the contrary part, they did see that miserable man was exposed and layd open to a thousand infirmities, mischaunces, necessi∣ties, and greefes, as well of soule as of body, both for himselfe, and for his friends. That which is past, greeueth him; that which is present, afflicteth him; that which is to come, terrifieth him; and that oftentimes he laboureth and taketh paynes all his life long, for a morsell of bread, and a mouth full of water, to su∣staine himselfe with all. Neyther can I so soone make an ende to speake of these miseries of mans life, of which blessed Iob sayth: The life of man is a warfare vpon earth, and his dayes as the dayes of an hireling.
This same thing with so great tediousnes afflicted those aun∣tient vvise-men, that there be some found amongst them, who feared not to say, that they doubted, whether Nature was a mo∣ther vnto vs, or not much rather a stepdame, which hath expo∣sed vs to so great miseries. Another sayd: That it is the best for man neuer to haue beene borne, and the next, soone after to dye. Neyther erred he, that sayd; That many would not haue desired life, if they had made tryall of it before. If therfore our life be thus deformed through sinne, and our chiefest renowne and principall good lost through this deluge, what remedy hath he left for man, who so grieuously hath punished mankinde? Tell me, what remedy hath a lame and a weake sickly man, who sayling vpon the Sea, looseth at one mischance all his riches? I know what thou wilt say vnto me, If hee haue not whereon to liue, sayst thou, neyther hath ability to traffique by reason of his infirmity, it followeth of necessity that he must begge. Goe to then, if man in that vniuersall deluge, lost what so euer he had, and scarcely escaped the danger poore and naked; what other remedy is left vnto him, then that like a most needy begger, he call and cry at the gates of the Lord? This King Iehosophat teacheth plainely, when he sayth: Lord, when wee are ignorant what we ought to doe, we haue onely this remedy, that we may lift vp our eyes towards thee. To this agreeth King Hezechias. From day to night, sayth he, wilt thou make an ende of me? Like a young Swallow so did I chatter, I did mourne as a Doue. As if he should haue sayd: I am so poore, and I doe so depend of thy mercy and prouidence, that not one day I am assured of my lyfe: