XXIII. Edmund Dee

UNTO my exortacon attend and give eare;

You that walke in darknes I wish you beware;

For now the light shineth so perfect and cleere,

All men they mai venter.

With God and our kinge now lett us agree

In fayth and true love; for soo itt must bee;

The perfect waie and the true veritee

Therin lett vs venter.

To doo them good is all my intentt

That waver and wander: if they doe repente,

From ignorant follie with on consentt,

With Christ they may enter.

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Now God hath sent us, all men maie see,

A noble Kinge James (soe named is hee)

To maintaine the gospell, the true veritee—

With him let us venter.

All they that were blinded did hope for a daie

To bringe in the pope, to whom they obeye;

But God bee thanked, that liveth for aye,

Nowe they shall not enter.

The pope with his pardons for silver and gould,

Long time hath deceived boeth yoonge and ould;

The blessing of God is not to be sould—

Take heede howe you venter.

Perchaunce you will marvell,

And thinke in your minde

Whence I have this knowledge,

And see me soe blind;

All those that seeke, Christ saith they shall finde—

To Him lett us venter.

My hartt and mind nowe doth rejoyce

Your noble grace to see,

I am a subject poore and basse—

My name is—Edmund Dee.