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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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Euseb. Now neighbour, ⟨p. 130⟩how do you? I pray you be strong in God, & rejoice in his saving health.
Euseb. Now neighbour, ⟨p. 130⟩how do you? I pray you bee strong in God, & reioyce in his sauing health.
Epa. O neighbour Eusebius, my body is weak, my hear is faint, my wits are feeble, my memory almost faileth me: no part of me is free from sickness and pain. 1But Lord, I beseech thee, strengthen thou me, & endue me with power from above, that as the spirit is ready:2 so likewise the flesh, which is ever weak & unready, may be obedient to thy godly will, & freely consent to the working of thy blessed pleasure.3 Lord increase my faith. Lord, help my unbelief. Lord, remember not mine old sins, but have mercy upon me, and that soon, for I am come to great misery.4 Help me, O God my Saviour, for the glory of thy name. O deliver me, & be merciful unto my sins for thy names sake.
Epa. O neighboure Eusebius, my body is weake, my heare is faint, my wits are feble, my memory almost faileth me: no part of me is fre from sicknes and paine. 1But Lord, I beseche thee, strengthē thou me, & endue me wt power from aboue, that as ye spirit is ready:2