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The second [seventh] sermon of Master Hugh Latimer which he preached before the Kings…The seconde [seventh] sermon of Maister Hughe Latimer which he preached before the Kynges…
The second [seventh] sermon of Master Hugh Latimer which he preached before the Kings Majesty [with?]in his graces palace at Westminster, the xv. day of March [-xix day of April], M.ccccc.xlix.The seconde [seventh] sermon of Maister Hughe Latimer which he preached before the Kynges Maiestie [with?]in his graces palayce at Westminster, ye xv. day of Marche [-xix daye of Apryll], M.ccccc.xlix.
printed by John Day, 1549printed by Jhon Day, 1549
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If we have received good things of God, why should we not suffer likewise evil?1 It was not for any such thing, that he was so vexed, but the sight of this face of death and hell, was offered to him so lively that he would have been out of this world. It was this evil favoured face of death that so troubled him. King David also said, in contemplation of this ugsome face. Laboravi in gemitu meo. I have been sore vexed with sighing & mourning. Turbatus est a furore oculus meus. Mine eye hath been greatly ⟨image 190⟩troubled in my rage. A straun• thing, when he had to fight with Goliath that monstrous giant,2 who was able to have eaten him, he could a bide him, & was nothing a frayed and now what a work? what exclamations makes he at the sight of death?3 Jonah likewise was bold enough, to bid the shipmen cast him into the sea, he had not yet seen that face and visage, but when he was in the Whales belly, and had there the beholding of it, what terror and distress abode he? Hezekiah when he saw Sennacherib besieging his city on every side most violently,4 was nothing a frayde of the great host and mighty army that was like to destroy ⟨image 191⟩him out of hand, yet he was a frayed of death. When the Prophet came unto him, and sayed:5 Dispone domini tue, morte morieris, et non vines.
If we haue receyued good thynges of God, why shoulde we not suffer likewyse euyll?1 It was not for any suche thynge, that he was so vexed, but the syght of thys face of death and hel, was offered to hym so lyuely that he wolde haue bene oute of thys worlde. It was thys euyl fauored face of death that so troubled hym. Kynge Dauid also sayed, in contemplaciō of thys vgsome face. Laboraui in gemitu meo. I haue bene sore vexed with sighyng & mourning. Turbatus est a furore oculus meus. Myne eye hath bene greatlye