THE BOOK OF MARGERY KEMPE


The Book of Margery Kempe
Edited by Lynn Staley
Originally Published in The Book of Margery Kempe
Kalamazoo, Michigan: Western Michigan University for TEAMS, 1996

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   22
 
 

   As this creatur lay in contemplacyon, sor wepyng in hir spiryt, sche seyde to owyr
Lord Jhesu Cryst, "A, Lord, maydonys dawnsyn now meryly in hevyn. Schal not I
don so? For becawse I am no mayden, lak of maydenhed is to me now gret sorwe; me
thynkyth I wolde I had ben slayn whan I was takyn fro the funtston that I schuld nevyr
a dysplesyd the, and than schuldyst thu, blyssed Lorde, an had my maydenhed
wythowtyn ende. A, der God, I have not lovyd the alle the days of my lyve, and that
sor rewyth me; I have ronnyn awey fro the, and thow hast ronnyn aftyr me; I wold
fallyn in dyspeyr, and thu woldyst not suffer me." "A, dowtyr, how oftyntymes have 
I teld the that thy synnes arn forgove the and that we ben onyd togedyr wythowtyn
ende? Thu art to me a synguler lofe, dowtyr, and therfor I behote the thu schalt have a
synguler grace in hevyn, dowtyr, and I behest the I schal come to thin ende at thi
deyng wyth my blyssed modyr and myn holy awngelys and twelve apostelys, Seynt
KateryneSeynt MargareteSeynt Mary Mawdelyn, and many other seyntys that ben
in hevyn, whech gevyn gret worshep to me for the grace that I geve to the, God, thi
Lord Jhesu. Thow thart drede no grevows peynes in thi deyng, for thu schalt have thy
desyre, that is to have mor mynde of my Passyon than on thin owyn peyne. Thu schalt
not dredyn the devyl of helle for he hath no powyr in the. He dredyth the mor than
thow dost hym. He is wroth wyth the, for thu turmentyst hym mor wyth thi wepyng
than doth al the fyer in helle; thu wynnyst many sowlys fro hym wyth thi wepyng. And
I have behygth the that thu schuldyst noon other purgatory han than slawndyr
and speche of the world, for I have chastysed the myself as I wolde be many gret
dredys and turmentriis that thu hast had wyth evyl spyritys bothin slepyng and wakyng
many yerys. And therfor I schal preservyn the at thin ende thorw my mercy that thei
schal no powyr have ovyr the neythyr in body ne in sowle; it is gret grace and myracle
that thu hast thy bodyly wyttys for the vexacyon that thu hast had wyth hem afortyme.
I have also, dowtyr, chastised the wyth the drede of my godhede, and many tymes
have I feryd the wyth gret tempestys of wyndys that thu wendyst venjawns schuld a
fallyn on the for synne. I have prevyd the be many tribulacyons, many gret hevynes,
and many grevows sekenes in so mech that thu hast ben anoynted for deed, and al
thorw my grace hast thu skapyd. Therfor drede the nowt, dowtyr, for wyth myn owyn
handys, whech wer nayled to the crosse, I schal take thi sowle fro thi body wyth gret
myrthe and melodye, wyth swet smellys and good odowrys, and offyr it to my Fadyr
in hevyn, ther thu schalt se hym face to face, wonyng wyth hym wythowtyn ende.
Dowtyr, thu schalt be ryte wolcome to my Fadyr and to my modyr and to alle my seyntys
in hevyn, for thu hast govyn hem drynkyn ful many tymes wyth teerys of thyn eyne.
Alle myn holy seyntys schal enjoyen of thi comyng hom. Thu schalt be fulfyllyd of al
maner lofe that thu coveytyst. Than schalt thu blysse the tyme that thu wer wrowte
and the body that the hath bowte. He schal joyen in the and thu in hym wythowtyn
ende. Dowtyr, I behote the the same grace that I behyte Seynt Kateryne, Seynt Margarete,
Seynt Barbara, and Seynt Powle, in so mech that what creatur in erth unto the day of dom
aske the any bone and belevyth that God lovyth the he schal have hys bone and er
ellys a bettyr thyng. Therfor and thei that belevyn that God lovyth the thei schal ben
blyssed wythowtyn ende. The sowlys in purgatory schal joyn in thi comyng hom, for
thei knowyn wel that God lovyth the specyaly. And men in erth schal joyn in God for the,
for he schal werkyn meche grace for the and makyn al the world to knowyn that God
lovyth the. Thu hast be despysed for my lofe, and therfor thu schalt be worshepyd for
my lofe. Dowtyr, whan thu art in hevyn, thu schalt mown askyn what thu wylt, and I
schal grawnte the al thi desyr. I have telde the befortyme that thu art a synguler lover,
and therfor thu schalt have a synguler love in hevyn, a synguler reward, and a synguler
worshep. And, forasmech as thu art a mayden in thi sowle, I schal take the be the on
hand in hevyn and my modyr be the other hand, and so schalt thu dawnsyn in hevyn
wyth other holy maydens and virgynes, for I may clepyn the dere abowte and myn
owyn derworthy derlyng. I schal sey to the, myn owyn blyssed spowse, `Welcome to
me wyth al maner of joye and gladnes, her to dwellyn wyth me and nevyr to departyn fro
me wythowtyn ende, but evyr to dwellyn wyth me in joy and blysse, whech non eye may
se, ne eer heryn, ne tunge telle, ne non hert thynkyn, that I have ordeynd for the and for
alle my servawntys the whech desyryn to lofe me and plesyn me as thu dost."'