* 1.1Cap. 16.
* 1.2BVT Now to returne to you moste glorious Confessors remēber who sayd vnto you Feare you not my litle flocke.* 1.3 For the aduersaries of our Lord shalbe afray¦ed of him more then you of them and he will thunder from heauen vppon them. He wil tourne theyre lyghteninges into rayne of consolation.* 1.4 And if here he measure the waters of your short miseries with his clo∣sed fiste; heauen and his eternall rewardes he will measure vnto you with his open span.* 1.5 If here he hath made darkenesse his secrete place: he will afterwarde shew himselfe vnto you clothed with lighte as with a gar∣mente, and will make the comfortlesse de∣serte wherin you nowe dwell as it were a place of delights: and the wildernesse of your desolation as the garden of our Lorde: In