Chap,19. '. ,accord* to St J oH N. Verfe 9. whence art-thou.] He-queftioneth not Chrift of his countrey, but ofhis condition, q. d.Artthou.a.man, or a God Sucha dung-hill-Deity he meant, as the Heathens worihipped ,And thereforeour Saviour would no- once anfwer him, Efpecially Mince ifhedhould have affertedhis Deity, Pilate likelywould have acquitted and difiniil`ed him ; whereas thrift knew that he was now , and here, to becondemned. There are that thinkthat Pi- lates wives dreamwas from theDevil, who fought therebyto have hindered the workofour redemption,which,couldnot be wrought but by the deathofChrif. . Verfe to, Speakeft tloou not unto me.] No, and yet S. Taut faith, he wimeffedagood confeffion before Pontirts Pilate, becaufe' i Tim. 6. r he had Paid fufficientbefore, and was now ready to kaleup the truth with his.bloud. But to be delivered he would notonce o- pen his mouth to Pilate. So M. Saunders had fowholly devoted Mt. & Mon. himfelfe to thedefence ofChrifts caufe, that heforbad his wife to fol. .r3í9. fue forhis delivery : and when otherofhis friends had by fit al- molt obtained it, he difcouraged them, fo that they did not fol- low their flue. I pray you let me make labonr for you, faid one Crefirèll to Matter Bradford. You may doe what you will, faid Bradford. But tell me what lute I (hall make for you, quoth Crefwell. Forfooth laid the other, that you will do, do it not at my requeft ; for I delrenothingat your hands. If the Queen will 16íd. r 467, give me life, I will thank her : if the will banith me, I'll thankher: iflhe will burn me, I'll thank her ;if the will condemne me to perpetual' imprifonment, I'll thank .her. Life in. Gods dif pleaftre is worfe then death : and death in his true fear, is truelife I have power to crucifie _the.] To crucifie an innocent man ? Whogave him rhat power ? But profane perfonsbear themfelves over-bold upon their power, as if they were little Gods within Rídeogood cane themfelves. So Cæfar told Metelbss hecould as eafily d.eftroy him matt nr:o jagu. as bid it be done. So Caligula fpeaking to the Confuls, I laugh, fare vos ¡elm, faid he,to think that I can kill you with a nodofmy head,and that 6- rixori tarn this fair throat ofmywives (hall beprefently cut,if I but fpeak the bona cervix, word. mul ac jrsye Verfe T L. Except it were given thee from above.] Therefore det etx . be good in thineoffice, left thou give a dear accounttohim that is higher then the higheft, as Solomonhath it : who thereforecals the judgement fcat,'the holyplace, Eccl, 8.19. Pdette was afterwards kickt 129
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