The monument of matrones conteining seuen seuerall lamps of virginitie, or distinct treatises; whereof the first fiue concerne praier and meditation: the other two last, precepts and examples, as the woorthie works partlie of men, partlie of women; compiled for the necessarie vse of both sexes out of the sacred Scriptures, and other approoued authors, by Thomas Bentley of Graies Inne student.
Bentley, Thomas, student of Gray's Inn., Abergavenny, Frances Nevill, Lady, d. 1576., Marguerite, Queen, consort of Henry II, King of Navarre, 1492-1549. Miroir de l'âme pécheresse. English & French., Catharine Parr, Queen, consort of Henry VIII, King of England, 1512-1548. Lamentacion of a sinner., Tyrwhit, Elizabeth, Morning and evening prayers., Catharine Parr, Queen, consort of Henry VIII, King of England, 1512-1548. Prayers or meditacions.

The fourth lamentation or complaint of Zion.

I Am she, that through the rod of his wrath haue expe∣rience of miserie.

He droue me foorth, and led me: yea into darkenesse, but not into light.

Surelie against me is he turned, he turneth his hand dailie against me.

My flesh and my skinne hath he made to waxe old, and my bones hath he brused and broken.

He hath builded against me, and closed me in with gall and trauell.

He hath set me in darke places, as they that be dead for euer.

He hath hedged me in, that I can not get out, and he hath laid heauie linkes and chaines vpon me.

Also, though I crie and call pitiouslie, yet heareth he not my praier.

He hath stopped vp my waies with hewen or squa∣red stones, and made my paths crooked.

He laieth waite for me like a Beare, and as a Lion in a hole, or secret places.

He hath stopped vp my waies, and broken me in pee∣ces, he hath laid me waste, and made me desolate.

He hath bent his bowe, and made me a marke to shoote at with the arrowe.

The arrowes of his quiuer [I saie] hath he shot [at me,] and they are entred euen into my reines.

I am laughed to scorne and had in derision of all my people, and they make songs [or ballets] vpon me all the daie long.

He hath filled me with bitternesse, and made me dronken with woormewood [and with great anguish and so∣rowe Page  35 he hath made me loose my senses.]

He hath smitten my teeth in peeces with stones, and rolled me in the dust.

Thus my soule was farre off from peace, I forgat prosperitie, and all good things.

And I said, My strength and mine hope is perished from the Lord.

O remember yet my miserie, and my trouble, the woormewood and the gall.

Yea in remembring, my soule doth still remember them, and is humbled within me.

I consider these things in my hart, and therefore I get hope againe.

Namelie, it is of the Lords mercies, that we are not vtterlie consumed for our wickednesse: for truelie his pitifull compassions faile not.

New mercies shall the Lord shew vpon thee earlie in the daie springing euerie morning. O Lord great is thy faithfulnesse: [for we féele thy benefits continuallie.]

The Lord is my portion, saith my soule, therefore will I hope in him.

O how good is the Lord vnto them that put their trust in him, and to the soule that seeketh after hun!

The good man with silence and patience doth both trust and waite for the health and saluation of the Lord.

It is good for a man to take and beare the yoke vp∣pon him, in and from his youth vp.

He sitteth alone [and murmureth not, but is patient,] and holdeth him still, and keepeth silence, because he hath taken and borne the Lords yoke vpon him.

He laieth his face vpon the earth [and humbleth him∣selfe, waiting with patience,] if there may happen to be anie hope [of succour.]

He offreth his cheeke to the smiter, he will be con∣tent with reproches.

Page  36 For the Lord will not forsake for euer.

But though he send affliction, and punish, yet will he haue compassion, and according to the multitude of his mercies he receiueth to grace againe.

For he doth not plague willinglie, nor [delighteth to] afflict the children of men, [but doth it of necessitie for our a∣mendment.]

To treade all the prisoners of the earth vnder his feete,

To ouerthrowe the right of a man before the face of the most high,

To condemne a man in his cause: the Lord hath not pleasure in such things.

What and who is he then that saith, And it com∣meth to passe, And the Lord commandeth it not. [For without his prouidence nothing is done.]

Out of the mouth of the most high proceedeth not euill and good: [both prosperitie and aduersitie.]

Wherefore then mourneth the liuing man, [when God afflicteth him?] Let him mourne, and be sorowfull for his owne sinnes, for which he suffereth.

Let vs search and trie, and looke well vpon our owne waies, and remember our selues, and turne againe to the Lord.

Let vs [without hypocrisie] lift vp both our harts and our hands vnto God, that is in the heauens, [and saie:]

We haue sinned, and rebelled, therefore hast thou not spared.

Thou hast couered vs in thy wrath, and persecuted vs: thou hast slaine without anie fauour.

Thou hast hid thy selfe as in a cloud, that our prai∣ers should not passe through.

Thou hast made vs the offscowring and reffuse in the mids of the people.

All our enimies haue opened their mouths against vs, and gape vpon vs.

Page  37 Feare and snare is come vpon vs, yea desolation and destruction.

Whole riuers of waters gush out of mine eies, for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

Mine eie droppeth without staie, and ceaseth not: for there is no rest,

Till the Lord looke downe from heauen, & consider.

Mine eies breake mine hart, [and I am ouercome with wéeping:] bicause of all the daughters [or people] of my Citie.

Mine enimies hunted and chased me sore like a bird, yea and that without a cause.

They haue shut vp my life in a dungeon, and cast a stone vpon me.

The waters flowed ouer mine head: then thought I, Now I am destroied.

I called vpon thy name, O Lord, out of the deepe pit, and lowe dungeon.

Thou hast heard my voice: stop not thine eare from my sighings and crieng.

Thou drewest neere vnto me in the daie when I cal∣led vpon thee, and hast said, Feare not.

O Lord, thou hast maintained the cause of my soule, and hast redeemed my life [that was in danger.]

O Lord, thou hast seene my wrong: take thou my cause vpon thee, and iudge it.

Thou hast seene all their vengeance, and all their de∣uises against mee.

Thou hast hard their reprochfull & despitefull words O Lord, yea and all their imaginations against me.

The lips also of those that rise against me, and their deuises and whisperings that they take against me all the daie long.

Behold also their sitting downe, and their rising vp: how I am now their song.

Reward them, O Lord, according to the works of Page  38 their hands.

Giue them sorrowe of hart, and an obstinate hart, euen thy curse to them.

Persecute them, O Lord, with thine indignation, and root them out, and vtterlie destroie them from vn∣der the heauen.