The Life and Repentance of Mary Magdalene · chunk 33 of 38
Wager, Lewis · published 1566 · first performed or written 1558 [c.1550-1566] (Annals) moral T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation typicality 0.86 · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
To show such obsequy to him it is a small matter, Which by his grace hath my sinful life amended. O wretched eyes can you weep for a thing temporal, As for the loss of worldly goods and parents, And can you not weep for the lord celestial? Which loss incomparably passeth all detriments. With this ointment most pure and precious, I was wont to make this carcase pleasant and sweet Whereby it was made more wicked and vicious, And to all unthriftiness very apt and meet. Now would I gladly this ointment bestow, About the innocent feet of my saviour, That by these penitent fruits my lord may know That I am right sorry for my sinful behaviour. All my worldly substance abused before, And through unbelief of sin made instruments, Now will I bestow them only to his honour, In helping him, and for his sake other innocents. I shall not cease to seek till my lord I have found, He is in the house of Simon I heard say, The house standeth on yonder same ground: It was told me that he dineth there to day. I was not ashamed to sin before the lords sight And shall I be ashamed before man the same to confess? To my Lord Iesus, now forth will I go right, Acknowledging to him my penitent heart doubtless Lo sir, what a fellow this is, it doth appear, If he were such a prophet, as of himself he doth say, He would know what manner of woman this same is here. A sinner she is, he can not say nay. A sinner quod he? yea she is a wicked sinner in deed This is she, from whom he did me expel, Behold, how boldly after him she doth proceed, A harlot she is truly I may tell you in counsel. Yea and yet to touch him he doth her permit, Which is against the law for persons defiled, Ought not among the just to intromit, But from their company should be exiled. I pray you see, how busy about him she is, She washeth his feet with tears of her eyes, Heigh, marry yonder is like to be nothing amiss. Behold, she anointeth him to drive away flies. Trow you the master Simon thinketh not somewhat? Yes I hold you a groat, though he say nothing. He is not content I warrant you that, Which thing you may see by his looking. Sirs, take away here, we will no more now, This first: Are you in such things to be taught? What mean you, whereabout do you look, I marvel whereabout you do occupy your thought. Simon, the truth is so, I have a thing in my mind Which unto you I must needs express and say. Master, say what you will, words are but wind, I will hear you truly, as patiently as I may.
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To shew such obsequie to hym it is a small matter, Which by his grace hath my synfull life amended. O wretched eies can you wepe for a thing temporall, As for the losse of worldly goodes and parents, And can you not wepe for the lorde celestiall? Which losse incomparably passeth all detrimentes. With this oyntment most pure and precious, I was wont to make this carkas pleasant and swete Wherby it was made more wicked and vicious, And to all vnthriftynesse very apt and mete. Now would I gladly this oyntment bestowe, About the innocent feete of my sauiour, That by these penitent fruictes my lord may know That I am right sory for my sinfull behauiour. All my worldly substance abused before, And through vnbelief of synne made instruments, Now will I bestow them onely to his honor, In helpyng hym, and for his sake other innocents. I shall not ceasse to seeke till my lord I haue found, He is in the house of Symon I heard say, The house standeth on yonder same ground: It was told me that he dyneth there to day. I was not ashamed to synne before the Lordes sight And shal I be ashamed before mā the same to cōfesse? To my Lord Iesus, now forth will I go right, Acknowledgyng to him my penitent heart doubtlesse Lo syr, what a felow this is, it doth appere, If he were suche a prophet, as of him self he doth say, He would know what maner of woman this same is here. A sinner she is, he can not say nay. A sinner quod he? yea she is a wicked sinner in dede This is she, from whom he did me expell, Behold, how boldly after hym she doth procede, A harlot she is truly I may tell you in counsell. Yea and yet to touche hym he doth her permit, Which is agaynst the law for persons defiled, Ought not among the iust to intromit, But from their company should be exiled. I pray you see, how busy about hym she is, She washeth his feet with teares of hir eyes, Heigh, mary yonder is like to be nothyng amisse. Behold, she anoynteth him to driue away flies. Trow you ye maister Symon thinketh not somwhat? Yes I hold you a groate, though he say nothing. He is not content I warant you that, Which thyng you may see by his lookyng. Syrs, take away here, we will no more now, This fyrst: Are you in such things to be tought? What meane you, wherabout do you looke, I maruell wherabout you do occupy your thought. Simon, the truth is so, I haue a thing in my mynd Which vnto you I must nedes expresse and say. Maister, say what you will, wordes are but wynde, I will heare you truely, as paciently as I may.