Certain prayers and godly meditations very needful for every ChristenCerteine prayers and godly meditacyons very nedefull for euery Christen

Turn thy face from off my ⟨image 116⟩since / and wipe away all my wickedness.

Turne thy face from off my ⟨image 116⟩synnes / and wype awaye all my wykednesse.

Why lookest thou Lord upon my sins why numberest thou them? why consider […] them so diligently? dost thou not know• that man is even as a flour of the feld• / why dost thou not rather look in the face of thy Christ? Alas wretch that I am / why see I the angry against me? I grant I have sinned / how be it for thy gentleness have mercy on me. Turn thy face from off my since. Thy face is nothing but thy knowledge turn away therefore thy knowledge from my sins I mean not that knowledge where with thou seest and perceivest all things / but that whereby thou approvest & disallowest all things / whereby thou allowest the works of the righteous and condemnest the reprovable since of the wicked / know not my since on that manner that thou wouldest impute them unto me and lay them to my charge. But rather turn away thy face from my since that through thy mercy they may be quenched look Lord on the creature whom thou hast wrought / look upon thine own image. For I poor wretch have put upon ⟨image 117⟩me the image of the devil (that is sin) turn away thy face from the image of the devil and be not angry with me / and behold thine own image that thou mayst have mercy on me:

Why lokest thou Lorde vppon my sinnes why numbrest thou them? why consyder 〈…〉 them so dyligentlye? dost thou not know• that man is euen as a floure of the feld• / why dost thou not rather loke in the face of thy Christ? Alas wretch that I am / why se I the angrye agenst me? I graunte I haue sinned / how be it for thy gentlenesse haue mercye on me. Turne thy face from off my synnes. Thy face is nothynge but thy knowlege turne awaye therfore thy knowlege frō my sinnes I meane not that knowlege where with thou seist and perceauest all thinges / but that wherbye thou approuest & disalowest all thinges / wherbye thou alowest the workes of the ryghtwyse and condemnest the reprouable synnes of the wyked / know not my synnes on that maner that thou woldest impute them vnto me and laye them to my charge. But rather turne away thy face from my synnes that thorow thy mercye they maye be quenched loke Lorde on the ceeatuere whom thou hast wrought / loke vpon thyne awne ymage. For I poore wretch haue put vpon