Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
Mine high displeasure, must needs return to man, considering the sin, that he doth day by day: For neither kindness, nor extreme handling can, Make him to know me, by any faithful way. But still in mischief, he walketh to his decay. If he do not soon, his wickedness consider, ●t is like doubtless, to perish all together. In my sight he is, more venom than the spider Through such abuses, as he hath exercised, From the time of Noah, to this same season hither. An uncomely act, without shame Cham commised, When he of his father, the secret parts revealed. In like case Nemrod, against me wrought abusion As he raised up, the castle of confusion, Ninus hath also, and all by the devils illusion, Through image making, up raised idolatry, Me to dishonour. And now in the conclusion, The vile Sodomytes, live so unnaturally That their sin vengeance, asketh continually▪ For my covenants sake, I will not drown with water. Yet shall I visit, their sins with other matter. Yet merciful lord, thy gracyousnesse remember, To Adam and Noah, both in thy word and promise. And lose not the souls, of men in so great number, But save thine own work, of thy most discrete goodness. I wore thy mercies, are plentiful and endless. Never can they die, nor fail, thyself enduring, This hath faith fixed, fast in my understanding. Abraham my servant, for thy most faithful meaning. Both thou and thy stock, shall have my plentouse blessing. Where the unfaithful, under my curse evermore, For their vain working, shall rue their wickedness sore. Tell me blessed lord, where will thy great malice light, My hope is, all flesh, shall not perish in thy sight? No truly Abraham, thou chancest upon the right. The thing I shall do, I will not hide from thee, Whom I have blessed, for thy true fidelity. For I know thou wilt, cause both thy children & servants. In my ways to walk, and trust unto my covenants, That I may perform, with the my earnest promise. All that will I do, by assistance of thy goodness. From Sodom and Gomor, the abominations call, For my great vengeance, which will upon them fall. Wild fire and brimstone, shall light upon them all. pitiful maker, though they have kindled thy fury, Cast not away yet, the just sort with the ungodly. peradventure there may, be fifty righteous persons, Within those cities, wilt thou lose them all at once? And not spare the place, for those fifty righteous sake? Be it far from thee, soch rigour to undertake. I hope there is not, in the so cruel hardness, As to cast away, the just men with the reckless, And so to destroy, the good with the ungodly. In the judge of all, be never such a fury. At Sodom if I, may find just persons fifty, The place will I spare, for their sakes verily. I take upon me, to speak here in thy presence, More than become me, lord pardon my negligence. I am but ashes, and were loath the to offend. say fourth good Abraham, for ill dost thou none intend. happily there may be, five less in the same number. For their sakes I trust, thou wilt not the rest accombre?
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Myne hygh dyspleasure, must nedes returne to man, Consyderynge the synne, that he doth daye by daye: For neyther kyndenesse, nor extreme handelynge can, Make hym to knowe me, by anye faythfull waye. But styll in myschefe, he walketh to hys decaye. If he do not sone, hys wyckednesse consydre, t is lyke doubtlesse, to perysh all togydre. In my syght he is, more venym than the spyder Through soch abuses, as he hath exercysed, From the tyme of Noah, to thys same season hyder. An vncomelye acte, without shame Cham commysed, Whan he of hys father, the secrete partes reueled. In lyke case Nemrod, agaynst me wrought abusyon As he raysed vp, the castell of confusyon, Ninus hath also, and all by the deuyls illusyon, Through ymage makynge, vp raysed Idolatrye, Me to dyshonoure. And now in the conclusyon, The vyle Sodomytes, lyue so vnnaturallye That their synne vengeaunce, axeth contynuallye▪ For my couenauntes sake, I wyll not drowne with water. Yet shall I vysyte, their synnes with other matter. Yet mercyfull lorde, thy gracyousnesse remembre, To Adam and Noah, both in thy worde and promes. And lose not the sowles, of men in so great nombre, But saue thyne owne worke, of thy most dyscrete goodnes. I wore thy mercyes, are plentyfull and endles. Neuer can they dye, nor fayle, thy self endurynge, Thys hath faythe fixed, fast in my vnderstandynge. Abraham my seruaunt, for thy most faythfull meanynge. Both thu and thy stocke, shall haue my plentouse blessynge. Where the vnfaythfull, vndre my curse euermore, For their vayne workynge, shall rewe their wyckednesse sore. Tell me blessed lorde, where wyll thy great malyce lyght, My hope is, all fleshe, shall not perysh in thy syght? No trulye Abraham, thu chauncest vpon the ryght. The thynge I shall do, I wyll not hyde from the, Whome I haue blessyd, for thy true fydelyte. For I knowe thu wylt, cause both thy chyldren & seruaūtes. In my wayes to walke, and trust vnto my couenauntes, That I maye perfourme, with the my ernest promes. All that wyll I do, by assystence of thy goodnes. From Sodom and Gomor, the abhomynacyons call, For my great vengeaunce, whych wyll vpon them fall. Wylde fyre and brymstone, shall lyght vpon them all. Pytiefull maker, though they haue kyndled thy furye, Cast not awaye yet, the iust sort with the vngodlye. Parauenture there maye, be fiftye ryghteouse persones, Within those cyties, wylt thu lose them all at ones? And not spare the place, for those fyftye ryghteouse sake? Be it farre from the, soch rygoure to vndertake. I hope there is not, in the so cruell hardenesse, As to cast awaye, the iust men with the rechelesse, And so to destroye, the good with the vngodlye. In the iudge of all, be neuer soche a furye. At Sodom if I, maye fynde iust persones fiftye, The place wyll I spare, for their sakes verelye. I take vpon me, to speake here in thy presence, More then become me, lorde pardon my neglygence. I am but ashes, and were lothe the to offende. Saye fourth good Abraham, for yll dost thu non intende. Happlye there maye be, fyue lesse in the same nombre. For their sakes I trust, thu wylt not the rest accombre?