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The sick mans salve Wherein the faithful christians may learn both how to behave…The sycke mans salue VVherin the faithfull christians may learne both how to behaue…
The sick mans salve Wherein the faithful christians may learn both how to behave them selves patiently and thankfully, in the time of sickness, and also virtuously to dispose their temporal goods, and finally to prepare them selves gladly and godly to die. Made and newly recognised by Master Tho. Becon. 1561.The sycke mans salue VVherin the faithfull christians may learne both how to behaue them selues paciently and thankefully, in the tyme of sickenes, and also vertuously to dispose their temporall goodes, and finally to prepare them selues gladly and godly to die. Made and newly recognised by Maister Tho. Becon. 1561.
London: printed by John Day, 1561London: printed by Iohn Day, 1561
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Epaph. The Lords will be done in me. He knoweth what is most mete for me a wretched sinner, let him therefore work his good pleasure in me:1 come life, come death. For if we live, we live to be at the Lords will, and if we die, we die at the Lords will. Whether we live therefore or die, we are the Lords.2 Only O heavenly father I beseech thee for Christs sake, to give me a patient and thankful hart, that I never grudge against thy blessed will, but be obedient unto it in all things, that when the pains of my sickness be most bitter: I may lift up my hart unto thee,3 call on thy blessed name, and say: O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nether chasten me in thy displeasure. Have mercy ⟨p. 45⟩on me O Lord, for I am weak. O lord heal me for my bones are vexed. My soul also is sore troubled: but Lord how long wilt thou punish me? Turn thee (O Lord) & deliver my soul, oh save me for thy mercies sake.4 O my God save thy servant, that putteth his trust in thee. Be merciful unto me (O Lord) for I will call daily upon thee. Comfort the soul of thy servant, •or unto thee (O Lord) do I lift •p my soul. For thou Lord art good & gracious, & of great mercy •nto all them that call upon thee.
Epaph. The Lordes will be done in me. He knoweth what is moste mete for me a wretched synner, let him therfore worke his good pleasure in me:1 come lyfe, come death. For if we liue, we liue to bee at the Lordes will, and if we die, we die at the Lordes will. Whether we liue therfore or die, we are the Lordes.2 Only O heauenly father I beseche thee for Christes sake, to geue me a pacient and thankefull hart, that I neuer grudge against thy blessed will, but be obedient vnto it in all thinges, that whan the pains of my sicknes be most bitter: I may lift vp my hart vnto thee,