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¶Here begynneth the lyfe of Ioseph of Armathia. | |
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IHesu the royall ruby moost hye of renowne. | |
Rested in Mary þ e mayde / for her humylyte. | |
And fro þ e realme of rightwysnes / descended down. | |
To take the meke clothyng / of our humanyte. | |
5 | The .v. welles of pyte to open. Adam restored he. |
On the crosse and for vs shedde /his precyous blode. | |
There was the boke vnclapsed / of perfyte charyte vnclapsed: =unclasped | |
With Longis spere smyten / hangyng on the rode. | |
His precyous body / on the crosse beyng deed. | |
10 | Sore it greued his dyscyples / euerychone. |
And in the olde bokes as we rede | |
That amonge all other there was one | |
His hert was perysshed with very compassyon. | |
His name called Ioseph / the lorde of Aromathy | |
15 | He went to pylate and full humbly desyred hym. |
To haue the body of Ihesu / hym for to bury. | |
And pylate graunted hym / all his askyng. | |
Than ioseph retourned / with countenaunce demure. | |
And prayed Nycodymus / to go with hym. | |
20 | For to take downe / our lordes precyous body. |
So Ioseph layde Ihesu / to rest in his sepulture. | |
And wrapped his body / in a clothe called sendony. sendony: see OED s.v. sindon | |
Ryche was it wrought. with golde and sylke full pure. | |
Ioseph of a mayd it bought / in Aromathy cyte. | |
25 | But yet whan Ioseph Ihesu downe toke. |
The syde þ a t the wounde was on / lay to his brest. | |
The colde blode / that was at our lordes herte-rote | |
Fell within Iosephes sherte / and lay on his chest. | |
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Truly as holy scripture sayth / there dyde it rest. | |
30 | At the holy place / aboue his stomake. |
And whan our lorde / in the sendony was drest. | |
Thys blode in two cruettes / Ioseph dyd take | |
The Iewes herd say / þ a t Ioseph Ihesu had buryed. | |
They thought þ a t Nycodemus and he shulde repent. | |
35 | The[y] went to pylat and sayd they were greued. The[y]] The 1520 |
Ioseph and Nycodemus for them both they sent. | |
Than came they to pylat to knowe all his entente | |
and sayd they had buryed ihesu / as he gaue them leue. | |
I_wys sayd all the iewes / that there were present. | |
40 | He shall curse ye tyme / that his body dyd remeue. |
Why sayd Ioseph iesu was goddes owne sonne. | |
That ye bounde lyke a thefe / and hyng on the rode. | |
Also to þ e hert with a sharpe spere / ye hym stonge. | |
and with .iii. nayles made hym shede his giltles blode. | |
45 | I wote well he neuer dyd yll / but euermore gode. |
He made þ e blynde to se / and heled some of lepry. | |
He resed Lazarus / also / by his worde. | |
This is true sayd Ioseph / ye knowe as well as I. | |
The Iues put Ioseph / in a stronge prison of stone. | |
50 | In that darke house / by hym-selfe he lay. |
Lyght he coude not se / for wyndowe had it none. | |
The[y] locked the dore / and than went theyr way.The[y]] The 1520 | |
Cayphas and Anna / of that kept the kay. | |
And sealed the dore / also / they thought to be sure | |
55 | For Ioseph shulde dye / playnly dyd they say. |
But pacyently all theyr truble / dyd he endure. | |
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Than Ihesu_Christ / at his resurrection. | |
To Ioseph apered / about hye mydnyght. | |
And rered all the foure corners / of that pryson. | |
60 | The walles he susteyned / by his great myght. |
Ioseph that / meruayled / seyng so great a lyght. | |
A full precious water / our lorde threwe in his face. | |
Before that hour / he sawe neuer so swete a syght. | |
Who is there sayd Ioseph / art thou Elyas. | |
65 | Our lorde spake to Ioseph / and bad hym nat fere. |
He sayd aryse and toke hym vp by the hande. | |
I am Ihesu / whom thou buryed in the sepulture. | |
If thou be / sayd Ioseph / that here doth stande. | |
Gyue me the rychest / treasour / of this lande. | |
70 | The clothe that is called the Sendony. |
Ihesu led hym to the sepulture / and there it fonde. | |
Holde ioseph sayd ihesu / þ e couerture of my body. | |
There ihesu bad ioseph to his owne place wende. | |
And sayd kepe thou thy house / dayes fully forty. | |
75 | Farwell sayd our lorde. Ioseph my frende. |
Where-euer thou becom / peace be with the. | |
I go to my disciples / that longe after me. | |
Ioseph wept for ioy / that was of yeres olde. | |
Saynge / o Ihesu worshypped may thou be. | |
80 | For thy grace I haue spyed / is better than golde. |
Ioseph kept his house as our lorde bad. | |
And on the morowe cayphace went to the pryson. | |
No-body he there founde than was he full sad. | |
Where is Ioseph sayd anne I trowe he be gon. | |
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85 | I marueyle he sayd the seales were hole eche one |
And yet he out of the house is gone. | |
For wo they all wyst nat what to done. | |
Sayeng he that conuayed hym was a false felone | |
So worde they had that in Armathya cyte. | |
90 | Ioseph was / than sent they to hym gretyng. |
By theyr letters made full craftely | |
Him lowly prayeng that theyr writing | |
He [w]olde ouer-se and as [touchyng] any-thyng wolde] holde 1520; touchyng] 1520 omits, touchyng Skeat | |
That was done to hym they were wo therfore. | |
95 | And prayed to Ioseph his louers he wolde bryng. |
For they wolde be frendes with hym for euermore | |
This mater to shorten Ioseph thyder went. | |
And shewed them how theyr lorde delyuered hym | |
Out of the pryson suche grace god me sent. | |
100 | Well sayd the Iewes we meruayle of one thyng. |
How he gate out with all his connyng. Skeat: gate [thee] out | |
Ioseph sayd he lyfted the house fro the grounde. | |
They sayd by what crafte was it hanging | |
That it fell nat in sonder but stode styll sounde | |
105 | Well sayd Ioseph this was a great wonder. |
Whan the sharpe spere to his hart was pyght | |
To se great rockes and stones breke a_sonder. | |
The sonne darked and withdrewe his lyght. | |
The erthe trymbled by his great myght. | |
110 | All these were maruaylous sayd Ioseph than. |
Deed bodyes in theyr graues were sene with si[gh]t sight] sihgt 1520 | |
Wherfore I dare say he is very god and man. | |
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Now here how Ioseph came into englande. | |
But at that tyme it was called brytayne. | |
115 | Than .xv. yere with our lady as I vnderstande. |
Ioseph wayted styll / to serue hyr he was fayne. | |
So after hyr assumpcyon the boke telleth playne. | |
With saynt Philyp he went into fraunce. | |
His sonne and his wyfe to serue god with payne. | |
120 | Fayne for to folowe vertuous gouernaunce. |
Ioseph had a sonne whose name was Iosephas | |
That our lorde a bysshop dyd consecrate. | |
A vertuous lyuer the boke sayth that he was. | |
Phylip bad them go to great_brytayn fortunate | |
125 | So to the see they went of ioye seperate. |
For of them there were .v.C. and mo. | |
In that company bothe erly and late | |
Taryeng for passage / togyder forto go. | |
A shyp they toke as I vnderstande. | |
130 | And passed without peryll ouer the salt streme |
Into the hauen they all aryued to lande | |
But yet of brytayne they fayled theyr course clene. | |
They fortuned to a countre of a tyraunt kene. | |
Called wales there was a kyng that tyme | |
135 | They landed all as þ e boke telleth on an ester euyn |
xxxi. yere after the passyon about the houre of nyne | |
Whan the kyng knewe that they dyd lande | |
He toke Ioseph and all his felowes truly. | |
And put them in pryson great and strong. | |
140 | Than they all prayed to god almyghty. |
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And he herde theyr prayers lyghtly. | |
That they were delyuered in short space. | |
He thought his seruauntes sholde nat in peryl lye. | |
Than he sent them confort by his great grace. | |
145 | Our lorde apered to a kyng in the west. |
That named was Mordrayous in-dede | |
Bydding hym for to make hym prest | |
With all his myght in-to wales to spede. | |
Sayng there be my seruauntes that of helpe nede | |
150 | Go thou theder and bere thy swerde in thy hande thy] they 1520 |
That proude kyng that me doth nat drede. | |
Thou shalt hym ouercome and all his lande. | |
Than the kyng after his vysion sene. | |
Thought in hast his deuer to do | |
155 | So vp he rose in the mornyng. |
All his lordes he called hym to. | |
He sayd in-to wales in-dede must I go. | |
Now thyder wyll I hye me with all my myght. | |
God to me appered and bad me do so. | |
160 | A_gayne the prince of that countre for to fight |
In all hast he dysposed his householde. | |
And to a lorde he toke the realme to gouerne. | |
To delyuer goddes seruauntes he sayd he wolde. | |
I knowe no maner man that shall me werne | |
165 | In his iourney he hyed he thought not to turne |
Tyll he came to the place there Ioseph was | |
Many a towne in wales dyd he burne | |
The prynce of that countre herd therof in space | |
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And to Mordrayous he sent a messangere | |
170 | Prayng hym to come in with peace |
He sayd this lande is poore therfore I hym fere | |
Besechyng his goodnesse this stryfe to sease | |
And I wyll hym gyue a lady perelesse | |
Myn owne doughter by name called Labell | |
175 | Precyously arayed in cloth of rychesse |
He bad the messangere all this vnto hym tell | |
Than went the messangere vnto Mordrayous | |
And sayd all as is before tolde | |
Syr kyng my lorde the prayeth to be gracious | |
180 | Unto him and not so fyerse and bolde |
And ye shall haue his doughter with plentie of golde | |
With all the prysoners that in his pryson be | |
Ioseph and his felowes both yong and olde | |
Than sayd Mordrayous he shall haue peace with me. | |
185 | On a day these kynges togeder both dyd mete |
Mordrayous toke Labell to his wyfe | |
Eche saluted other with wordes swete | |
And loued togyder the terme of theyr lyfe | |
For Mordrayous was doughty with swerd and knyfe | |
190 | That all landes nere hym dyd dowt. |
Ioseph was delyuered from daungeer blyfe blyfe: see OED s.v. belive | |
With his felawes all the hole rowt | |
Than hyther into brytayne Ioseph dyd come | |
And this was by kyng Aueragas dayes | |
195 | So dyd Ioseph and also Iosephas his sonne |
With many one mo as the olde boke says | |
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This kynge was hethen and lyued on fals layes | |
And yet he gaue to Ioseph aulonye aulonye: =Avalon | |
Nowe called Glastenbury and ther he lyes | |
200 | Somtyme it was a towne of famous a[n]tyquyte. |
There Ioseph lyued with other hermyttes twelfe | |
That were the chyfe of all the company | |
But Ioseph was the chefe hym-selfe | |
There led they an holy lyfe and gostely | |
205 | Tyll at the last Ihesu the mighty |
He sent to Ioseph th'aungell gabryell | |
Which bad hym as the writyng doth specify | |
Of our ladyes assumpcyon to bylde a chapell | |
So Ioseph dyd as the aungell hym bad | |
210 | And wrought there an ymage of our lady |
For to serue hyr great deuocion he had | |
And that same ymage is yet at Glastenbury | |
In the same churche there ye may it se | |
For it was the fyrst as I vnderstande | |
215 | That euer was sene in this countre |
For Ioseph it made wyth his owne hande | |
The rode of northdore of london also dyd he make | |
Moche lyke as our lorde was on the rode done | |
For this Ioseph fro the crosse hym dyd take. | |
220 | And loke howe a man may make by proporcion |
A deed ymage lyke a quycke by cunnynge | |
So lyke the rode of northdore Iesu henge deed | |
For Ioseph made it nere semyng | |
Unto our lorde enclynynge his heed | |
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225 | Than Ioseph there abode prechyng the fayth. |
Tyll by the course of nature he dyed | |
Thus the olde boke recordeth and sayth | |
But in-dede his body at Glastenbury doth abyde. | |
Our lorde for hym well doth prouyde | |
230 | Likely there to be sought with many a .M. .M.: =thousand |
The name of Glastenbury wyll sprede full wyde | |
To men and women of many a straunge lande | |
By whose prayer god sheweth many myrakyll | |
Proued the .xviii. yere of henry our kyng | |
235 | In doltyng parysshe there was sicke longe whyle |
Two yonge women of the pestelence lamentyng | |
Which passed the cure of men in eche thynge | |
Theyr prayer makyng to ioseph of Aramathye | |
So began to recouer and brought theyr offryng | |
240 | On Symone day and Iude vnto Glastenbury |
And syth god there hath shewed many a myrakyl | |
I lacke tyme and season all to expresse | |
But yet all that do vysyte that holy habytakyll | |
It is euer lyke newe to them that call in distresse | |
245 | Four C. yere ago / the boke bereth wytnes |
So longe there hath rested that holy body | |
And nowe pleaseth it god of his goodnesse | |
Great myracles for hym to worke as ye may se | |
Many be there holpen through our lordes myght | |
250 | A chylde of welles raysed fro deth without dout. |
Lame ar there heled the blynde restored to sight | |
One that had the fransy to his wytte was brought | |
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The vykary of welles that thyder had sought | |
On the tenth day that many men dyd se | |
255 | Where .iiii. yere afore he stande nor go mought |
Released he was of part of his infyrmyte | |
There is continuaunce of grace as it is shewed | |
On a woman of banwell þ e wyfe of Thomas_Roke | |
Whyche was tempted by the fende and greatly styred | |
260 | With hyr husbandes knyues she cut hyr throte |
And doutlesse as true men do report | |
She slewe hyrselfe so greuous was the wounde. | |
For wo hyr husband wyst not whether to resort | |
Whan he sawe hyr all blody and his own knife found. | |
265 | This wofull man seynge his wyfe thus lye. |
Whiche with his knyfe had done that wofull dede | |
Unto his neyghbours he cryed full pyteously | |
Hym for to helpe in that tyme of nede | |
The wounde to sewe fast he began to spede | |
270 | Besechynge our lorde and holy Ioseph. |
This woman to saue and so hertely prayed | |
That anone after she began to drawe brethe | |
And they yet say that the stytches brake | |
That the flesshe / closed and that was wonder | |
275 | She was confessed / hoseled / eneled and spake |
Therfore good men this in your myndes ponder | |
Yet lyueth and in the .ix. day of apryl came she thyder | |
And went before the honourable procession | |
The same knyfe she offred vp all blody there | |
280 | Now thanked be god and Ioseph she is hole and sounde |
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The .ix. day of Aprill Iohnn_Lyght gentylman | |
Dwellynge besyde Ilchester at lyghtes_care | |
His wyfe had vpon her a feuer quartayn | |
By the space of two yere vexed gretly | |
285 | No medycyne nor phisyke þ a t coude do her remedy |
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And promysed thyder her offrynge deuoutly. | |
Than was she delyuered of her dysease certayne | |
The tenth daye of Apryll that was than sonday | |
290 | A chylde was smyten with a plage all deed |
And to euery mannes syght an houre so he lay | |
His moder hertely to sent Ioseph prayed | |
And bowed her offryng in her hert sore afrayed bowed: poss. emend to vowed | |
The chylde recouered and had his hele | |
295 | And on saynt marke daye there they offred |
Hole and sounde no herme dyde he fele | |
The .xv. day of Apryll one Robert_Browne | |
Of yeuell that at ylchester was prysoner | |
He was delyuered by proclamatyon | |
300 | And went to gader his fees for the kepar |
The prysoner about his legge had a fetter | |
He prayed ioseph to helpe him as he was not gilty | |
And sodenly the fetters sprange fro hym there | |
In myddes of þ e market-place of Glastenbury | |
305 | Iohnn_Gyldon gentylman of port_melborne |
The syde of his mouth was drawen to his eare | |
His lyft syde and his arme was benome | |
That he of his lyfe stode in great fere | |
Speke coude he nat nor hymselfe stere | |
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310 | He prayed to Ioseph promysyng his offryng |
So of his sykenes he was delyuered clere | |
Saue onely of an hurte in his lefte arme | |
The .xx. day of apryll Iohnn_popes wyfe of comtone | |
Had a yong chylde that was taken sodenly | |
315 | And so contynued and coude not be holpen |
His moder prayed to god and Ioseph deuoutly | |
Her offrynge promysed than founde she remedy | |
The chylde recouered and had his lymmes at wyll | |
Lo ye well-dysposed people here may ye se | |
320 | That there is nothynge to god impossyble |
Yonge walter_sergaunt dwellynge in Pylton | |
His chylde in the pestylence was in Ieopardy | |
And sore panged that he myght not meue hym | |
So that to theyr syght he appered deed veryly | |
325 | This wofull moder as the neyghbours testefy |
Prayed to Ioseph and of the chylde the mesure | |
And promysed to do her offrynge truly | |
Than shortly after the chylde dyde recure | |
Also Alys wyfe to Walter_benet dwellyng in welles | |
330 | Infect with the frenche pockes a yere and more |
And doutlesse as her owne neyghbours telles | |
Her fete were so paynfull and sore | |
That go coude she not but as she was bore | |
Thyder was she brought in-to the chapell | |
335 | Uerely she was heled and lefte her styltes thore |
And on her fete wente home resonably well | |
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Iohnn_Abyngdons wyfe of welles had a sykenesse | |
Moost paynfull with a sore called a fistula | |
So long i[t] contynued that she laye spechelesse it] is 1520 | |
340 | And her lymbes dyde rotte truly they do say |
So that with a knyfe the peces were cut away | |
At last she thought she had sene Ioseph in pycture | |
How he toke god fro the crosse and to hym dyde pray | |
Her for to hele and than began she to recure | |
345 | All the myracles to shewe it were to longe |
There is many mo full great þ a t I do not reherse | |
As pestylence purpyls and agonys strong | |
With megrymes also and men þ a t haue lyen specheles | |
And this I knowe well both in prose ryme and verse | |
350 | Men loue nat to rede an ouer-longe thyng |
Therfore I entende this mater to short and sease | |
I pray you all to marke well the endynge | |
Ye pylgrymes all gyue your attendaunce | |
Saynt ioseph there to serue with humble affectyon. | |
355 | At Glastenbury for to do hym reuerence |
Lyft vp your hertes with goostly deuocyon | |
Therwith conceyuyng this brefe compylacyon | |
Though it halte in meter of eloquence | |
All-thyng is sayd vnder correctyon | |
360 | And wryten to do holy Ioseph reuerence |
Ye lettred that wyll haue more intellygence | |
Of the fyrst foundacyon of Ioseph there | |
The olde bokes of Glastenbury shall you ensence | |
More plainly to vnderstande this forsayd matere | |
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365 | To you shall declare the hole cronycle clere |
Wryten full truly with a notable processe | |
Make ye no doute nor be not in fere | |
As olde clerkes therof bereth wytnesse | |
Sothely Glastenbury is þ e holyest erth of england | |
370 | Rede saynt Dauydes lyfe and there may ye se |
That our lorde it halowed with his owne hande | |
For Dauyd by myracle proued it parde | |
Chryst made through his handes two holes truely | |
Than went Dauyd and his masse began | |
375 | And after sakeryng the holes dyd shyt a sayd he |
This church was halowed by a better than I am | |
Great meruaylles men may se at Glastenbury | |
One of a walnot tree that there dooth stande | |
In the holy grounde called the semetory | |
380 | Harde by þ e place where kynge Arthur was founde |
South fro Iosephs chapell it is walled in rounde | |
It bereth no leaues tyll the day of saynt Barnabe | |
And than that tree that standeth in the grounde | |
Spredeth his leaues as fayre as any other tree | |
385 | Thre hawthornes also that groweth in werall |
Do burge and bere grene leaues at Christmas | |
As fresshe as other in May whan þ e nightyngale | |
Wrestes out her notes musycall as pure as glas | |
Of all wodes and forestes she is þ e chefe chauntres | |
390 | In wynter to synge yf it were her nature |
In werall she myght haue a playne place | |
On those hawthornes to shewe her notes clere | |
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Lo lordes what Ihesu dooth in Ianuary | |
Whan the great colde cometh to grounde | |
395 | He maketh the hauthorne to sprynge full fresshely |
Where as it pleaseth hym his grace is founde | |
He may loose all-thing that is bounde | |
Thankes be gyuen to hym that in heuen sytteth | |
That floryssheth his werkes so on the grounde | |
400 | And in Glastenbury. Quia mirabilia fecit. |
¶A praysyng to Ioseph. |
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O Ioseph sanctificate is thy fyrst foundation | |
Thy parentycle may be praysed of vs all | |
Armony syng with hertely Iubylacyon | |
That causeth many sorowes fro theyr hertes fall | |
5 | Of creatures dysconsolate that there for grace call |
Lawdyng Ioseph with deuoute reuerence | |
As a principall place chosen of Christ moost speciall | |
There shal thei fynde confort of Christes magnificence | |
Hayle mighty gyaunt heuen and erth thou dyde bere | |
10 | As bright as the mone tha[t] Illumyneth þ e nyght. that] than 1520 |
Moche stronger than Sampson that had no pere | |
Hayle floure fragrant [tha]t with thy great myght that] it 1520 | |
Putteth fendes vnto flyght and euery yll ayre | |
From men that deuoutly do theyr dylygence | |
15 | Here Ioseph to serue with offrynge or prayer |
Shall fynde confort of our lordes magnyficence | |
Hayle Ioseph that bere the swete hony-combe | |
On good friday as holy scripture doth specyfie | |
In thyn earme þ u bere both the lyon and the lambe | |
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20 | God and man in one humanyte |
In sepulture thou layd the myrrour of humylyte | |
Bryghter than lucyfer in his resplendence | |
After he had payed our raunsom and made vs fre | |
Of his great fauour grace and magnyfycence | |
25 | Hayle myghty balynger charged with plenty |
Thou hast cast anker in the hauen of aduentere. | |
O dentyous dyamonde þ e destroyer of yll desteny | |
As gay as euer was phebus in his golde spere | |
O noble Ioseph the tyme of grace draweth nere | |
30 | Hayle myrre so precyous dystroynge al pestelence |
O royall gem whome men shall seke full ferre | |
Here to haue confort of our lordes magnyfycence. | |
Heyle tresour of Glastenbury moost imperyall | |
In fauour smellynge swete as eglantyne | |
35 | Now shall thy name flourysshe ouerall |
Ihesu for thy sake the bell of mercy doth rynge. | |
Great cause hath Englande (Laus deo to synge | |
God and Ioseph to prayse with all our dylygence | |
That many men delyuereth out of mournynge | |
40 | By our lordes fauour grace and magnyfycence |
O noble Ioseph O ghostly phe[syc]yon phesycyon] phecysyon 1520 | |
By the is cured many a malady | |
Nat vsynge pylles / dregges / ne pocyon | |
Ne other medecyne yet doost thou remedy | |
45 | To pockes / pestylence / and also frency |
And all maner of feuer we se experyence | |
Thou helest Iaundes / goutes and dropsyes | |
sig: [B3v] | |
By our lordes fauour grace and magnyfycence | |
Now holy Ioseph pray for vs to our lorde | |
50 | To sende vs peas and perfyte charite |
And amonge the comyns welth and concorde | |
And that our ryche men may vse lyberalyte | |
Whiche than shall [wende] towarde the deyte wende] 1520 omits, wende Skeat | |
Where aungelles to Ihesu do great reuerence | |
55 | Unto the whiche god bryng bothe you and me |
Of his fauour grace and magnyfycence. | |
¶
Ioseph serue dei omnipotentis miserere mei malefactoris. Esto michi solamen in susp[i]riissuspiriis] susperiis 1520 continuum iuuamen in molestiis. Super id quod opto da remedium et tollator eo quicquid dessonum Ioseph discipule da in futuris agenda facere in non agendis vim hec resistere in virtuosis vitam terminare demum in celis tecum habitare.
Versus. Sancte ioseph
christi discipule. Responsorium. Intercede pro nobis ad Iesum qui elegit te. Oremus.
DOmine iesu_christe cui omnis lingua confitetur respice in nos seruos tuos et placare precibus tui dilecti discipuli ioseph: vt ipso intercedente mereamur in presentia habere pe[cca]tipeccati] petisti 1520 remedium et in futuro tue visionis dulcedinem. Qui viuis. etc.
¶Responsorium. Serue dei
ioseph sanctissime preces nostras clementer accipe morbos c[e]descedes] cades 1520 et pestes remoue. Et si meremur iam penas luere
christem regem superne glorie non iratum sed blandum effice. Versus. Ut cum ceperit mundum discernere et in dextri[s]dextris] dextriri 1520 oues reponere. Non ira. Oratio.
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[B4]
OMnipotens sempiterne deus qui beatissimum
ioseph famul[u]m tuum tribuisti vnigeniti filii tui corpus exanime de cruce deponere: eique iusta humanitatis officia [per]soluerepersoluere] prosoluere 1520 presta quesumus vt qui eius memoriam deuote recolimus consuete misericordie tue senciamus auxilium Per eundem dominum nostrum.
AMEN. |
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¶Imprinted at London in Fletestrete at the sygne of the George / by Richard_Pynson printer vnto the kinges noble grace Anno. domini. M.CCCCC.xx. | |
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