Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
Content they are not, with foul nor yet with fair, But mumur and grudge, as people in despair, As I sent Manna, they had it in disdain, Thus of their welfare, they many times complain. Over Amalech, I gave them the victory. Most glorious maker, all that is to thy glory. Thu sentest them also, a law from heaven above, And daily showdest them, many tokens of great love. The brazen serpent, thou gavest them for their healing, And Balaam's curse, thou turnedest into a blessing. I hope thou wilt not, disdain to help them still, I gave them precepts, which they will not fulfil. Nor yet knowledge me, for their God and good lord, So do their vile deeds, with their wicked hearts accord, whiles thou hast talked, with me famylyarlye. mountain, the space but of days forty, 〈…〉ghts all, they have forgotten clearly, are turned, to shameful idolatry. For their God they have, set up a golden calf. let me say somewhat, sweet father in their behalf. I will first conclude, and then say on thy mind, For that I have found, that people so unkind, Nor one of them shall, enjoy the promise of me, For entering the land, but Caleb and Iosue. Thy eternal will, evermore fulfilled be. For disobedience, thou showest the sons of Aaron, The earth swellowed in, both Dathan and Abiron. The adders did sting, other wicked persons else, In wonderful number. Thus haste thou ponnyshed rebels. Never will I spare, the cursed iniquity, Of idolatry, for no cause, thou mayst trust me. forgive them yet lord, for this time if it may be. thinkest thou that I will, so soon change my decree? No, No, friend Moses so light thou shalt not find me. I will punish them, all Israel shall it se. I wot, thy people, hath wrought abomination, worshipping false gods, to thy honour's derogation, Yet mercifully, thou mayest upon them look. And if thou wilt not, thrust me out of thy book. Those great blasphemers, shall out of my book clean, But thou shalt not so, for I know what thou dost mean. Conduct my people, mine Angel shall assist thee, That sin a● a day, will not uncorrected be. And for the true zeal, that thou to my people haste, I add this covenant, unto my promises past. Raise them up I will, a prophet from among them, Not onlyke to thee, to speak my words unto them, Who so heareth not, that he shall speak in my name, I will revenge it, to his perpetual shame. The pass over lamb, will be a token just, Of this strong covenant. This have I clearly dyscust, In my appointment, this hour for your deliverance.
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Content they are not, with foule nor yet with fayre, But murmour and grudge, as people in dyspayre, As I sent Manna, they had it in dysdayne, Thus of their welfare, they manye tymes complayne. Ouer Amalech, I gaue them the vyctorye. Most gloryouse maker, all that is to thy glorye. Thu sentest them also, a lawe from heauen aboue, And daylye shewedest them, manye tokens of great loue. The brasen serpent, thu gauest them for their healynge, And Balaams curse, thu turnedest into a blessynge. I hope thu wylt not, dysdayne to helpe them styll, I gaue them preceptes, whych they wyll not fulfyll. Nor yet knowledge me, for their God and good lorde, So do their vyle dedes, with their wycked hartes accorde, Whyls thu hast talked, with me famylyarlye. mountayne, the space but of dayes fortye, ghtes all, they haue forgotten clerelye, are turned, to shamefull ydolatrye. For their God they haue, sett vp a golden calfe. Lete me saye sumwhat, swete father in their behalfe. I wyll first conclude, and then saye on thy mynde, For that I haue founde, that people so vnkynde, Nor one of them shall, enioye the promyse of me, For enterynge the lande, but Caleb and Iosue. Thy eternall wyll, euermore fulfylled be. For dysobedyence, thu shewest the sonnes of Aaron, The earthe swellowed in, both Dathan and Abiron. The adders ded stynge, other wycked persones els, In wonderfull nombre. Thus hast thu ponnyshed rebels. Neuer wyll I spare, the cursed inyquyte, Of ydolatrye, for no cause, thu mayst trust me. Forgeue them yet lorde, for thys tyme if it maye be. Thynkest thu that I wyll, so sone change my decre? No, No, frynde Moses so lyght thu shalt not fynde me. I wyll ponnysh them, all Israel shall it se. I wote, thy people, hath wrought abhomynacyon, Worshyppynge false goddes, to thy honours derogacyon, Yet mercyfullye, thu mayest vpon them loke. And if thu wylt not, thrust me out of thy boke. Those great blasphemers, shall out of my boke cleane, But thu shalt not so, for I knowe what thu doest meane. Conduct my people, myne Angell shall assyst the, That synne a a daye, wyll not vncorrected be. And for the true zele, that thu to my people hast, I adde thys couenaunt, vnto my promyses past. Rayse them vp I wyll, a prophete from amonge them, Not onlyke to the, to speake my wordes vnto them, Who so heareth not, that he shall speake in my name, I wyll reuenge it, to hys perpetuall shame. The passe ouer lambe, wyll be a token iust, Of thys stronge couenaunt. Thys haue I clerelye dyscust, In my appoyntment, thys houre for your delyueraunce.