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Now is oure helth come from aboue |
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Now is oure helth come from aboue
Now is oure helth come from aboue
for god hath shewed vs his mercy
we can not deserue to haue his loue
yet Christ hath brought vs liberte
frō al our sines & wickednes
our naughtie lyfe & wātōnes
& wyl not cōdēne vs truly
for god hath shewed vs his mercy
we can not deserue to haue his loue
yet Christ hath brought vs liberte
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our naughtie lyfe & wātōnes
& wyl not cōdēne vs truly
what god had commaunded in the lawe
were we not sufficient for to do
For oure stomakes it was to rawe
Gods wrath reigned in vs also
Oure flesh was weake it had no myght
we coulde not geue the sprete his ryght
Oure flesh wolde not consent therto.
were we not sufficient for to do
For oure stomakes it was to rawe
Gods wrath reigned in vs also
Oure flesh was weake it had no myght
we coulde not geue the sprete his ryght
Oure flesh wolde not consent therto.
yet had we a false meanyng therbye
And thought the lawe was geuen therfore
As who saye we were all so fre
Gods lawe to fulfyll euermore
The lawe is but a scolemaster,
which doth oure naturall euell declare
That causeth vs to synne so sore.
And thought the lawe was geuen therfore
As who saye we were all so fre
Gods lawe to fulfyll euermore
The lawe is but a scolemaster,
which doth oure naturall euell declare
That causeth vs to synne so sore.
For all this must the lawe be done
Els had we ben all vtterly lost
Therfore hath god sent his deare sonne
which was made man to paye the cost
The hole lawe hath he well fulfylled
His fathers anger hath he stylled
To do it els no man coulde boost
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Therfore hath god sent his deare sonne
which was made man to paye the cost
The hole lawe hath he well fulfylled
His fathers anger hath he stylled
To do it els no man coulde boost
The lawe therfore sheweth vs oure synne
And smytteth oure conscience to the grounde
But whan the gospell commeth therin
It lyfteth vs vp and maketh vs sounde
Oure synne is great but mercy is more
Oure conscience oft doth greue vs sore
But Christe hath stopped that bloudy wounde.
And smytteth oure conscience to the grounde
But whan the gospell commeth therin
It lyfteth vs vp and maketh vs sounde
Oure synne is great but mercy is more
Oure conscience oft doth greue vs sore
But Christe hath stopped that bloudy wounde.
whan I consyder this in my mynde
what God in Christ hath done for me
I can in no wyse be vnkynde
Nor vse my selfe vnchristenly
I am compelled godly to lyue
My neghbours fautes to forgeue
As Christ dyd for me mercyfully
what God in Christ hath done for me
I can in no wyse be vnkynde
Nor vse my selfe vnchristenly
I am compelled godly to lyue
My neghbours fautes to forgeue
As Christ dyd for me mercyfully
So are good workes the very frute
Of hym that beleueth stedfastly
A good tre with good frutes breaketh out
As the gospell doth testifie
For lyke as fayth hangeth whole on God
To shulde oure workes do other men good
For fayth without them can not be
Of hym that beleueth stedfastly
A good tre with good frutes breaketh out
As the gospell doth testifie
For lyke as fayth hangeth whole on God
To shulde oure workes do other men good
For fayth without them can not be
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