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The pomander of prayer, newly madeThe pomaunder of prayer, newly made
The pomander of prayer, newly made by Thomas BeconThe pomaunder of prayer, newly made by Thomas Becon
Imprinted at London : Over Aldersgate beneath .S. Martins, by John Day, 1561Imprinted at London : Ouer Aldersgate benethe .S. Martins, by Iohn Day, 1561
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.
¶ A devout prayer unto Christ
¶ A deuout prayer vnto Christe
O Christ and God, which art my hope, and the true & gentle lover of mankind, the light, the way, the life, the health, the honour and worship of them that be thine: I beseech thee call to thy remembrance all things that thou willingly didst suffer for them, both bonds, cross, wounds, death and sepulchre, which after three days, death being over comed, didst rise, wast seen of thy Disciples, reforming their harts and establishing them that were almost inclining from thee: the forty day after didst ascend up to ⟨image 90⟩heaven, which livest everlastingly now, and reignest through out worlds, thou art my God both living and true, my father, & my God both holy and pitiful, my mighty king, my good shepherd, mine only Master, my best helper, one, whom I am most bound to love, my living bread, mine everlasting priest, my guide unto my country, my true light, my holy sweetness, my right & straight way. Mine excellent wisdom, my pure and unfeigned simplicity, my peaceable concord, my safe garrison, my good portion, mine everlasting health, my great mercy, my strongest patience, mine unspotted ⟨p. 89⟩sacrifice, my holy redemption, my sure & steadfast hope, my perfect charity, my very and true resurrection, mine everlasting life, my joy and most blessed vision, & continual without end: I humbly beseech thee, I desire and pray thee, that I may walk by thee, that I may come to thee, that I may rest in thee, which art the way, the truth & the life without the which no man can come unto the father. Thee do I desire & covet (O good Lord) which art the brightness of thy fathers glory, which sittest above the Angel called Cherubin, and dost behold, the low and deep ⟨image 91⟩places, which art the true light the light ye lighteneth all things, the light that never faileth nor goeth out, which the Angels have desire to behold. Lo my hart is before thee in thy sight, put away the darkness from it, that it may fully be replenished with the clearness of thy love.