¶The .xv. Chapter.
¶The voyce of the faythfull praysing the mercy of God, by whose grace they serue not idols.
[unspec A] 1 BVt thou O our God art gratious, true, and long suffring, and in mercy ordrest thou all thinges.
2 Though we sinne, yet are we thyne, for we knowe thy strength: but we wyll not sinne, because we knowe we are counted thyne.
3 For to knowe thee, is perfect righte∣ousnes: yea to knowe thy power, is the roote of immortalitie.
4 As * 1.1 for the thing that men haue found out through their euyll science it hath not deceaued vs, nor the paynters vn∣profitable labour [to wit] an image * 1.2 spotted with diuers colours,
5 Whose sight entiseth the ignoraunt to lust after it, and he desireth the “ 1.3 picture of a dead image that hath no breath.
6 Both they that make them, they that desire them, and they that worship them, loue euyls, and are worthy to [unspec B] haue suche thinges to trust vpon.
7 For the potter tempereth soft earth, laboureth it, and geueth it the fashion, of whatsoeuer vessell serueth for our vse: and of the selfe same clay he ma∣keth both the vessels that serue for cleane vses, and also such as serue to the contrary: wherevnto euery vessell ser∣ueth, the potter hym selfe beyng the iudge.
8 So by his wicked labour he maketh a vayne god of the same clay, this doth euen he whiche a litle before was made of earth hym selfe, and within a litle whyle after returneth to the same out of whiche he was taken, when the lone of his lyfe shalbe demaunded from him agayne.