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Certain sermons preached before the Queens Majesty, and at Pauls crossCertaine sermons preached before the Queenes Maiestie, and at Paules crosse
Certain sermons preached before the Queens Majesty, and at Pauls cross, by the reverend father John Jewel late Bishop of Salisbury. Whereunto is added a short treatise of the sacraments, gathered out of other his sermons, made upon that matter, in his cathedral church at SalisburyCertaine sermons preached before the Queenes Maiestie, and at Paules crosse, by the reuerend father Iohn Ievvel late Bishop of Salisburie. Whereunto is added a short treatise of the sacraments, gathered out of other his sermons, made vpon that matter, in his cathedrall church at Salisburie
London: printed by Christopher Barker, 1583
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Here is the proof & trial of your patience, & faith: remember the patience of Job, in all his miseries he praised y• name of the Lord. Although (saith he) he should kill me, yet will I put my trust in God. Although my bowels be consumed within me, and my members of my body be rent a sunder, and the pangs be never so great, yet can I not but trust in him. Love not ⟨image 187⟩1the world, nor yt things that be in the world. The world passeth away, & the lust thereof. The wise man saith. I have considered all the works that are done under the sun, & behold, all is vanity 2& vexation of spirit. Again, great travel is created for all men, & an heavy yoke upon the sons of Adam, from the day ye they go out of 3their mothers womb, till the day that they return to the mother of all things. Christ hath therefore wille• us to wake, & be ready, because we know not in what hour our master will come. He saith, Behold, I come as a thief: blessed is he which watcheth & keepeth his garments, 4least he walk naked, & men see his filthiness.
Here is the proofe & trial of your patience, & faith: remember the patience of Iob, in al his miseries he praised y• name of the Lord. Although (saith hee) he shoulde kill me, yet wyl I put my trust in God. Although my bowels be consumed within mee, and my members of my body bee rent a sunder, and the pangues bee neuer so great, yet can I not but trust in him. Loue not ⟨image 187⟩1the world, nor yt things that be in the world. The world passeth away, & the lust therof. The wise man saith. I haue cōsidered al the works that are done vnder the sun, & behold, al is vanitie 2