The minor poems of William Lauder playwright, poet, and minister of the word of God, (mainly on the state of Scotland in and about 1568 A.D., that year of famine and plague) ... Edited from the unique originals belonging to S. Christie-Miller ... By F. J. Furnivall |
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FOLLOWIS THE THRID PROFFIT OF THAME THAT ABYDIS IN TO CHRIST.
THE TEXT.
AND BE MAID MY DISCYPLIS.
The thrid and Finall last Commoditie,
‘The trew Discyplis of Christ we sall all be
That bydis in Christ, & Christs wourd in to thame:’
My Text, this Sentence plainlie dois declame,
‘The trew Discyplis of Christ we sall all be
That bydis in Christ, & Christs wourd in to thame:’
My Text, this Sentence plainlie dois declame,
Be the quhilk wourdis, merking the circumstance,
Heir is requyrit ane ferme contynewance
In to Gods wourd, compleitlie to our end,
Gyf we his trew Discyplis wald be kend.
Heir is requyrit ane ferme contynewance
In to Gods wourd, compleitlie to our end,
Gyf we his trew Discyplis wald be kend.
Inconstant men, my Text heir plane declaris,
Nane for to be, of Christis trew Scolaris;
Bot tha ar Christ Discyplis, to conclude,
That will conferme his Doctrine with thair blude,
As quhen it cummis to that Extremite,
For to Renunce Christis Uangell, or to de,
And chusis than to suffer fyre and swourd
Rather nor to renunce his Heauinly wourd,
Nane for to be, of Christis trew Scolaris;
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That will conferme his Doctrine with thair blude,
As quhen it cummis to that Extremite,
For to Renunce Christis Uangell, or to de,
And chusis than to suffer fyre and swourd
Rather nor to renunce his Heauinly wourd,
As did the Prophetis, and Mertyris mony one
With the Appostillis, in to the dayis bygone;
And in our dayis rycht mony we did se
For Christis wourd do suffer pacientlie
Maist cruell death, and mycht haue had thair lyues,
With ȝeirlie rentis to thame, thair barnis & wyues,
Gyf tha the wourd of God wald haue refusit:
Tha did nocht swa, bot bitter death tha chusit.
With the Appostillis, in to the dayis bygone;
And in our dayis rycht mony we did se
For Christis wourd do suffer pacientlie
Maist cruell death, and mycht haue had thair lyues,
With ȝeirlie rentis to thame, thair barnis & wyues,
Gyf tha the wourd of God wald haue refusit:
Tha did nocht swa, bot bitter death tha chusit.
All thir Discyplis hes this rewaird heirfore,
Tha sall haue pairt with Christ in Heauinnis glore,
As dois the promeis of Christ till ws propone
In the Euangell of the Apostill Ihone,
Quhair, to the father, Christ speykand speciallie,
Sayand thir wourds, “quhom thow hes geuin to me,
“I will that tha thair be with me also,
“And se my glore in Heauin, quhair I sall go.”
So this last proffit the rest dois fer transcend,
That is Eternall, and neuer sall haue end.
Tha sall haue pairt with Christ in Heauinnis glore,
As dois the promeis of Christ till ws propone
In the Euangell of the Apostill Ihone,
Quhair, to the father, Christ speykand speciallie,
Sayand thir wourds, “quhom thow hes geuin to me,
“I will that tha thair be with me also,
“And se my glore in Heauin, quhair I sall go.”
So this last proffit the rest dois fer transcend,
That is Eternall, and neuer sall haue end.
Suld lose of gud[i]s, lyfe, or feir of pyne,
Mak ws this Heauinlie Thesaure for to tyne?
Quhat is it wourth to man, to win but more,
The haill warld, wanting the Heauinnis glore?
Mak ws this Heauinlie Thesaure for to tyne?
Quhat is it wourth to man, to win but more,
The haill warld, wanting the Heauinnis glore?
All earthlie things, tha ar bot transitorie,
Except this Heauinlie and Celestiall glorie,
Quhilk be no vther meanis can be possest,
Except Gods wourd in to our hartis tak rest.
Except this Heauinlie and Celestiall glorie,
Quhilk be no vther meanis can be possest,
Except Gods wourd in to our hartis tak rest.
That death to man, it is grit consolatioun,
The quhilk dois lead the Saule vnto saluatioun;
Bot verray feirfull and dolent is that dead
That dois the Saule vnto Damnatioun lead.
The quhilk dois lead the Saule vnto saluatioun;
Bot verray feirfull and dolent is that dead
That dois the Saule vnto Damnatioun lead.
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With Deligence now lat ws all heirfore
Imbrace Christ Iesus, that we may cum to glore,
And in tymes cumming lat none so ernistlie pance
On earthlie glore, that lestis bot ane glance;
Bot lat our laubour, studie, and Meditatioun,
Be euer bent to seik for our Saluatioun;
And deiplie in our hartis lat ws considder,
None can serue God & Mammone boith togidder.
Imbrace Christ Iesus, that we may cum to glore,
And in tymes cumming lat none so ernistlie pance
On earthlie glore, that lestis bot ane glance;
Bot lat our laubour, studie, and Meditatioun,
Be euer bent to seik for our Saluatioun;
And deiplie in our hartis lat ws considder,
None can serue God & Mammone boith togidder.
Wo worth the landis, the gudis, gear, and flesche,
That dois man frome this heuinlie glore depesche!
To the quhilk glore, now breiflie to conclude,
Mot bring ws Christ, that bocht ws with his blude!
That dois man frome this heuinlie glore depesche!
To the quhilk glore, now breiflie to conclude,
Mot bring ws Christ, that bocht ws with his blude!
So be it.
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