A16573:628
The complaint of verity, madeThe complaynt of veritie, made
The complaint of verity, made by John Bradford. An exhortation of Matthew Rogers, unto his children. The complaint of Raufe Allerton and others, being prisoners in Lollers tower, & written with their blood, how god was their comfort. A song of Cain and Abel. The saying of master Hooper, that he wrote the night before he suffered, upon a wall with a coal, in the new In, at Gloucester, and his saying at his deathThe complaynt of veritie, made by Iohn Bradford. An exhortacion of Mathewe Rogers, vnto his children. The complaynt of Raufe Allerton and others, being prisoners in Lolers tower, & wrytten with their bloud, how god was their comforte. A songe of Caine and Abell. The saieng of maister Houper, that he wrote the night before he suffered, vppon a wall with a cole, in the newe In, at Gloceter, and his saiyng at his deathe
London: printed for Owen Rogers?, 1559
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So that here, dearly beloved, we as in a glass may see, to the bruising of our blockish hard hearts, Gods great judgement and anger against sin. The Lord of lords, the King of kings,1 the brightness of Gods glory, the Son of God, the Darling of his Father, in whom he is well pleased, hangeth between two thieves, crying for thee and me, and for us all: My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Oh hard hearts that we have, which make tuts for sin. Look on this: toot in the very heart of Christ pierced with a spear, wherein thou mayst see, and read Gods horrible anger for sin. Woe to thy hard heart that pierced it.
So that héere, déerely beloued, wée as in a glasse may sée, to the brusing of our blockish hard hearts, Gods great iudgement and anger against sin. The Lord of lords, the King of kings,1 the brightnesse of Gods glory, the Sonne of God, the Deareling of his Father, in whom he is well pleased, hangeth betwéene two théeues, crying for thée and mée, and for vs all: My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken mee? Oh hard hearts that wée haue, which make tuttes for sinne. Looke on this: toote in the very heart of Christ pearced with a speare, wherein thou mayst sée, and reade Gods horrible anger for sinne. Woe to thy hard heart that pierced it.
And thus much for the first part of Repentance, ⟨image 44⟩I mean, for the means of working contrition. First, use prayer: then •ooke on Gods Law: thirdly, see his curse:1