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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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Ep. I believe & am thoroughly persuaded, that by yt merits of his precious blood, which said unto the penitent these,1 this day shalt thou be with me in paradise, my soul immediately after the departure from this vile body, shall be received unto glory, & •se the glorious majesty of God,2 face to face, as the Psalmograph saith, I believe to see the pleasures and good things of the Lord in the ⟨p. 196⟩land of the living. I fear the Popish purgatory & the pains thereof nothing at all. My pain endeth in this life. And the end of this life is the beginning of my joy. This hope lieth up buried in my breast. Therefore will I have neither month minds nor year minds kept for me, nor no idle Papists and superstitious Massemongers sing or say for me. For I doubt not, but that the Lord my God hath prepared me a vessel unto honour, and hath written my name in the book of life, and hath also made me his son and heir of eternal glory,3 this is enough for me.
Ep. I beleue & am throwly perswaded, yt by yt merits of his precious bloud, which said vnto ye penitent thefe,1 this day shalt thou be with me in paradise, my soule immediatly after the departure frō this vile body, shall be receiued vnto glory, & •se ye glorious maiestie of God,2 face to face, as ye Psalmograph sayth, I beleue to see the pleasures and good thinges of the Lorde in the ⟨p. 196⟩land of the liuing. I fear the Popish purgatory & the paynes therof nothing at all. My pain endeth in this life. And the ende of this life is the beginning of my ioye. This hope lieth vp buried in my breast. Therfore wyll I haue neither month mindes nor yere mindes kept for me, nor no idle Papistes and superstitious Massemongers sing or say for me. For I doubt not, but that the Lorde my God hath prepared me a vessel vnto honoure, and hath written my name in the boke of life, and hath also made me his sonne and heire of eternall glory,