¶ The fyrst Chapter.
IAmes the seruaūt of God and of the [ A] Lorde Iesus Christ / sendeth gretinge to y•. xii. trybes which are scattered here and there. ✚ My bre∣thren / count it excedynge ioye when ye faule into di∣vers tēptacions / for as mo¦che as ye knowe how that the tryinge of youre fayth bringeth pacience: and let pacience have her parfect worke / that* 1.1 ye maye be parfecte and sounde / lackinge nothinge.
Yf eny of you lacke wysdome / let him axe of God which geveth to all men indifferent∣lie / and casteth no man in the teth: and it shal be geven him. But let him axe in fayth & wa∣ver* 1.2 not. For he that douteth is lyke the wa∣ves of the see / tost of the wynde and caried with violence. Nether let that man thinke that he shall receave eny thinge of the Lorde.