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The governance of virtue teaching all faithful christia[n]s, how they ought daily to lead…The gouernaunce of vertue teaching all faythful christia[n]s, how they oughte daily to leade…
The governance of virtue teaching all faithful christia[n]s, how they ought daily to lead their life, & fruitfully to spend their time unto the glory of God & the health of their own souls. Newly corrected & augme[n]ted by Thomas Becon. 1566The gouernaunce of vertue teaching all faythful christia[n]s, how they oughte daily to leade their lyfe, & fruitfully to spend their time vnto the glorye of God & the health of their owne soules. Newlye corrected & augme[n]ted by Thomas Becon. 1566
London: printed by John Day, 1566London: printed by Iohn Day, 1566
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.
What shall I do with all these your sacrifices,1 saith the Lord: I am full of them. The burnt offerings of Weathers and fatlings, the blood of Calves, Lambs, and Goats, I will none of them. When ye come before my sight, who required these things at your hands, that ye should walk in my courts? Bring me no more sacrifice on this manner in vain: Your sensing is abomination unto me. The feasts of the new Moon, and the Sabbaths, and other holy days I can not abide. Your congregations are wicked: Your Kalends and your solemn feasts, my soul hateth. I am even weary of them. It grieveth me to the hart for to suffer them. When ye shall pray many prayers: I will not hear you. For your hands are full of blood. Be ye washed and clean. Take away your evil thoughts from mine eyes. Cease to do evil, learn to do well. Seek judgement, help the poor oppressed: be favourable to the fatherless, defend y• widow, and then come & prove me, saith the lord. If your sins be as read as scarlet, ⟨image 67⟩yet shall they be made as white as snow. And if they be made like purple, yet shall they be made as white as wool. If that ye will be contented & hear me, ye shall eat the good fruits of y• earth. If that ye will not, but provoke me to anger, the sword shall devour you, for the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it.
What shall I do with all these your sacrifices,1 sayth the Lord: I am full of them. The burnte offeringes of Weathers and fatlynges, the bloude of Calues, Lambes, and Goates, I will none of them. When ye come before my sighte, who requyred these thinges at your handes, that ye shoulde walke in my courtes? Bryng me no more sacrifice on thys manner in vain: Your sensing is abhomination vnto me. The feastes of the new Moone, and the Sabbothes, and other holy dayes I can not abide. Your congregations are wicked: Your Kalendes and your solemne feastes, my soule hateth. I am euen werye of them. It greueth me to the hart for to suffer them. When ye shall praye many prayers: I will not heare you. For your handes are full of bloude. Bee ye washed and cleane. Take awaye your euil thoughts from myne eyes. Cease to do euill, learne to doe well. Seeke iudgement, helpe the poore oppressed: be fauourable to the fatherlesse, defend y widdow, and then come & proue me, sayth the lord. If your sinnes bee as redde as scarlet,