The Temptation of Our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, by Satan in the Desert · chunk 6 of 8
Bale, John · published 1547 · first performed or written 1538 (Annals) biblical play unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 523 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
Lo, how say ye now, is not here a pleasant sight? If ye will ye may, have here all the worlds delight. Here is to be scene, the kingdom of Arabye, With all the regions, of Affryck, Europe; and Asye, And their whole delights, their pomp, their magnificence▪ Their riches▪ their honour, their wealth, their concupiscence. Here is gold and silver, in wonderful abundance, Sylkes, velvets, tissues, with wines & spices of pleasance. Here are fair women, of countenance ameable, With all kinds of meats, to the body delectable. Here are camels, stout horses, & mules that never will tire, With so many pleasures, as your heart can desire. Well, he be praised, which is of them the giver. Alas it grieveth me, that ye are such a believer. Nothing can I lay, but ever ye avoid me, By the word of God. Leave that point ones I pray ye▪ If I bid ye make, of stone's bread for your body, Ye say man liveth not, in temporal feeding only. As I bid ye leap, down from the pinnacle above, Ye will not tempt God, otherwise than you behove. Thus are ye still poor, thus are ye still weak and needy, And what suppose ye, will that need remedy? Forsake the believe, that ye have in God's word, That ye are his son, for it is not worth a turd, Is he a father, that see his son thus famish? If ye believe it, I say ye are to foolish. Ye see these pleasures. If you be ruled by me, I shall make ye a man. To my words therefore agree. Look on these kingdoms, and incomparable treasure, I the lord of them, may give them at my pleasure. Forsake that father, which leaveth the without comfort, In this desolation, and hens fourth to me resort. Knowledge me for head, of this world universal. And I will make thee, possessor of them all. Thu shalt no longer, be desolate and hungry, But have all the world, to do the obsequy. Therefore kneel down here, and worship me this hour, And thou shalt have all, with their whole strength and pour. Avoid thou Satan, Thu devil, thou adversary, For now thou persuadest, most damnable blasphemy. As thou art wicked, so is thy promise wicked, Not thine is the world, but his that it created. Thu cannyst not give it, for it is not thine to give, Thus dedyst thou corrupt, the faith of Adam and Eue. Thus dedyst thou deceive, both Moses and Aaron, Causing them to doubt, at the lake of contradiction. Get the hens thou fyende, and cruel adversary, For it is written, in the tenth of deuteronomy. God thou shalt worship, and magnify alone, Hold him for thy lord, and make to him thy moan. He is the true God, he is the lord of all, Not only of this, but the world celestial. Thy persuasion is, I should not his word regard, O venomous serpent, damnation is thy reward. provide will I so, that thy kingdom shall decay, God's word shall be heard, of the world though thou say nay.
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Lo, how ſaye ye now, is not here a pleſaunt ſyght? If ye wyll ye maye, haue here all the worldes delyght. Here is to be ſeane, the kyngedome of Arabye, With all the regyons, of Affryck, Europe; and Aſye, And their whole delyghtes, their pompe, their magnyfycēce▪ Their ryches▪ their honour, their welth, their concupyſcēce. Here is golde and ſyluer, in wonderfull habundaunce, Sylkes, veluetes, tyſſues, with wynes & ſpyces of pleſaunce. Here are fayre women, of countenaunce ameable, With all kyndes of meates, to the body dylectable. Here are camels, ſtoute horſes, & mules that neuer wyll tyre, With ſo manye pleaſures, as your hart can deſyre. Well, he be prayſed, whych is of them the geuer. Alas it greueth me, that ye are ſoch a beleuer. Nothynge can I laye, but euer ye auoyde me, By the worde of God. Leaue that poynt ones I pray ye▪ If I byd ye make, of ſtones breade for your bodye, Ye ſaye man lyueth not, in temporall feadynge onlye. As I byd ye leape, downe from the pynnacle aboue, Ye wyll not tempt God, otherwyſe than yow behoue. Thus are ye ſtyll poore, thus are ye ſtyll weake and nedye, And what ſuppoſe ye, wyll that nede remedye? Forſake the beleue, that ye haue in Gods worde, That ye are hys ſonne, for it is not worth a torde, Is he a father, that ſe hys ſonne thus famyſh? If ye beleue it, I ſaye ye are to folyſh. Ye ſe theſe pleaſures. If yow be ruled by me, I ſhall make ye a man. To my wordes therfor agre. Loke on theſe kyngedomes, and incomparable treaſure, I the lorde of them, maye geue them at my pleaſure. Forſake that father, whych leaueth the without confort, In thys deſolacyon, and hens fourth to me reſort. Knowledge me for head, of thys worlde vnyuerſall. And I wyll make the, poſſeſſor of them all. Thu ſhalt no longar, be deſolate and hungrye, But haue all the worlde, to do the obſequye. Therfor knele downe here, and worſhypp me thys houre, And thu ſhalt haue all, with their whole ſtrenth and poure. Auoyde thu Sathan, Thu deuyll, thu aduerſarye, For now thu perſwadeſt, moſt damnable blaſphemye. As thu art wycked, ſo is thy promyſe wycked, Not thyne is the worlde, but hys that it created. Thu cannyſt not geue it, for it is not thyne to geue, Thus dedyſt thu corrupt, the fayth of Adam and Eue. Thus dedyſt thu deceyue, both Moſes and Aaron, Cauſynge them to doubt, at the lake of contradyccyon. Get the hens thu fyende, and cruell aduerſarye, For it is written, in the tenth of Deutronomye. God thu ſhalt worſhypp, and magnyfye alone, Holde hym for thy lorde, and make to hym thy mone. He is the true God, he is the lorde of all, Not only of thys, but the worlde celeſtyall. Thy perſwaſyon is, I ſhuld not hys worde regarde, O venemouſe ſerpent, dampnacyon is thy rewarde. Prouyde wyll I ſo, that thy kyngedom ſhall decaye, Gods worde ſhall be hearde, of the worlde though thu ſaye naye.