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xxiiii. The new conuerted Spouse to the Younglynges.

The Argument.

At the desyer of his Spouse, Christe cummeth vpon the mountaines of Bather, the harde harted Foxes that destroyed his vineyardes, mekenyng through his grace, theyr loftie stomakes: so humbling them that they acknowlegyng theyr wyckednes, do repent and recant the false doctrine that they taught. And nowe receyued through fayth and humilitie into the felowshyp of Christes holy Churche, they confesse and openly publish the vaynenes of theyr former lyfe and of the tradicions and glorious wyl wurkes, which they so stifly mayntayned, singyng.

In wysedome of the flesh, my bed,
Fonde trust in wurkes of mannes deuise,
By nyght, in darkenes of the dead,
I sought for Christe, as one vnwyse,
Whome my soule loueth.
I sought hym long, but founde hym not,
Because I sought hym not aryght:
I sought in wurkes, but now I wot
He is found by fayth, not in the nyght,
Whome my soule loueth.
I wyll vp (thought I) and get me out
In lanes and stretes my Loue to fynde:
And wandre others wurkes about,
To seke hym in that citie blynde,
Whome my soule loueth.
I sought hym there but coulde not spede.
The watche that of that citie been,


False preachers there founde me in dede:
Of whom I askt yf they had seen
Whome my soule loueth.
They saw hym not, nor greatly past
My soule that sought hym to confounde:
But whan I was a lytle past
Fro them and theyrs, than hym I founde
Whome my soule loueth.
I caught hym quycke, by fayth and grace,
And wyll not suffre hym depart,
Tyl I haue brought hym to the place
Where I hym sought with blynded hart,
Whome my soule loueth.
Tyl I hym bryng into the place
Of vnbelief, my mothers house
And Chaumber: that she may embrace
His wurde, and be with me his spouse,
Whome my soule loueth.