s. .A Commentary upon the Go el Chap.% for noW I know I am almoft at home. I lacknot part two Riles to tb`d 1386. goe over, and I ameven at my fathers houle. Likewife Rawlins White, going to the flake, whereas before he was wont to goe ftooping, or rather crooked through infirmityof age, havinga fad countenance, and a very feeble complexion , and, withall very fofcin fpeech and gefture ; now he went and ftretcht up himfelf bolt upright, and bare withall a molt pleafant and comfortable tùíd.t415. countenance, not without great courage and audacity, both in fpeech and behaviour. It were eafìe to inftance the exceeding greatjoy of the Apof les, Aft.5.41. who went from the Councel, rejoycing that t hey were fo faire honoured, as to be difhonoured for the Name ofJefus ; which Cif i:bon calleth, ElegantiJmum oxymorurn. So Bradford, God forgive me ( faith he) mine un- ¡bid 1484. thankfulnefle for this exceeding great mercy, that,, amongfo ma- ny thoufands, hedutch me to be one in whom 'he will ¡utter. And in a letter tohis mother; For Chrilts fake 1 fuffer, taith he, and therefore fhould be merry and glad. And indeed, good mo- ther, fo I am, as ever 1 was : yea, never fo merry and glad was J, as now I fhould be, if I could get you to be merry with me, to thank God for me, and Co pray on this fort, Ah, good Father, that.doft vouchfafe that my fon, being a grievous firmer in thy fight, theuld finde this favour with thee, taeone ofthy fons Ca- ptains, and tnonof wirre, to fight and fuffer for his Gofpels fake: I thank thee, andpray thee in Chrifts Name, that thou wouldft forgive him his fins and unrhankfulnefte, and make himworthy to Puffer, notonly imprifonment, but even very death for thy truth, rfrid I S 04. religion, and Gofpels fake, &c. Whether Bradfrds mother did thus or no, I know not : but WiRiamHunters mother ( chat fuf- feted under Borner) told him that the wasglad that ever the was fo happy, as tobear inch a childe, as could finde in his heart to ?1, 41 , > lofe his lifefor Chrifts Name fake. Then William Paid to his mo- ther, For my littlepain which is (hall fuffer, which is but for a lit-. tie braid, Chrift hath promifed me a crownof joy : may not you be glad of thar,mother? With that his mother kneeled down on her knees, fling, I pray God ftrengthen thee, my forme, to the end : yea, I thinke thee as well beltowed, as any childe that ever rltdn+94. I bare. For indeed (as M. Philpot the Martyr laid) to die for Chrill, is the greateft promotion, that God can bring any in this Sculrct..4not. vale of mifety unto : yea fo great anhonour, as the greateft An- gel in heaven isnot permitted to have. This made7ahn Cterkr mother
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