departethe vnto euerlastynge ioyes ¶ How they are to be comforted whyche are in parell of death THE best God and thy most louing father hauyng pytie on the o Brother calleth the from thys most wretched miserable lyfe wyllyng to remoue the vnto him and to cary the into y â perpetual ioyes of the heaueÌly life Therfore yelde gyue ouer coÌmende to hym wholly thy selfe all that euer thou hast what so euer hys wyl is lette thy wyll be thesame and saye lette thy wyl be done o father God and not myne cry vnto Christ with the thefe fastened to the crosse remeÌ ber me o Lorde when thou comeste into thy Kyngdome erye wyth the Publican Lorde be mercifull to mâ wretched synner cry instanstly with that earneste woman the Cananite o sonne of Dauid haue mercy on me Yf thou cryest thus Chryste wyll heare the doubte not he wyll haue mercy on the he wyll forgyue the thy synnes yea thou shalte be wyth hym in paradyse therfore lay hande on thys Christe cleue to him wyth tothe and nayle commyt thy soule vnto him cry wyth this christ crucifyde vnto God the comon father o Lorde my truste is in the let me neuer be putte to confusion but rydde me and delyuer me thorowe thy ryghteousnes Bowe downe thyne eare vnto me make haste to delyuer me Be thou my God and stronge holde wherunto I may alwaye fle that thou mayst helpe me for thou arte my strenght and refuge thou art my defender Into thy handes I coÌmende my spirite crye also wyth Dauid o Lorde thou art my strenghte my sure holde my refuge and my delyuerer O my God thou art my helper my defeÌder and the horne of my health and my protection Unto the o Lord lyfte I vp my soule o my God my truste is in the let me not be dryuen to shame dyrecte me in thy truth thou art the God my sauionre RemeÌber o Lord thy tender mercies and thy pyteful compassions whiche thou hast euer vsed Remember not the trespasses of my yonghe Accordynge to thy mercye remember me for thy goodnes sake for thy names sake o lord forgyue my synne for it is muche loke on me and haue pytye on me deliuer me from my necessities forgyue me all my offenses kepe my soule and delyuer me Lette me not be put to coÌfusion for my hole trust is in the. Yf on thys maner thou wylte call for the helpe of God with and hole hart god wyl surely helpeâ the in tyme conuenient and he wyll say vnto the that whyche is in the Psalme Forasmuch as he hath put his trust in me I wyl delyuer him I wyll defeÌde hym because he hath knowen my name He hathe cryed vnto me I wyll fauorably heare hym I am wyth hym in hys tribulatioÌ I wyll delyuer him glorifie hym Wherfore o thou Christiane fyght here a good fyght stryue valeauÌtly with a good corrage as it becometh a true christeaÌ man take hede y â geuest not ouer take hede thou turnest not thy backe ther is no daunger thou stryueste not here alone but Iesus Christ the kyng is thy guyde in thys agony thys thy guyde captaine shal be thyn auen ger in this battel he shal defende and delyuer the froÌ all the enemyes of thy soule froÌ all perell from all misery and wretchednes folow this captayn goyng before the in this coÌflicte and battell he is a kynge not like to other but of an exceding and infinite powre he hath alredy ouercome and throwne vnder the foote for thy sake death Satan and hell death is swallowed vp into victory Christ dyed for the Therfore euerlastyng death hath no power in the Christ went down for the vnto hel that he myght deliuer the from this euerlasting darknesses therfore be on a lustye and boldâ mynde and wyth a valeauÌte courage brast into the army Put awaye all feare ther is no daunger in thys behalfe ther is no cause why thou shuldest feare the fearce and streyghte iudgement of God Christe Iesus is a mediatour before God the same is an aduocate yea and thy Patrone defender Byshoppe and Preeste He hathe reconcyled the to God and hathe restored to the hys fafatherly mynde whych before was estraunged from the for thy sinnes God for Christes sake is nowe thy father he taketh charge of the he entierly loueth the as his most tender sonne Nowe seynge that so noble a kyng staÌdeth on thy syde who shall putte the to any busynes who shall be bolde to assayle the or ones fyght agaynst the who I pray the shal do the any wronge what dauÌger caÌ ther be heare Paule Yf god be on our syde sayth he who can be agaynst vs whyche spared not hys awne son but gaue hym for vs all how is it possible that wyth him he shoulde not gyue vs all thynges who shal lay any thyng to the charge of Gods electe It is God that iustifieth who is he that caÌ condemne it is Christ that dyed yea whych rose agayne whyche also is at the right hande of god and maketh intercession for vs Who shall sepaâate vs from the law of God I am sure that neyther death nor lyfe nor âyghenes nor depenes nor any other creature can seperate vs from tha law of God whych is in Christ Iesu oure Lorde Therfore seynge that Christ is gyuen to the wyth all that euer he hathe so folowethe it that hys ryghteousnes innocency health and euerlastynge lyfe is gyuen to the as Paule wytnesse the sayinge Christe is made of God oure wysdome ryghteousnes sanctification and redemptioÌ Therfore putte all thy hope truste and confidence in thys Christe whyche is the heade cornerstone Thys stone is a valeaunte stronge stedfaste and sure fouÌdation wherunto thou mayste safely truste and commytte thy selfe No tempest although neuer so blacke and horryble no showers no stormes caÌ shake and topple euer thys foundation In thys Christe I saye let all thy hope and confydence be sette Caste thy selfe wholly on hym yelde thy selfe altogyther to hym cleue to hym wyth stronge fayth let no trouble or teÌptation plucke the froÌ him although all thynges seme neuer somuche to the go to hauocke althoughe sleshâ and bloude yell the neuer so muche the contrary and reason thynkethe farre otherwyse yea althoughe thââ Deuyll sometyme whysper in thy mynde that thou arte vtterlye vndone that God is an extreme enemy vnto the and that thou haste deserued the punishment of hel fyre and therfore thou must nedes be daÌpned ⪠For faith is a sure confidence and â lokynge for of