A godly medytacyon of the christen sowle, concerninge a loue towardes God and hys Christe — John Shaqi
A godly medytacyon of the christen sowle, concerninge a loue towardes God and hys ChristeMarguerite, Queen, consort of Henry II, King of Navarre
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A godly medytacyon of the christen sowle, concerninge a loue towardes God and hys Christe
Marguerite, Queen, consort of Henry II, King of Navarre
Devotional literature; Meditations -- Early works to 1800
For I doubted whether it were thu, or els a fabyllouse writynge that so
sayde. For I was so folyshe, that without loue I ded reade thy worde.
I consydered not wele the comparyson of the vyneyearde whych brought
fourth thornes & bryers in stede of good frute, that it sygnyfyed me
whych had so done. I knowe it wele ynough, that whan thu dedyst call the
baren wyfe, saynge, Returne Sulamyte. All thys dedyst thu speake that I,
shulde forsake my synne. And of all these wordes ded I, as though I had
vnderstande neuer a whytt. But whan I ded peruse Hieremy the prophete,
I confesse that I had in the readynge therof, feare in my harte and
bashefulnesse in my face. I wyll tell it, yea with teares in myne eyes,
and all for thy honoure, and to suppresse my pryde. Thu hast sayde by
that holy prophete, if a woman hath offended her husbande, and is so left
of hym for goynge astraye with other. Namely if he therupō refuseth her
for euer, is she not to be estemed poluted and of no value?
[Sidenote: Ezech. 18.]
[Sidenote: Hiere. 3.]
The lawe doth consente to put her in the hādes of iustyce, or to dryue
her awaye & so neuer to se her or to take her agayne. Thu hast made the
sepracyon from my bedde (sayth he vnto me) & placed foren louers in my
roume, commyttynge with them fornycacyon. Yet for all thys thu mayst
returne vnto me agayne. For I wyll not alwayes be āgrye agaynst the.
Lyfte vp thyne eyes, & loke aboute the on euery syde. Thā shalte thu wele
se, into what place thy synne hath led the, & how thou lyest downe in the
earthe. O poore sowle, loke where thy synne hath put the. Euen vpon the
hygh wayes, where thu dedyst wayte, and tarrye for to begyle thē that
came by, euen as a thefe doth whych is hydden in the wyldernesse. Therfor
thu in fulfyllynge thy wicked pleasure, hast with fornycacyon infected
all the earthe whych was aboute the. Thyne eye, thy foreheade, and thy
face haue loste all their honest good maner. For they were suche as an
harlot hath, and yet thu haddest no shame of thy synne.
[Sidenote: Iob. 10.]
[Sidenote: Hebre. 11.]
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