Our lif is growndid in love withoute the which we perish; but yet God is never wroth, but in our wreth and synne He mercifully kepith us, and tretith us to peace, rewarding our tribulations. Forty-ninth chapter.

For this was an hey mervel to the soule which was continely shewid in al, and with gret diligens beholden: that our Lord God anempts Hymself may not forgevyn, for He may not be wroth. It were impossible. For this was shewid, that our lif is all groundid and rotid in love, and without love we may not levyn. And therfore to the soul that of His special grace seyth so ferforth of the hey, mervelous godenes of God, and that we arn endlesly onyd to Hym in love, it is the most impossible that may ben that God shuld be wreth. For wreth and frendship be two contraries. For He that westith and destroyith our wreth, and makyth us meke and mylde, it behovyth neds to ben that He be ever on in love, meke and myld, which is contrarious to wreth. For I saw ful sekirly that wher our Lord apperith, peas is taken and wreth hath no place. For I saw no manner of wreth in God, neyther for short tyme ne for longe, for sothly, as to my syte, if God myte be wroth a touch we shuld never have lif, ne stede, ne beyng.

For verily as we have our beyng of the endles myte of God and of the endless wisdam and of the endless godeness, as verily we have our kepyng in the endles myte of God, in the endles wisdom, and in the endless goodnes. For thow we felyn in us wretches, debates, and strives, yet arn we al mannerfull beclosyd in the mildhede of God and in His mekehede, in His benignite, and in His buxumhede. For I saw full sekirly that al our endles frendship, our stede, our lif, and our beyng is in God. For that same endles goodnes that kepith us whan we synne that we perish not, the same endles goodnes continuly tretyth in us a peace agaynst our wreth and our contrarious fallyng, and makyth us to sen our nede with a trew drede, mytyly to sekyn into God to have forgivenes with a gracious desire of our salvation. For we may not be blisfully save til we be verily in peace and in love, for that is our salvation. And thow we, be the wreth and the contrariouste that is in us, be now in tribulation, desese, and wo, as fallyth to our blindnes and frelte, yet arn we sekirly safe be the mercifull kepyng of God that we perish not. But we arn not blisfully saf in havyng of our endles joy till we ben al in peace and in love, that is to sey, ful plesid with God and with al His werks, and with al His domys, and lovand and pessible with ourselfe and with our even Cristen, and with al that God lovith, as love likyth. And this doeth Gods goodnes in us.

Thus saw I that God is our very peace, and He is our sekir keper whan we arn oureselfe at onpeace, and He continuly werkith to bring us into endles peas. And thus whan we, be the werkyng of mercy and grace, be made meke and mylde, we arn ful safe. Sodenly is the soule onyd to God whan it is trewly pesid in the selfe, for in Him is fonden no wreth. And thus I saw whan we arn all in peace and in love, we fynde no contrariouste, ne no manner of lettyng; of that contrariouste which is now in us, our Lord of His goodnes makyth it to us ful profitable. For that contrarioust is cause of our tribulations and al our wo, and our Lord Jesus takyth hem and send hem up to Hevyn, and there arn thei made more swete and delectable than herte may thynken or tongue may tellen. And whan we cum thither we shal fynd hem redy al turnyd into very faire and endless worships. Thus is God our stedfast ground, and He shal be our full bliss and make us onchongeable as He is whan we arn there.