A07405:209
A godly and learned assertion in defence of the true church of God, and…
A godly and learned assertion in defence of the true church of God, and of His Word written in Latin by that Reverend Father D. Philip Melanchthon, after the convention at Ratisbona, anno 1541 ; translated into English by R.R.A godly and learned assertion in defence of the true church of God, and of His Woorde written in Latine by that Reuerend Father D. Philip Melancthon, after the conuention at Ratisbona, anno 1541 ; translated into English by R.R.
London : Imprinted at London at the three Cranes in the Vinetree by Thomas Dawson, 1580
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For as it appeareth in an other Prophet God doth thus chide the arrogant and proud people saying. Why do you contend in judgment with me. You have all forsaken me, saith the Lord. Do not therefore contend with me in judgement, give thy endeavour too be just,1 and how much just soever thou be, confess yet thy self to be a sinner: Hope thou for mercy,2 and in this humble confession being secure, speak unto thy soul troubling thee & turmoiling thee on this manner: Why art thou heavy,3 oh my soul, and why dost thou thus trouble me? Perhaps thou wouldest trust in thy own self: but trust thou in the Lord, & not in thy self: for what art thou in thy self? What art thou of thy self? Let him be health in thee, which received stripes for thee, & he saith, Trust thou in the Lord.
For as it appeareth in an other Prophet God doth thus chyde the arrogant and proud people saying. Why doo you contend in iudgment with me. You haue all forsaken me, saith the Lorde. Doe not therfore contend with me in iudgement, geue thy indeuour too be iust,1 and how muche iust soeuer thou be, confesse yet thy selfe to bee a sinner: Hope thou for mercy,2 and in this humble confession beeing secure, speake vnto thy soule troubling thee & turmoyling thee on this maner: Why art thou heauie,3 oh my soule, and why dost thou thus trouble me? Perhaps thou wouldest trust in thy owne selfe: but trust thou in the Lorde, & not in thy selfe: for what art thou in thy selfe? What art thou of thy selfe? Let him be health in thee, which receued stripes for thee, & he saith, Trust thou in the Lorde.
- 1Confession.
- 2Contrition.
- 3