CHAP. XLI.
Of the contempt of all temporall honours.
SOnne, trouble not thyselfe, if thou seest others honoured and advan∣ced, and thy selfe contemned and de∣based.
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SOnne, trouble not thyselfe, if thou seest others honoured and advan∣ced, and thy selfe contemned and de∣based.
2 Lift up thy heart unto me in heaven, and the contempt of men in earth will not grieve thee. Lord, we are blind, and quickly seduced with vanity.
3 If I look well into my selfe, I cannot say, that any creature hath done me wrong, and therefore I cannot justly complain of thee:
4 But because I have often and grievously sinned against thee, all crea∣tures doe justly take armes against me, for shame and contempt is due unto me, but unto thee praise honour and glory.
5 And unlesse I doe so prepare my selfe, that I be willing, and doe rejoyce to be despised and forsaken of all crea∣tures, and to be esteemed nothing at all, I cannot obtain internall strength and peace, nor be spiritually enlightned, nor wholly united unto thee.