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Certain prayers and godly meditations very needful for every ChristenCerteine prayers and godly meditacyons very nedefull for euery Christen
Emprented at Malborow i.e. Antwerp : The year of our Lorde et M.CCCCC.XXXviii. per me Joannem Philoponon i.e. H. Peetersen van Mideelburch?, 1538Emprented at Malborow i.e. Antwerp : The yeare of our Lorde et M.CCCCC.XXXviii. per me Joannem Philoponon i.e. H. Peetersen van Mideelburch?, 1538
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I desire of the also (o Lord) the breed of Christs charity by the which he doth communicate him self (even as breed) unto all men / that I may ever rejoice in thy saving / health / wilt thou give me a stone / that is to say hardness of heart? God forbid / why shall I them my struste for to desire and / and obtain great things of the o Lord / seeing thou stirrest me up / and biddest me ask and knock / even till I see me importunate? And what thing can I ask which thou shalt be better content with all / or else that should be more wholesome for me them that thou shouldest make me rejoice in thy son our saving health.
I desyre of the also (o Lorde) the breed of Christes cherite by the which he doth communycate hym selfe (euen as breed) vnto all men / that I maye euer reioyce in thy sauynge / helth / wilt thou geue me a stone / that is to saye hardnes of harte? God forbid / why shall I them my struste for to desyre and / and optayne greate thinges of the o Lorde / seinge thou sturrest me vpp / and byddest me aske and knocke / euen tyll I se me importunate? And what thynge can I aske whych thou shalt be better content with all / or els that shuld be moare holesome for me them that thou shuldest make me reioyse in thy sonne oure sauinge helth.
Now have I tasted how sweet the Lord is / how easy / and pleasant his burden is. I remember what peace and tranquillity of mind I was in / when I joyed in god. And rejoiced in Christ my Lord and saviour / therefore am I now in more sorrow / for I know what goodness.
Now haue I tasted how swete the Lorde is / how easye / and pleasaunte hys burthen is. I remember whate peace and tranquilite of mynde I was in / when I ioyed in god. And reioysed in Chryst my Lorde and sauyoure / therfore am I now in moare sorow / for I know what goodnes.