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Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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¶ The .ix. Chapter. ¶ The prayer of Iudith for the vyctorye.

A   Now when they were gone theyr waye, Iudith wente into hir closet, put on an hearrye smock, strawed ashes vpon hir head, fell downe before the Lord, ∧ cried vnto hym, say&ebar;g, O Lord God of my father note Sime&obar;, which gauest hym a swerde for a defence agaynst the enemyes, þt; vsed vyol&ebar;ce and wyllfulnes and that rauished þe; vyrgin ∧ put her to dyshonesty. Thou þt; gauest theyr wyues into a praye, and theyr daughters &ibar;to captyuyte, &abar;d all theyr praye for a spoyle vnto thy seruauntes, which bare a zele vnto þe;, helpe me wyddow, O Lorde my God, I beseche the. For thou hast done all thinges from the begynnyng: and loke what thou hast taken in hand &abar;d deuysed, it came euer to passe. For all thy wayes are prepared, and thy iudgem&ebar;tes are done &ibar; thy euerlastyng forknowledge. O loke now vpon the armyes of the Assiri&abar;s, lyke as it was thy pleasure somtime to loke vp&obar; the hoost of the Egypcians, when they beyng weapened, persecuted thy seruauntes, and put theyr trust &ibar; theyr charettes, horsmen, ∧ in the multitude of theyr men of warre. But thou lokedest vp&obar; their host, castynge a thyck darcknes before th&ebar;: and when they came into the depe, the waters ouer whelmed them.

B   Euen so Lord, lett it go with these, that trust in the power ∧ multitude of theyr m&ebar; of warre in theyr charrettes, arowes ∧ speares, and knowe not, that thou onely art our God, which destroyest warres fr&obar; þe; begynnyng, and that thou art the Lord. O lift vp thyne arme now, lyke as euer from þe; begynnyng, and &ibar; thy power brynge their power to naught, cause theyr myght to fall in thy wrath. They make theyr boast, þt; they will vnhalowe and defyle thy Sanctuary, and to wayst the tabernacle of thy name, ∧ to cast downe the horne of thyne aulter &wt; theyr swerde, Br&ibar;g to passe (O Lorde) that the pryde of the enemye maye be cut downe with his awne swerde, that he maye be tak&ebar; with the snare of hys eyes in me, and that þu; mayest smyte h&ibar; with þe; lyppes of my loue. O geue me a stedfast mynde, that I maye despyse him &abar;d hys strength, ∧ that I maye destroye hym.

C   Thys shall brynge thy name an euerlastyng remembraunce, yf the hande of a woman ouerthrowe hym. D   For thy power (O Lord) st&abar;deth not in þe; power of men, nether hast þu; eny pleasure &ibar; the strength of horses. There was neuer proude personne þt; pleased the, but in the prayer of the humble and meke hath thy pleasure bene euermore.

O thou God of the heauens, thou maker of the waters, and Lorde of all creatures,

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heare me poore woman, callyng vp&obar; the, ∧ puttyng my trust in thy mercy. Remembre thy couenaunt, O Lord, and mynister wordes in my mouth, and stablysh this deuice in my hert, that thy house maye c&obar;tynue styll in holynes, and that all the Heythen maye knowe, that thou art God, &abar;d that there is none other but thou.
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Great [1540], ¶ The Byble in Englyshe, that is to saye the cont&ebar;t of al the holy scrypture both of þe; olde, and newe testam&ebar;t, with a prologe therinto, made by the reuerende father in God, Thomas archbysshop of Cantorbury, ¶ This is the Byble apoynted to the vse of the churches (Printed by Edward Whytchurche) [word count] [B06000].
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