34% 11Eí. and Mon. jot.¡4r. Heyl Gen. pa&.8o%,1 Ash. andMon. lol.8}7. 1bid. t 751. 3Gid 1854. dóid.t163. DEut.33.9. ,,0.andMon . fot. e tbid }x. A Commentary * osstke GD,q,e1 Char r.to. Saviour. Shouldwe look for fire to quench our thirft Martyr; Andasfoon fhall Gods true fervants finde peace and fa. your under Chrilfs regiment. This world is to theSaints as the Seacalled PAciiil -are, then the which there is nothing more ttou. blefom and tumultuous: Or as theflrairs of Mdigellan,where,which wayfoever a roanbead his courfe,he4113111x fure to have the winde againft burn. Verfe 35. For trmCOrnr tae u fit .t man at variance, 6or. ] By aC cident it tell out to thorow =us fngtilar cnrrupumon, can. fing them as Bats to fly again the light of the toffpe&, to hate it as thieves doe a torch in the night ; or, as the Tact. Cher, which fohatts man, that he tears his picture wherever'be lindes it. Neste 36. tsfndd roans foes Adhethey,&c. ] Nicolas ofIrnrt- ile, a young man newly come from grneva, was condemned and fet inthe'Cart. His own father coming with a f world have beatenhim, but that the officers kept him off. Irtliras /Woo, Martyr, coming to his mothers and asking her bleffìng, Thom Alit, kid fhe, have Clarifies croft and mine where ever thou aroeff. I0h4 Fetty, Martyr, was-accufd and com,plairred of by Iris own wife, and (lye was thereupon firuck mad. Another like exam. pie there is to be read of an unnaturall htrband, witraef3ìng gainft his ownwife, and likewife of children againft their own mother, &c. So this laying of our Saviour is funfilled. And it wsnot for nothing that e4nrigomtspraid fohard to be delivered fromhis friends ;that QElizubetb complained,That inmifffin ha foundtrcafon. Verle 37. He-that lovethfatlm or mother. ] Levi faid unto hi" father and his mother, /home not feen him : neither did he acknow- ledge hie brethren, in that caufe ofGod, or knew ht own chile/rot., I f the Lord Chrift call me to him, faith Hieran, although my fa. therfhould lie inmy way. my mother hang about my neck to- hinder rare, I wouldgo over my father, (hake r my mother, &c. 3 7azianzen 'cos glad that he had fotnething ofvalue (to wit, his ri?chenianlearning) topart with for Chrifi. Nicolas Shetterdex, Martyr, in a letter to his mother, wrote thus, Dar mother em. brace the counfel of Gods Word with hearty aff:eïion, read it with obedience, &c. So (hail we meet in joy at the laft day; or elfe I bid you farmelrfor evermore. Away fromme Satan,faid Rebericsa FrenchMartyr, when Satan let before him his parents, to
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