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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. Unto the will I cry, O Lord my strength,1 think no scorn of me, •east if thou make thee,2 as though thou heardest not, I become like them, that go down into the pit. Here the voice of my humble petitions when I cry unto thee, when ⟨p. 374⟩I cry unto thee, when I hold up my hands toward the mercy seat of thy holy temple.3 O hide not thou thy face from me, nor cast thy servant away in thy displeasure. The sorrows of death have compassed me round about,4 and the overflowings of ungodliness made me afraid, The pains of hell came about me, yt snares of death have overtaken me. Be not thou far from me▪ 5O Lord, thou art my succour, hast thee to help me. Deliver my soul from the sword, my darling from the power of the dog. Save me from the Lions mouth. So shall I declare thy name unto my brethren, and in the middest of the congregation will I praise thee•
Ep. Unto the wil I cry, O Lord my strēgth,1 thinck no scorn of me, •east if thou make thee,2 as though thou heardest not, I become like them, that go downe into the pit. Here the voyce of my humble pe•icions when I cry vnto the, whē ⟨p. 374⟩I cry vnto the, whē I hold vp my handes toward the mercy seat of thy holy temple.