TSK · Luke 7:38

And when the angel of the Lord spake these wordes vnto all the children of Israel, the people cryed out and wept:

I am weerie of my groning: I washe my bed euery nyght, and I water my coutche with my teares.

Sacrifices for God is a mortified spirite: O Lorde thou wylt not despise a mortified and an humble heart.

Let thy garmentes be alwayes white, and let thy head lacke no oyntment.

Thou wentest straight to kinges with oyle and diuers oyntmentes that is thou hast sent thy messengers farre of, and yet art thou fallen into the pit.

They shall come weepyng, and with mercifull pitie will I bring them hither agayne: I will leade them to the riuers of water in a strayght way where they shall not stumble: For I am Israels father, and Ephraim is my first borne.

But nowe saith ye Lord, turne you vnto me with all your heartes, with fasting, with weepyng, and with mournyng.

Blessed (are) they that mourne: for they shalbe comforted.

And he turned to the woman, & sayde vnto Simon: Seest thou this woman? I entred into thyne house, thou gauest me no water for my feete, but she hath wasshed my feete with teares, & wyped them with the heeres of her head.

He rose from supper, and layde asyde his vpper garmentes: And when he had taken a towel, he gyrded hym selfe.

Suffer afflictions, and mourne, and weepe: Let your laughter be turned to mournyng, and your ioy to heauinesse.