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Because no man, be he never so holy, good and perfect, should think that through his own holiness, goodness & perfection, he had deserved that his death should be dear, precious, and of great valour in the Lords sight, or else because that he had suffered many great tor merits for the glory of God, yea & perchance very death, & so by that means recount himself worthy by his own deserts of the life eternal: our Minstrel David in this verse of his song, not unto the ⟨image 70⟩derogation of the saints honour, which are not to be defrauded of their praise, but unto the promotion & setting forth of Gods glory, singeth here, how it cometh to pass, that the death of Saints, that is, of the faithful, is so precious i the sight of the Lord. The cause is this, saith he, because God hath broken their bonds. For what is man, that he may appear righteous ¹in the sight of God, before whom a child of one day old is not pure, nor the stars in the Element, nor nor yet the Angels in heaven. ²There is no man good, but God alone. All our righteousnesses are as a clothe polluted with menstrue. Who is able to say, my hart is pure & I am clean without sin? The most righteous man in the world may pray on this manner with David, Lord enter not into judge meant with thy servant, for none ⟨image 70⟩y• liveth, shall be found righteous in ³thy sight. Is it any marvel, when of our selves we are not able to think a good thought, much less to work any good deed by our own power, before we be regenerate, borne a new, and made other men by Christs Spirit.

BEcause no man, be he neuer so holy, good and perfecte, should thyncke that thorowe his owne holynes, goodnes & perfeccion, he had deserued that his deathe shoulde be dere, precious, and of great valour in the Lordes syght, or els because that he had suffred many great tor mentes for the glorye of God, yea & perchaunse very death, & so by that meanes recounte hymselfe worthy by hys owne desertes of the lyfe eternall: oure Mynstrell Dauid in this verse of his songe, not vnto the