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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.
Give heed, o Lord god & behold, because thou art holy, Look how mine enemy assaulteth me saying, God hath forsaken him, I will persecute him and catch him, because there is no man that will deliver him. But thou lord how long? Turn again & deliver my soul, save me for thy mercies sake. Have mercy upon thy son, whom thou hast brought forth with no small sorrow and pain: & be not so attentive unto mine evilness, that thou forget thine own goodness: what father is there but he will deliver his son? yea & what fathers is there that will not correct his ⟨p. 123⟩son and chasten him? but with the rod of pity. Therefore, O father and Lord, although I be a sinner yet can I not choose but be thy son, because thou hast made me, and made me again when I was marred with sin. Repair & amend me now, o Lord, but first of all, I being mended & chastised with thy scourge, deliver me to thy Son. Can a mother forget the child she bare of her womb and surely, although she sometimes be forgetful: yet thou (O father, hast promised not to forget us. Behold I cry and thou dost not hear me▪ I am vexed with sorrow and thou comfortest me not. ⟨image 126⟩What shall I say? or what shall I do, most wretched caitiff that I am? I being desolate of so great comfort, am cast out from the sight of thine eyes. Woe be unto me: from how great goodness, into how great a mischief am I fallen? whether purposed I to go, and whether am I come? Where am I? and where am I not? whom did I study to attain▪ unto? and what evils have I obtained? I sought for good things, and behold I have found trouble & care. Behold now I am in the state of death, and Jesus is not with me. And surely it were better for me to have nothing at ⟨p. 124⟩all, yea no being at all: than to be without Jesus. It is better not to live then to live without life. And thou O Lord Jesus, where be thine old mercies? wilt thou be angry towards me for ever? Be pacified I beseech thee, and have mercy upon me, and turn not thy face away from me, which to the intent thou mightest redeem me, didst not turn a way thy face from them that rebuked thee and spitted upon thee. I confess and acknowledge that I have sinned and my conscience deserveth damnation and the penance that I am able to do is not sufficient to make amends