Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
If I among them, might find but five and forty Them would I not lose, for that just company. What if the city, may forty righteous make? Then will I pardon it, for those same fortyes sake. Be not angry lord, though I speak undyscretelye. Utter thy whole mind, and spare me not hardly. peradventure there may, be thirty found among them. May I find thirty, I will nothing do unto them▪ I take upon me, to much lord in thy sight? No, no, good Abraham, for I know thy faith is right. No less I suppose, than twenty can it have? Could I find twenty, that city would I save. Ones yet will I speak, my mind, and than no more, Spare not to utter, so much as thou hast in store. And what if there might, be x. good creatures found? The rest for their sakes, might so be safe and sound, And not destroyed, for their abomination, O merciful maker, moche is thy toleration, And sufferance of sin. I see it now in deed, Wit save yet of favour, out of those cities to lead, Those that be faithful, though their flock be but small. Loath and his household, I will deliver all, For righteousness sake which is of me and not them. Great are thy graces, in the generation of Sem. Well Abraham well, for thy true faithfulness, Now will I give thee, my covenant or third promise. Look thou believe it, as thou covetyst righteousness, Lord so regard me, as I receive it with gladness. Of many people's, the father I will make thee, All generations, in thy seed shall be blessed. As the stars of heaven, so shall thy kynered be, And by the same seed, the world shall be redressed. In circumcision, shall this thing be expressed, As in a sure seal, to prove my promise true, print this in thy faith, and it shall thy soul renew, I will not one jote, Lord from thy will dissent, But to thy pleasure, be always obedient, Thy laws to fulfil, and most precious commandment. Farwele Abraham, for hear in place I leave the. Thanks will I render, like as it shall behove me. everlasting praise, to thy most glorious name. Which savedyst Adam, through faith in thy sweet promise, Of the woman's sede. And now confirmest the same, In the seed of me. Fosoth great is thy goodness I can not perceive, but that thy mercy is endless. To such as fear thee, in every generation, For it endureth, without abbreviation. This have I printed in deep consideration, No worldly matter, can raze it out of mind. For ones it will be, the final restoration, Of Adam and Eve, with other that hath sinned. Yea, the sure health, and raise of all mankind. Help have the faithful, thereof, though they be infect, They condemnation, where as it is reject. Merciful maker, my crabbed voice direct, That it may break out, in some sweet praise to thee, And suffer me not, thy due lauds to neglect, But let me show forth, thy commendations free. Stop not my wind pipes, but give them liberty, To sound to thy name, which is most gracious, And in it rejoice, with heart melodyouse.
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If I amonge them, myght fynde but fyue and fortye Them wolde I not lose, for that iust cumpanye. What if the cytie, maye fortye ryghteouse make? Then wyll I pardone it, for those same fortyes sake. Be not angrye lorde, though I speake vndyscretelye. Vtter thy whole mynde, and spare me not hardelye. Parauenture there maye, be thirty founde amonge them. Maye I fynde thirty, I wyll nothynge do vnto them▪ I take vpon me, to moche lorde in thy syght? No, no, good Abraham, for I knowe thy faythe is ryght. No lesse I suppose, than twenty can it haue? Coulde I fynde twenty, that cytie wolde I saue. Ones yet wyll I speake, my mynde, and than no more, Spare not to vtter, so moche as thu hast in store. And what if there myght, be x. good creatures founde? The rest for their sakes, myght so be safe and sounde, And not destroyed, for their abhomynacyon, O mercyfull maker, moche is thy tolleracyon, And sufferaunce of synne. I se it now in dede, Wit saue yet of fauer, out of those cyties to leade, Those that be faythfull, though their flocke be but small. Loth and hys howsholde, I wyll delyuer all, For ryghteousnesse sake whych is of me and not them. Great are thy graces, in the generacyon of Sem. Well Abraham well, for thy true faythfulnes, Now wyll I geue the, my couenaunt or thirde promes. Loke thu beleue it, as thu couetyst ryghtuousnesse, Lorde so regarde me, as I receyue it with gladnesse. Of manye peoples, the father I wyll make the, All generacyons, in thy sede shall be blessyd. As the starres of heauen, so shall thy kynered be, And by the same sede, the worlde shall be redressed. In cyrcumcysyon, shall thys thynge be expressed, As in a sure seale, to proue my promyse true, Prynt thys in thy faythe, and it shall thy sowle renue, I wyll not one Iote, Lorde from thy wyll dyssent, But to thy pleasure, be alwayes obedyent, Thy lawes to fullfyll, and most precyouse commaundement. Farwele Abraham, for heare in place I leaue the. Thankes wyll I rendre, lyke as it shall behoue me. Euerlastynge prayse, to thy most gloryouse name. Whych sauedyst Adā, through faythe in thy swete promes, Of the womannys sede. And now confirmest the same, In the sede of me. Fosoth great is thy goodnes I can not perceyue, but that thy mercye is endles. To soch as feare the, in euery generacyon, For it endureth, without abreuyacyon. Thys haue I prynted in depe consyderacyon, No worldly matter, can race it out of mynde. For ones it wyll be, the fynall restauracyon, Of Adam and Eue, with other that hath synde. Yea, the sure helthe, and rayse of all mankynde. Helpe haue the faythfull, therof, though they be infect, They condempnacyon, where as it is reiect. Mercyfull maker, my crabbed voyce dyrect, That it maye breake out, in some swete prayse to the, And suffre me not, thy due lawdes to neglect, But lete me shewe forth, thy commendacyons fre. Stoppe not my wynde pypes, but geue them lyberte, To sounde to thy name, whych is most gracyouse, And in it reioyce, with hart melodyouse.