Hienes that thir ar no vane wordis,
bot of dead and effect, heir I offer me to thy Grace to come in thy
realme agane, so that thy Grace will give me audience, and hear
what I have for me of the law of God: and caus ony Bischope or
Abbot, Frear or Secular, quhilk is maist cuning, (some of thame
cane not read thair matynes who ar maid judgeis in heresye!) to
impugne me be the law of God; and give my parte be found wrang,
thy Grace being present and judge, I refuse no pane worthie or
condigne for my falt. And give that I convict thame by the lawe of
God, and that thei have nothing to lay to my charge, bot the law of
man, and thair awin inventionis to uphald thair vane glorie and
prydfull lyif, and dalye scorgeing of thy poore liegis; I reporte
me to thy Grace, as judge, Whither he hes the victorye that haldis
him at the law of God, quhilk cane not faill nor be false, or thei
that haldis thame at the law of man, quhilk is rycht oft plane
contrarie and aganis the law of God, and thairfoir of necessitie
fals, and full of lesingis? for all thing that is contrarie to the
veritie, (quhilk is Christ and his law,) is of necessitie ane
lesing.
And to witnes that this cumis of all my harte, I shall remane in
Berwik whill I gett thy Grace's answer, and shall without faill
returne, haveing thy hand wreitt that I may haif audience, and
place to speak. No more I desyre of thee; whaireof gif I had bene
suire, I should never have departed. And that thow may know the
treuth thairof, gif feare of the justness of my cause, or dredour
of persequutioun for the same, had moved me to departe, I wold not
so pleasandlie reverte: only distrust thairfoir was the caus of my
departing. Pardone me to say that quhilk lyes to thy Grace's
charge. Thow arte bound by the law of God, (suppoise thei falslie
lye, saying it perteanes nott to thy Grace till intromett wyth sic
materis,) to caus everie man, in any case, accused of his lyef, to
have his just defence, and his accusaris produceit conforme to
thair awin law. Thei blynd thy Grace's eyn, that knawis nothing of
thair law: bot gif I prove nocht this out of thair awin law, I
offer me to the death. Thy Grace, thairfoir, by experience may daly
learne, (seing thei nether fear the King of Heavin, as thair lyves
testiffis, neyther th
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