Christian meditations upon eight Psalms of the prophet David. Made and newly set forthChristian meditations vpon eight Psalmes of the prophet Dauid. Made and newly set forth

and yet during all that age, I neither could know my self, whereby to know how much I ought thee, nor yet thee, whereby to thank thee for it. What other thing then did stir thee to do well by me, but only thy goodness? Passing further on in years, mine unworthiness grew on together with mine age, and thy largess on the other side grew so much the more, having bestowed abundantly on me not only wit, health, and so many other gifts of use in this life, which also thou bestowest liberally sometime on thy greatest enemies: but thou hast imparted to me the knowledge of thy ⟨image 55⟩saving health by thy dear Son our Lord Jesus Christ: Thou comfortedst me in a thousand afflictions, thou hast borne with me in ten thousand sins, thou hast upholden me in innumerable temptations: shortly, thou never ceasedst by thy bounty to fight against my malice, and against my rebellion by thy patience. Lo, what thou hast done to me, Lord: Now what is it that I have done again? Alas, my God,¹ if I enter into this depth of ripping up mine iniquities, whereof any one sufficeth to make me guilty of eternal death, surely I am quite undone.

and yet during all that age, I neyther could knowe my selfe, whereby to know how much I ought thee, nor yet thee, whereby to thanke thee for it. What other thing then did stirre thee to do well by me, but onely thy goodnesse? Passing further on in yeeres, mine vnworthinesse grewe on together with mine age, and thy largesse on the other side grewe so much the more, hauing bestowed abundantly on mee not onely witte, health, and so many other giftes of vse in this life, which also thou bestowest liberally sometime on thy greatest enemies: but thou hast imparted to mee the knowledge of thy ⟨image 55⟩sauing health by thy deare Sonne our Lorde Iesus Christ: Thou comfortedst me in a thousand afflictions, thou hast borne with mee in tenne thousande sinnes, thou hast vpholden me in innumerable temptations: shortly, thou neuer ceasedst by thy bountie to fight against my malice, and against my rebellion by thy patience. Loe, what thou hast done to me, Lorde: Nowe what is it that I haue done againe? Alas, my God,¹ if I enter into this deapth of ripping vp mine iniquities, whereof any one sufficeth to make me guiltie of eternall death, surely I am quite vndone.