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mercy_n	judgement_n	sin_n	sinner_n	2,057	5	7.5058	4	false

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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

vnto the multitude of thy compassions For many ye and infinite ar thy compassions / that accordynge I saye to the multytude of thy cōpassions thou vouchsafe to quench my synne that as thou hast drawen and receyued īnumerable synners and haste made them ryghtuous / euen so that thou wylte drawe and take me and make me ryghtwyse throughe thy grace and fauour / therfore accordyng to the multitude of thy cōpassions wype away myne iniquite Clense and puritie myne herte that after all myne iniquite is put out all my vnclennesse clensed it maye be as a clene table in the whiche the fynger of god may wryte the lawe of his loue and charite with the whiche can none iniquite continue Yet washe me more from myne iniquite and clense me from my synne ¶ I graunte and knowlege oh lorde thou hast ones put out myne iniquite thou hast put it out agayne and haste washed me a thousande tymes / how be it yet washe me frō myne iniquite / for I am fallen agayne Doste thou vse to spare a synfull man vntyll a certeyne numbre of his synne / whiche when Peter enquyred / how often shal my brother offende agaynst me / and I shal forgeue hym / whether seuen tymes thou answeredste I saye not seuen tymes but seuentye tymes seuen tymes takynge that certeyne nūbre / for an infinite nūbre Sith then that a man must forgeue so ofte shalt thou in pardonyng forgeuenes be passed of a man is not God more then man is he not better then man ye rather God is the great lorde euery man lyuyng is nothynge thing but all vanite And only god is good and euery man a lyar hast thou not sayed In what houre so euer the synner doth repent I wyll not remēbre any of his iniquities Beholde I a synner do repête morne for myne olde preuy sores festred within now at they broken forth for myne owne folyshnesse I am depressed and sore broken I walke in continuall morninge / I am feble and very weake / I roored for the sorowe of myne herte Lorde all my desyres are before the and my sorowfull syghes at not vnknowne vnto the. Myne herte trēbleth and panteth for sorow / my strēgth sayleth me and euen the very syghte of myne tyes cease from theyr office Wherfore then oh lorde doste thou not put awaye myne iniquity And yf thou put it out accordinge to the multytude of thy mercyes / yet washe me from myne iniquite For yet am I not perfeytly purefyed funished thy worke take awaye the hole offence and also the payne that is due vnto the crune encreate thy lyght with in me Kendle myne herte with thy loue cherite put out al feare / for perfayte loue sendeth awaye feare Let the loue of the worlde the loue of the flesshe the loue of vayne glorye the loue of my selfe vtterly departe fro me / yet fryll more more wash me from myne iniquite by the which I haue offended agaynst my neighbour and clense me from my synne that I haue committed agaynste god I wolde haue the put away not only the faute payne that foloweth it but also the occasion and nouryshment of synne Washe me I saye with the water of thy gracyous fauoure with water of which he that drinketh shall not thyrst for euer but it shall be made in hym a fontayne of lyuynge water runnynge in to euer lastynge lyfe Washe me with the comfortable waters of thy holye scriptures that I maye be nūbred among them vnto whom thou saydest Now are ye clene for my wordes which I haue spokē vnto you Io. xiij For I knowlege myne inyquyte and my synne is euer before myne iyes ¶ Although through the beholding of thy mercy and compassions I may be bolde to flye vnto the oh lorde yet wyl I not come as the Pharise whiche prayed not but rather ther praysed hym selfe despised his neigh boure but I come vnto the as the publican Lu. xviij which durst not lyfte vp his iyes vnto Heauen For I also do knowlege myne inyquyte / and whyles I pondre my synnes I dare not lyfte vp myne tyes / but humbelynge my selfe with the Publicane I saye God be mercyfull to me a synner My soule wauereth betwene hope feare and somtyme for the feare of my synnes whiche I feale and knowlege to be in me I am ready to despayre / somtyme throughe the hope of thy mercy / I am lyfted vp and conforted Neuerthelesse because that thy mercy is greater thē my misery I wyl euer lorde truste in the and wyll synge oute thy plentuous compassyons for euer For I knowe that thou desyrest not the deathe of a synner / but rather that he were conuerted and that he wolde knowlege his iniquite and forsake his synne / and so come to the that he maye lyue ¶ My god graunte me that I maye lyue in the / for I knowlege my wyckednesse / I knowe what a greuous burthen it is how copious / how ieoperdious I am not ignoraunt of it / I hide it not but set it euē before myne eies / that I maye washe it with my teares and knowlege vnto the Lorde myne vnryghtwysnesse agaynste my selfe And also my synne which I haue proudly done agaynste the / is euer agaynst me / and therfore it is agaynste me / because I haue sinned agaynst the it is truly against me / for it is euē against my soule / accuseth me euer before the my iudge condēpneth me euer in euery place and it is so agaynste me that it is euer before my face and stondeth but agaynst me that my prayer maye not perce through vnto the / that it myght take thy mercy fro me hynder thy mercye that it can not come at me therfore do I trēble and therfore do I morne besechyng thy mercy Therfore oh lorde as thou hast gyuen this grace vnto me to knowe my wickednesse and to bewayle my synne euē so accomplysh this thy beneuolence gyuynge me a ꝑfayte fayth / drawyng me vnto thy sonne which hath made a ful satisfactiō for all my sinnes Geue me lorde this precious gyfte for euery good gyfte and euery parfeyte gyfte is from aboue comyng from the father of lyght Agaynst the only haue I synned haue done that which is euyll in thy sight that thou maist be iustified in thy wordꝭ mayst haue the victorie when thou art iudged ¶ I haue ouermoch sinned vnto the alone / for thou cōmaundedst me the I sholde loue the for thy selfe / shold loue al creatures for thy sake But I haue loued a creature more then the / louynge it euen for it selfe What is synne but to loue a creature for it selfe and what is that / but to do agaynst the Surely he the loueth a creature for it selfe maketh that creature his God And therfore haue I synned agaynste the onely / for I haue made a creature my god So haue I caste the awaye /

wordes and vayne coulours of the rethorycans Not worldly maters and policyes / not vnfrutfull wayes of vanue / not wayes that leade men in to deathe But thy wayes and thy preceptes whiche lead vnto lyfe / nether wyll I teache them only one waye but many wayes for manye are thy cōmaundementes / how be it all these wayes ende in one / that is in loue charyte / whiche doth so combynde the faythfull hertes / that they haue one mynde and one wyll in god Or elles maye we vnderstonde by thy many waies / the dyuers maner of liuyng / wherin euery man walketh accordyng to his vocacyon some maryed / some lyuynge chaste in wedowhod / some vyrgyns and so forth / these walke after dyuerse wayes in to theyr heuenlye inherytaunce he may best subdue his rebellyous mēbres Thus wyll I teache the wycked thy wayes accordyng to theyr capacite and cōdicyon And the vngodly shall be cōuerted vnto the / for I wyll preache vnto theym not my selfe / but Christ crucified and they shal be conuerted not vnto my prayse / but vnto the / geuyng the all honour prayse / they shal leaue theyr owne wayes come vnto thyne / that they may walke in them and so consequently attayne vnto the. Delyuer me frome bloudes oh god the god of my helthe / and my tongue shal tryumphe vpon thy ryghtwysnes ¶ I am styfled in moch bloude / and from the depth of it shall I crye vnto the lorde / Lorde herken vnto my voyce Tarye not lorde for I am euen at the verye poynte of deathe / this bloude that I speake of ar my synnes / for as the bodelye lyfe consysteth in bloude / euen so is the lyfe of a synner in his synne poure out the bloude / and the beaste dyeth poure out the synne knowlegynge it vnto god / and the synner dyeth and is made ryghtwyse Neyther am I wrapped in bloude / but ouerwhelmed and drowned in bloudes / ful stremes of bloudʒ do dryue me in to hell / helpe me lorde lesse I peryshe Oh God whiche gouernest all thynges / whiche onely canst delyuer me / in whose hande is the spirite of al lyfe / ryd and purge me from these bloudes Deliuer me from bloudes Oh God the auctor of my healthe / God in whome onelye consysteth my saluacyon Delyuer me Lorde / as thou delyueredst Noe from the waters of the floude Delyuer me as thou delyueredst Lothe frome the fyer of Sodom Delyuer me as thou delyueredst the chyldren of Israel frome the depthe of the red see / delyuer me as thou delyuerdst Ionas frō the bely of the whale / deliuer me as thou delyueredst the thre chyldren from the furnace of burnyng fyer Delyuer me as thou delyueredst Peter frome the peryll of the see Delyuer me as thou deliueredst Paule from the depthe of the see Delyuer me as thou hast delyuered infinyte synners from the power of deathe and from the gates of hell And then shall my tongue tryumphe thy ryghtwysnes / that is for thy ryghtwysnes whiche I shall feale ane perceyue in me through thy gracyous fauoure For thy ryghtwysnes as thapostle say the Ro. iij. cometh by the faythe of Iesus Christe vnto all and vpon all them that beleue in hym / then shall my tongue tryumphe in praysyng this thy ryghtwysnes / cōmendynge thy fauoure / magnifieng thy pyty / knowlegynge my synnes / that thy mercye may be declared in me which wold vouch safe to iustefye suche a greate synner / and that all men may knowe that thou sauest them whiche truste in the and delyuerest them from extreme anguysshe and aduersite o lorde our god _____ Lorde opē thou my lippes and then my mouth shal shewe forthe thy prayse _____ ¶ Thy prayse is a great thynge o lorde / for it proceadeth out of thy fountayne wherof no synner drynketh It is no glorious prayse that cometh of a synners mouthe / delyuer me therfore frō bloude oh lorde the god of my helthe my tongue shall magnifie thy ryghtwysnes And then shalte thou lorde open my lyppes my mouth shal shewe forthe thy prayse / for thou hast the kaye of Dauid whiche shettest no man openeth / openest no man shetteth / therfore open thou my lyppes as thou openest the mouthes of infantes sucktlynges / out of whose mouthes thou hast stablisshed thi praise These truely were thy Prophetes / Apostels and other saintes which haue praised the with a syngle and pure herte and mouth / not the Philosophers oratours which haue sayde / we wyll magnyfie our tongue / our lyppes be in our owne power / who is our god They opened theyr owne mouthes / thou openedst them not / neither yet stablysshed thy prayse out of thyr mouthes Thy infauntes lorde praysed the and despysed thē selues The phylosophers went aboute to prayse them selues and magnifye theyr owne name Thy suckelynges extolied thy fame glorye which they knew throughe heuenlye fa●oure The philosophers knowyng the only by natural creatures / coulde neuer perfeytlye exproue thy renowne Thy sayntꝭ magnified the with theyr hert / mouth and good workes The philosophers only with wordes and their own sotle imaginations thy chyldrē haue spred thy glorie throughout all the world The philosophers haue instruct but a few of theyr own adherentꝭ Thy fredes wi●h spredyng thy glorye haue conuerted innumerable men from synne vnto vertue and vnto true felicyte The Philosophers nether knewe true vertues neither yet true felycyte Thy welbeloued haue preached openlye thy bounteous gentlenes mercyable fauoure / whiche thou shewedst in thy deare sonne vnto all the worlde But the philosophers coulde neuer attayne to knowe it Therfore out of the mouthe of infauntes and suckelynges haste thou stablysshed thy praise / for it haue euer pleased the to exalte the humble and brynge lowe the proude / now seynge thou dost euer resiste fyst the proude / geue me true humilite that thou mayste stablysshe thy prayse by my mouthe Geue me a chyldes herte / for excepre I turne backe become as a chylde I can not entre in to the kyngdome of heuen / make me as one of thy infauntes or suckelynges / that I maye euer hange on the teates of thy wysdome for thy teates are better then wyne / and thy wysdome better then all rychesse / so that nothynge can be compared vnto it / for it is to mē an infinite treasure whiche they that vse are made pertetakers of the frendshyp of god / therfore yf thou make me a childe thē shalt thou stablyshe thy prayse in my mouthe for then shalte thou open my lyppes my mouth shall shewe forth thy prayse shall ꝑfeytly declare it euen as thou hast publyshed it by the mouth of thyne infantꝭ and suckelinges Yf thou hadst desyred sacrifices I had surely offered them but thou delyghtedst nor in brente sacryfices ¶ My mouth lorde shall shewe forth thy gloryous fame / for I knowe the this thyng is most acceptable