of goods, scourged with so many sorts of diseases and pe∣stilences,
shaken with so many flouds, feared with so ma∣ny
strange sights from heaven, and yet appears there no
where any Haven or Port unto us being thus-tired & for
lorn among so strange evils, but still every day more grie∣vous
punishments, and more seem to hang over our heads.
We complain not of thy sharpness, most tender Saviour,
but we espy here also thy mercy, forasmuch, as much grie∣vouse••
plagues we have deserved. But O most merciful Je∣su,
we beseech thee, that thou wilt not consider not weigh
what is due for our deservings, but rather what becometh
thy mercy, without which neither the Angels in heaven
can stand sure before thee, much less we filly vessels of
clay. Have mercy on us, O redeemer, which art easie to be
intreated, not that we be worthly of thy mercy, but give
thou this glory unto thine own Name. Suffer not that the
Jews, Turks, and the rest of the Panims, which either
have not known thee, or do envy thy glory, should conti∣nually
triumph over us, and say, Where is their God,
where is their Redeemer, where is their Saviour, where is
their Bridegroom, that they thus boast on? These oppro∣brious
words and upbraidings redound unto thee. O
Lord, while by our evils, men weigh and esteem thy
goodness: they think we be forsaken, whom they see not
amended. Once when thou sleptst in the Ship, and a Tem∣pest
suddenly arising threatned death to all in the Ship,
thou awokest at the outcry of a few Disciples, and straight∣way
at thine Almighty word the waters couched, the
winds fell, the storm was suddenly turned into a great
calm; the dumb waters know their makers voice. Now
in this far greater tempest, wherein not a few mens bo∣dies
be in danger, but innumerable souls: we beseech th••e
at the cry of thy holy Church, which is in danger of
drowning, that thou wilt awake. So many thousands of
men do cry, Lord save us, we perish, the tempest is past
mans power: yea we see that the endeavours of them that
would help it, do turn clean a contrary way. It is thy word
that must do the deed, Lord Jesu. Only say thou with a
word of thy mouth, Cease O tempest, and forthwith shall ••he
desired calm appear. Thou wouldst have spa••ed so many
thousands of most wicked men, if in the City of Sodo••