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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.
¶ In this prayer mans mind is very much and plenteously stirred & moved, if it be said in quietness.
¶ In this prayer mans minde is very muche and plenteously stirred & moued, if it be said in quietnes.
O Lord Jesus, o gentle and loving Jesus, o good Jesus which didst vouchsafe to dye for our sins, & didst rise again for our justification, I beseech thee by thy glorious resurrection, to raise me up out of the sepulchre of vices and all my sins, & give me daily part in thy first resurrection to the intent I may receive some part in the latter resurrection. O most mighty king which ⟨p. 108⟩didst ascend into heaven, with the triumph of thy glory, and sittest on the right hand of thy father, draw me upward towards thee, that I may run after thee in the sweet savour of thine anointments. Let me run & not faint when thou drawest me and leadest me running: draw the mouth of the soul that thirsteth after thee, unto the high floods and streams of thine eternal a bundaunce & satiety, yea draw me holly unto thy self which art the living well, to the intent I may according to my capacity, drink of that whereupon I do live.
O Lord Iesu, o gentle and louīg Iesu, o good Iesu which didst vouchsafe to dye for oure sinnes, & didst rise again for our iustificacion, I beseche thee by thy glorious resurrectiō, to raise me vp oute of the sepulchre of vices and all my sinnes, & geue me dayly parte in thy first resurreccion to thintēt I may receiue some part in the latter resurreccion. O most mighty king which ⟨p. 108⟩didst ascend into heauē, with the triumphe of thy glory, and sittest on the right hand of thy father, draw me vpward towards thee, that I may run after thee in the swete sauour of thine anoyntments. Let me run & not faint when thou drawest me and leadest me running: draw the mouth of the soule that thirsteth after thee, vnto the high fluddes and streames of thine eternall a bundaunce & sacietie, yea draw me holly vnto thy self which art the liuing well, to thintent I may according to my capacitie, drinck of that wherupon I doo liue.