But I which am thy creature, to whom it is not one thing to live, and an other to live blessedly and happily: all, both in that I live, and in that I live haply, I ought not to at tribute nor refer it to be received of any body, but of thy favour. And therefore have we need of thee but not thou of us, because if we were not at all, yet shouldest thou lack nothing of thy goodness. Therefore (O lord) it is necessary for us to stick and cleave unto thee, that by thy continual help we may be able to live holily, virtuously, and as we ought to live For with the weight of our frailness ⟨p. 91⟩we are drawn ever downward, but by thy gift we are stir red & carried upward: we fervently desire to ascend, we make certain ascensions in our harts, lifting them upward, & sing the songs of stars, we the fire of thy love (I say) are we kindled & moved to go we thee. Whether go we now upward, unto the peace of Jerusalem? because I was glad & did rejoice in those things which were spoken unto me: we will go into the house of our Lord: there hath he placed us, we will have good things, that we may will or desire no thing else, but to tarry and remain there for ever. But for as much as ⟨image 93⟩whiles we be clad with this bo, dy, we do as it were go a stray & are strangers unto thee: we have not here an abiding place for ever but we seek for one that is to come. Our abiding place is in heaven. Therefore thy favour and grace being my guide, I enter in to the chamber of my hart, and sing unto thee songs of love (my king & my God) mourning with marvellous sighings in this place of my peregrination, whereas thy justices are made my songs. And when I remember Jerusalem, I extend and stretch forth toward it the senses of my hart: Jerusalem (I say which is my country ⟨p. 92⟩Jerusalem which is my mother: and toward thee which art a king over her, her light, her father, her defender, her patron, her governor, her keeper, her chaste and strong delight, her only and whole pleasure, & all her goodness comes of thee, because thou art the chief good & the true good, & I will never turn back, until thou bring me home from this Pilgrimage (in which I am deformedly scattered abroad) unto the peace of my dearly beloved mother, whereas be the first fruits of my spirit, and until thou (O God which art my mercy) fashion me and confirm me for ever
But I whiche am thy creature, to whom it is not one thing to liue, and an other to liue blessedly and happily: all, bothe in that I liue, and in that I liue happely, I ought not to at tribute nor refer it to be receiued of any body, but of thy fauour. And therfore haue we need of thee but not yu of vs, because if we were not at al, yet shouldest thou lack nothing of thy goodnes. Therfore (O lorde) it is necessary for vs to stick and cleaue vnto thee, that by thy continuall help we may be able to liue holily, vertuously, and as we ought to liue For with ye waight of our frailnes ⟨p. 91⟩we are drawn euer downward, but by thy gift we are stir red & caried vpward: we feruent ly desire to ascend, we make certain ascensions in our harts, lifting thē vpward, & sing ye sōgs of stars, we ye fire of thy loue (I say) are we kindled & moued to go we thee. Whether go we now vpward, vnto ye peace of Ierusalē? because I was glad & did reioice in those things whice were spoken vnto me: we wil go into the hous of our Lorde: there hath he placed vs, we will haue good things, ytwe may wil or dsire no thing els, but to tari and remain ther for euer. But for as much as ⟨image 93⟩whiles we be clad with this bo, dy, we do as it were go a stray & are straungers vnto thee: we haue not heer an abiding place for euer but we seek for one yt is to come. Our abiding place is in heauen. Therfore thy fauor and grace being my guide, I enter in to the chamber of my hart, and sing vnto thee songs of loue (my king & my God) mourning with merueilous sighīgs in this place of my peregrinatiō, wheras thy iustices are made my songs. And when I remember Ierusalem, I extend and stretch forth toward it the sences of my hart: Ierusalem (I say whiche is my coūtrey ⟨p. 92⟩Ierusalem which is my mother: and toward thee whiche art a king ouer her, her light, her father, her defender, her patrone, her gouernour, her keeper, her chaste and strong delite, her only and whole pleasure, & all her goodnes comes of thee, because thou art ye cheef good & the true good, & I will neuer turn back, vntil thou bring me home from this Pilgrimage (in whiche I am deformedlt scattered abrode) vnto the peace of my deerely beloued mother, wheras be ye first frutes of my spirite, and vntill thou (O God which art my mer cy) fashiō me and confirm me for euer