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The solace of the soul against the bitter storms of sickness and death greatly…The solace of the soule agaynst the bytter stormes of sycknes and deathe greatly…
The solace of the soul against the bitter storms of sickness and death greatly encouraging the faithful, patiently to suffer the good pleasure of God in all kind of adversity, newly set forth in English by Thomas Becon.The solace of the soule agaynst the bytter stormes of sycknes and deathe greatly encouragynge the faythfull, paciently to suffer the good pleasure of God in all kynd of aduersite, newly set forth in Englysshe by Thomas Becon.
Imprinted in Loudon sic : In Pauls church yard at the sign of the Hill by Wyllyam Hill, and are to be sold at the west side of pauls under Peter college by John Casse, Anno. M.D.XLUIII. 1548Imprynted in Loudon sic : In Pauls churche yarde at the sygne of the Hyll by Wyllyam Hyll, and are to be solde at the west syde of pauls vnder Peter college by John Casse, Anno. M.D.XLUIII. 1548
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.
A prayer to be said of the sick man, being in peril of death.
A prayer to be sayde of the syckman, beynge in perell of deathe.
O Most merciful God, o father of all mercy the father of our Lord Jesus Christ, be merciful to me a sinner, have pity on me, and quickly help me poor wretch for thy most bitter and most precious passion and death ⟨image 22⟩of Jesus Christ thy only begotten son and our only redeemer and saviour. Amen. Enter not into Judgement with thy servant, o Lord handle me not according to my deserves and merits, neither reward me after mine iniquity but for thine infinite and unmeasurable bounty and exceeding great mercy receive me. I miserable and weak creature am in thy hand, I am thy bond servant and thy debtor. O most gentle God, o most favourable Father, forsake me not, cast me not away pore wretch that I am, I am thine with all that ever I can make. No man is able to confirm me, no man is able to deliver me, no man is able to help me, but y• alone. Thou art the true helper in adversity, year the most sure & present comfort in all necessity, y• alone art our help, our bulwark, our fortress, & our most mighty & strongly defence ⟨image 22⟩fence tower, y• o god, art our refuge, thou art our strength, thou art our helper in all our tribulations: In the o Lord, do I trust, let me not be con founded, let me never be put to shame let me not be deceived of my hope, but preserve me for thine righteousness. Bow down thin ear unto me, make hast to deliver me. Be my defender, o god, & my strong hold that thou mayest save me: for thou art my strength & my refuge, yea y• art my god, & my destinies are in thy hands Lighten thy countenance upon thy servant, save me for thy mercies sake, o Lord. And forasmuch (o sweet Father) as it is thy godly pleasure to call me from this miserable life and wretched world, I most entirely beseech the so to defend me in this agony of death, that Satan nor his ministers prevail against me, but that I continue faithful and constant unto the end in the