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The Actes of the Apostles

translated into Englyshe Metre, and dedicated to the Kynges most excellent Maiestye, by Christofer Tye ... wyth notes to eche Chapter, to synge and also to play upon the Lute, very necessarye for studentes after theyr studye, to fyle theyr wyttes, and also for all Christians that cannot synge, to reade the good and Godlye storyes of the lyues of Christ hys Apostles

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HOVVE Peter savve, the vision playne
And then the Lorde sent hym:
To Cornelye the good Captayne
The Heathen receaue Baptym.


Then was there one, Cornelius
Whiche dwelt at Cesarye:
A Captayne good, and gracius
Of those of Italye.
Deuout he was, and God dyd feare
So dyd hys famelye:
In almes great, and in prayer
Abode continuallye.


Unto hys syght, God dyd bewraye
Hys angell glorius:
About the nynth, houre of the daye
Whiche sayde Cornelius.
Who loked vp, hym to beholde
And was afrayed certayne:
He sayde how Lorde, may I beholde
To knowe the matter playne.


The angel sayde, then in that place
Thyne almesse and prayers all:
Dyd come before, the throne of grace
When thou to God dydst call.
Wherfore to Ioppa, sende anon
Some trustye messenger:
And byd hym call, for one Simon
Whose surname is Peter.
In Simon tanners, house he is
Lodged by the sea syde:
Who shall thee teache, the worde of blis
Wherin thou shalt abyde.
And when the angel, that spake thus
Departed was and gon:
Then strayt way dyd, Cornelius
Two seruauntes call vppon.
And eke a deuoute, sougyer
On hym that dyd attend:
He tolde hys mynde, and for Peter
To Ioppa dyd them send.
Then on the morne, they rose right soone
And went fast on their waye:
But Peter went, about hygh noone
Up in a loft to praye.


When hunger dyd, moue hym to eate
Wishynge for sustenance:
While they for hym, prepared meate
He fell into a trance.
And sawe ye heauen, then cleaue in twayne
A vessell downe dyd glyde:
And to his syght, appeared playne:
A shete both large and wyde.
The corners knyt, hauynge therin
Fourfoted beastes ful fayre:
Wormes of eche sort, also vermyn
And eke foules of the ayre.
There came a voyce, to hym and sayde
Ryse Peter kyll and eate:
But Peter then, as one dismayde
Began thus to entreate.
And sayde no Lorde, that I refuse
It were synne as I meane:
For I in meate, dyd neuer vse
Thynges common or vncleane.
The voyce then spake, the seconde tyme
And sayde of thys be sure:
What God doth clense, is voyde of crime
Make thou it not vnpure.


Thys was done thryse, in hys presens
The truth to tell you playne:
The vessell then, dyd vanyshe thens
Up in to heauen agayne.
When Peter thus, was in great dout
What thys shoulde signifie:
Beholde the men, that were sent out
From captayne Cornelye.
Enquired where, Simon dyd dwell
Before the dore standynge:
Desyrynge one, to them to tell
Where was Peters lodgynge.
While Peter in, hys mynde dyd muse
What thys straunge syght myght be
The sprite to hym, these words dyd vse
Beholde these men seke thee.
Aryse and do, thy selfe prepare
To go with them an ende:
And haue no dout, nor yet no feare
For I to thee them sende.
Then Peter to, the men downe went
And sayde lo I am he:
Hath any man, you to me sent
What is your wyl with me.


They sayde captayne, Cornelius
A iust man without blame:
Whiche feareth God, most gracius
Of good reporte and fame.
Amonge the people, of the Iues
Was warned by an angell:
To sende for thee, to heare good newes
Of Gods most holye Gospell.
Into the house, with good entent
He dyd them leade to hostage:
The next daye then, forth Peter went
With them euen in their vyage.
And certayne brethren, of Ioppaye
Dyd beare hym companye:
So dyd they all, on the thirde daye
Come vnto Cesarye.
Cornelius then, with hys kynred
And frendes especiall:
Whome he together had called
Wayted for Peter all.
And as Peter, by chaunce came in
The Captayne dyd hym mete:
In presence of hys, frendes and kin
Fell downe at Peters fete.


To worshyp hym, then at a brayde
Cornelius then began:
But Peter toke, hym vp and sayde
Stand vp I am a man.
So Peter led, hym forth with talke
Untyl he entred in:
Where he dyd fynde, much people walke
And then he dyd begyn.
And sayde to them, ye knowe before
That heauye is the daunger:
For vs the Iues, by Moyses lore
To ioyne with a straunger.
But yet the Lorde, hath shewed to me
That I shoulde call no more:
No man vncleane, what so he be
I douted not therfore:
To come as soone, as you dyd sende
To knowe what it myght be:
I aske you now, therfore the ende
And cause ye sent for me.
It is now sayde, Cornelius
About foure dayes ago:
Synce that I was, muche desyrus
To fast and praye also.


Then in my house, at the nynth houer
As I was there prayinge:
Beholde one stode, of myghtye power
By me in bryght clothynge.
He sayde to me, Cornelius
Thy prayer is accept:
Thy almes dedes, are precius
And in remembraunce kept.
Before the face, of God alwaye
Which is our God alone:
Therfore with spede, sende to Ioppaye
And call for one Simone.
Whose surname, is called Peter
At Inne he doth abyde:
And lodge with Simon the tanner
Not far from the sea syde.
When he commeth, he shall playnly
Do thee to vnderstande:
What is my wyll, and then dyd I
Sende for thee out of hande.
It is well done, that thou art come
For we are here present:
Before the Lorde, bothe all and some
To heare hys commaundment.


Wyth open mouthe, Peter sayde then
From truthe I will not waue:
Before the Lorde no sortes of men
Preeminence can haue.
But all suche as, feareth his grace
And worketh ryghtwisenes:
Wyth his mercye, he doth embrace
Acceptyng more and les.
The word that God, to Israell
Through Iesus Christ dyd sende
He is the Lord, ye know ryght well
In euery coast and ende.
How it was than, bruted amonge
The Iues in eche countre:
But fyrst of all, how that it spronge
Euen out of Galile.
After Iohns Baptyme, and preachyng
God wyth his holy brethe:
And strength anoynted priest and Kynge
Iesus of Nazarethe.
Whiche went aboute, and much good dyd
To those that were in payne:
From Satans force, he dyd them ryd
God was wyth him certayne.


Of all he dyd, the Iues vntyll
And in their chefe Cite:
We witnes are, whom they dyd kyll
And hanged vpon a tre.
Whome God dyd rayse, ye thyrd daye next
And shew him openlye—
Not to all men, as sayth the text
But vnto vs onelye.
Whome God dyd chose, to beare witnes
Whiche fead wyth meate and bread:
And dranke wyth him, alyue doutles
Arisen from the dead.
And vs to preache, commaunded he
And to enstruct eche head:
That God appoynted, hym to be
A iudge of quicke and dead.
The Prophetes all, witnes with fame
That all beleuers wynnes:
Through hys merites, and holy name
Remission of their synnes.
Whyle Peter yet, these words dyd tell
That God dyd hym afforde:
The holy ghost, on them all fell
That hearkned to the worde.


The faythfull people, of the Iewes
Which Peter with hym led:
Amased were, sore at those newes
When that Gods sprite was shed.
And powred on, the heathen sorte
Whom they without delay:
With diuers tonges, heard make reporte
Of Gods high prayse alway
At that tyme Peter dyd aunswere
May any man vs let:
Or els forbyd, but that watere
Amonge vs may be fet.


To baptise these, both lest and most
Which here in presence be:
Endewde nowe with, the holy ghost
To grace as well as we.
And to prepare, these to Baptym
He charged them strayght wayes
Then in Gods name, they moued hym
To tarye there fewe dayes.
AND Peter doth, declare the cause
VVhy he to the heathen vvent:
Paule Barnabas, doth preache the lause
Of hym that then them sent.