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Sermons of John Calvin, upon the song that Hezekiah made after he had been…Sermons of Iohn Caluin, vpon the songe that Ezechias made after he had bene…
Sermons of John Calvin, upon the song that Hezekiah made after he had been sick and afflicted by the hand of God, contained in the 38. chapter of Isaiah. Translated out of French into English. 1560.Sermons of Iohn Caluin, vpon the songe that Ezechias made after he had bene sicke and afflicted by the hand of God, conteyned in the 38. chapiter of Esay. Translated out of Frenche into Englishe. 1560.
London: printed by John Day, 1560London: printed by Iohn Day, 1560
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
1I yield my self, I offer up my ghost, My slain delights, my dying hart to thee. To God a troubled sprite is pleasing host. My troubled sprite doth dread like him to be, In whom tasteless languor with lingering pain• Hath febled so the starved appetite, That food to late is offered all in vain, To hold in fainting corps the fleeing sprite. My pining soul for famine of thy grace So fears alas the faintness of my faith. I offer up my troubled sprite: alas, My troubled sprite refuse not in thy wrath. Such offering likes thee, ne wilt thou despise The broken humbled hart in angry wise.
1I yeld my self, I offer vp my ghoste, My slayne delightes, my dyeng hart to thee. To God a trobled sprite is pleasing hoste. My trobled sprite doth drede like him to be, In whome tastlesse languor with lingring pain• Hath febled so the starued appetite, That foode to late is offred all in vaine, To holde in fainting corps the fleing sprite. My pining soule for famine of thy grace So feares alas the faintnesse of my faithe. I offre vp my trobled sprite: alas, My trobled sprite refuse not in thy wrathe. Such offring likes thee, ne wilt thou despise The broken humbled hart in angry wise.
- 1The sacrifice to God is a troubled spirit: a broken and an humbled hart, o god, thou wilt not despise.The sacrifice to God is a trobled spirit: a broken and an humbled hart, o god, thou wilt not despise.
1Show mercy, Lord, not unto me alone: But stretch thy favour and thy pleased will, To spread thy bounty and thy grace upon Zion, for Zion is thy holly hill: That thy Jerusalem with mighty wall May be enclosed under thy defence. And builded so that it may never fall By mining fraud or mighty violence.