Wo worth thee, devil, wo worth thee, devil, and all thy
angels. If Christ by his death draweth all things to himself, and
draweth all men to salvation, and to heavenly bliss, that trust in him;
then the priests at the mass, at the popish mass, I say, what can they
draw, when Christ draweth all, but lands and goods from the right heirs?
The priests draw goods and riches, benefices and promotions to
themselves; and such as believed in their sacrifices they draw to the
devil. But Christ is he that draweth souls unto him by his bloody
sacrifice. What have we to do then but _epulari in Domino_, to eat in
the Lord at his supper? What other service have we to do to him, and
what other sacrifice have we to offer, but the mortification of our
flesh? What other oblation have we to make, but of obedience, of good
living, of good works, and of helping our neighbours? But as for our
redemption, it is done already, it cannot be better: Christ hath done
that thing so well, that it cannot be amended. It cannot be devised how
to make that any better than he hath done it. But the devil, by the help
of that Italian bishop yonder, his chaplain, hath laboured by all means
that he might to frustrate the death of Christ and the merits of his
passion.
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