holy land And faine would haue since thus thransported hether All sorts and sects associate me thether But all alas woe worth doe me disdaine one my Palmers weed with scorn complaine Vp-brayding me that I sometime of yore Triumphant vertues vestures viuely wore which thogh those lines a prisners pace do walk Which whilom did in Courtly measure stalke To open view now they expose their faults Though like a weakling that on crowches haults The fading flower of those youthfull times Now rest of power bewailes her ruthful crimes And ruminating on a sea of sinne Bewraies without what her betrayes within Then with my Poems plaine wreck't dispence Deuour'd in zeale is oft distrac't in sence Let not the rashnes of demolish't Time Explode my harshnes and vnpolisht rime Nor shun me now though I like lowly Ioh This leprous Corps of sin with raggs enrobe But sit by me read me and turne me o're And with thine vngments gently salue my sore within this Port wee 'le Anchour safe frō rockes Frō swelling billowes rageing gusts shockes Til Thetis Halcion Neptunes storke doth haile Then shall our Gallion spread a loftier saile And frō outragious stormes tempests stand For safe arriuall in the holy land ¶ Idillion in eximii Millitis Leightonis laudem THese dulcid layes which heere thy Muse doth sing sound most melodious to the heauenly King Thy zealous Emulation heere aspires To Parallel thy selfe in Angels quires If such ambition from thy Muse can glide Be more ambitious t' is a heauenly pride Still with this Emulation thee inuest For t' is a habit that becomes thee best And as thy selfe thy selfe dost most controule Seeming afflicted with a wounded soule Know for thy comfort thus Iehouah cries Offer to me a liuing sacrifice Thē these Oblations are more pleasing notes Then flesh of Bulls many thousand goates To him that saith in his Diuine behest Giue me thy heart then shalt thou please me best Better then he who all at once exhausts Chiliads of Hecatombs and Holocausts Nor weigh's he Psalmes composures prickt by art Till first the Psalmists soule be prickt in heart Thē yeeld thy simphonies which best accord With Dauids harmonies that pleas'd the Lord As when the women sung this sweet Idillion Saule slew his 1000. Dauid slew his million Hould on thy course and be assur'd at last Heauens will raise thee some Encomiast That like Apollo's Pean shall disperse The sacred diapason of thy verse In spight of Zeallesse Zoylus all abroad And make proud Momus chaunt his palinode Ed. Cooke ¶ In laudem authoris presentes operis sui Antonii dyat Arm. All euill deedes in darkenes doe delight the perfect good surmoūts the Sun shine bright The cardinall vertues yeald to thē their right Doe vertues lead that are Diuine in sight The former frame to honesty of life The latter are to soules saluation rife The former hath our author lately showne In Goulden verse and matter choycly apt The Latter leading vnto heauenly throwne Will be applauded as the onely that Doth ioyes angelicall and eternall blisse By sweete repenting bring from darke abisse Names do the Nature of the man declare Leighton our authors name from true light floweth To blisse the way to show he doth not spare His name eternal therefore each man knoweth God graunt the soyle where these good seedes do fall may bring forth fruit to rid the soule from thrall ¶ Vnto the troubles and sorrowes of the worthy Knight Sir William Leighton CHrists yoake is sweet see how it workes the Heart with steam's of sigh's with throw's of suppcation Say Well-i am whē griefes Leight-on my part soul's are sublim'd in fire of tribulation No meruaile Marble weepes on gloomy day Since griefe yeeldes Hunny dewes griefe to allay Io. Layfeilde To the Right Worshipfull Sir William Leighton Knight his endeared friend and kinsman concerning his diuine Lamentations EVē as some curious Image wrought in gold is a rich obiect stately to behold And we not only doe the wealth desire But doe asmuch the workmanship admire Yet if it turn'd be to a vse prophane What men did loue as soone they loath the same For all the cost and curious Art bestow'd Is counted base if worship to 't be show'd So stately posey oft is put in vse To sing laciueously her owne abuse And being rich and curious often times Is wrongd with base foule vnchristian rimes Then Poets all this heauenly verse come view Which bringes sweet Art and ripe conceipts to And doth thereby your Poetrie refine And teach it how for to become deuine you A second Dauid here soules health doth sing And thereby honor doth to Poets bring Here is no forged tale of loue or lust To sot the simple and deceiue the most No ticeing baud or foule abusing scoule No Art of loue but Phisicke for thy soule He that the Cardnall vertues late did bring For to vse conference with our mightie King Now likewise bringes a liuely verse to winne Faith vnto all that all may hate their sinne The flintie eye this worthy Knight doth moue To shed salt teares fore-wronging him aboue And as himselfe so is his verse likewise Most Deuine Noble Ciuill good and wise Then let no blasting tongue abuse the tree That beareth fruite to saue thy soule thee Ar. Hopton MVsicke is then Diuine and not but then when words notes in aptnes do concord Composed so by zealous cunning men as words notes both praise the heauenly Lord Such Musique is Diuine none but such be conceit cunning ne'reso much And such is worthy Leightons true intention whose heauēbred Muse Musiqu do conspire Both to Demonstrate his Diuine inuention and to Illustrate his most iust desire Oh let not then his patterne be neglected who hath Gods praise by Notes to him directed Luke Iones I Inlaudem Authoris THis is the second time thou hast appear'd in publick print wel willing worthy knight First thy Tryumphant vertue highly rear'd thy fame aboue our Moderne Poets flight For why those lines in serious wise I write do with such generall learning richly shine As if some blessed or Caelesticall spright possessed had that heart and soule of thine But in this second worke much more Diuiue thy Lamentations woefully cōposed thou dost thy thoughts in such low verse combine as wondrous skill thou hast in thē disclosed That mē may see thou canst write high or low in both so well as none thy worth can show Iohn Lepton THE TEARES OR LAMENTAtions of a Sorrowfull Soule A prayer vnto Almightie God to preuent prepare and dispose our hearts rightly vnto prayer Lord teach me how to pray Luke 11. 1. Verse O Louing God and Father deere I humbly thee beseech pray For Iesus sake my prayers heare and harken what my soule shall say My heart thoughts Lord sanctifie thine holy spirit inspire within mee Mee from corruptions mundifie and let thy louing mercies win me Oh let me
then say giue or doe what payne can gaine my fauour lost Riuers of Oyle or ought thereto they are thine owne and of thy cost Accept yet Lord the sacrifice of Heart Calues of lippes vnfained This is that Offring did'st deuise to haue thy grace to be obtained The free will offringe of my Zeale in sence of sighing still assending They to thy mercies seate appeale would make peace for mine offending faulter Although mine heart tongue doe yet in Christ Iesus meditation Receaue this offering on thine Alter with all my best imagination Heare me in him in him relieue me for without him noe helpe can be None can my soules or harts ease giue me nor can I inward comforts see Till I know that thy wraths appeas'd and haue thy charter of thy pardon Then shall I finde mine heart so eas'd that I desire noe further guerdon And now I most vnhappie man that did offend my God soe kinde By grace of him in all I can I 'le seeke with heart with soule minde To honor serue obey and please him that is mine al-seeing maker Whom I beseech to graunt me peace and make me of his ioyes partaker Finis A Godly meditation wherein the distressed sheweth he is vnfeignedly grieued hat he hath offended God who is so powerfull and so dread a iudge who also as the repentant thinketh hath armed man and all creatures against him for his sinnes But aggrauating the greatnes of his miseries and afflictions at the last heresolueth to goe vnto God in Christ his name with whom he is well pleased and in whom he will accept the prayers of the offendant ALas that I offended euer this God of Gods this Lord of powers That can in peeces all men shiuer and ouerturne the stateliest towers Ah woe is me that I offended and iustly God stir'd vpp to ire Who by his lawe hath sin condempned vnto the pit of endles fire I dayly see Gods creatures all iustly for sinne displeas'd with mee Mens hearts are hardned and with gall feede mee that haue offended thee My God thy blessings all one earth thou doest witholde from me keepe Alas my soule sustaines a dearth of grace vnto thy grace I creepe But what to doe or what to say I know not Lord but I know this My grieses encrease more day by day my mirth is moane bane is my blisse One euill doth another call like waues on waues in raging seas My weary burthen makes me fall I find no comfort helpe nor ease I hope of helpe but that hope quailes in crosses are my comforts ended I fly to faith but then faith failes when I neede most to be defended As if I were the onely man prepos'd by thine intendement Whom heauen earth must curse ban as subiect of all punishment Thy iustice dams me I appeale to mercy then appeald I feare To be reiected thus colde zeale and secret sinnes with griefe I beare Shall I thinke it a fruitles taste vnto my God for to repaire That Sinners calles and bids them aske and they shall haue all things by praier Can it be bootles downe to fall beâ—oâ—e his throne of maiestie And with repentant tongue to call for pardon for my iniquitie May not vnfained cries at last preuaile with him that 's pittifull To pardon my offences past moue my spr'its which now are dull I 'le frame my heart to meditate my tongue to vtter what may please Him whom best knoweth mine estate and seeke his wrath for to appease To him I 'le goe in Christ his name in whom I know hee is well pleased And will confesse my sinne with shame and so mine heart shall sure be eased ¶ The second part of the meditation FOr Christs sake looke on me againe hee is God all sufficient Hee doth behold and see my paine my inward faithfull hearts intent Hee knoweth what I goe about all I thinke speake or doe amisse He writes or noates without all doubt in his remembrance booke it is I know he will in worth accept what iustly I intend to doe And cannot it performe except He put his helping hand thereto He knoweth that I am but flesh and what is flesh but fraile and ill And what is man a lumpe of trash whom vaine desires do fully fill And will this God Iehouah high so strong and powerfull set his might Against a worme so weake as I a silly man a shade of night What conquest can there be in God to worke reuenge on mee poore soule Who still corrects me with his rod whose iustice doth my sinnes controle shall I dispute with thee nay rather poore wetch I should fal prostrate down And humbly kneele vnto my father pray with teares wheÌ„ he doth frowne If he afflict more be it so if further plague me let be so If he will kill with paines and woe do what he list let it be so For I am his do what he will with mee and all that mine can bee It is his owne and must be still there 's no disputing God with thee There is noe Art or Eloquence can quench thy coales of burning ire It is not words can make defence nor friends can saue me from they fire Nor take me from the powerful hands so full of might force strength power Or breake a sunder thy strong bands nor ease one minute of an houre I le yeelde me therefore to his will Lord doe what thy good pleasure is Turne me as may thy minde fullfill I 'le waite the time of happie blisse I le waite thy pleasure time will come wherein I may the issue see Of my afflictions all and some and what thy purpose is with mee The meanetime I will with thy word consult and vse my exercise And comfort take though hope O Lord refresh dull spr'ites cleare dim'd eies With dewe of thy sweete promises laying aside all fleshly ayde I onely rest on thy mercies in holy word as thou hast said And in true faith will I remaine and seeke thee beeing the true way Wherein who walkes at length shal gaine true blisse and happines foraye Who this embraceth shall not erre wherein who liues shall neuer die But weare a crowne past reason farre to liue with God etetnally FINIS ¶ A prayer wherein the distressed humbly confesseth his sinnes and the vanities of his former times lewdely mispent desiring others to take example by him and to returne to God by reptntance before it be to late And at the last preparing to die commendeth his soule to God with whom after death he hopeth to liue foreuer AN heart that 's broken contrite to God is a sweete sacrifice Repentant sinners him delight far more then iust men in their eies what I haue bin my God hath knowne what I now am the Lord doth see What I shal be to him is
In that thou hast this day now past me strongly guarded with thy handes With loue refresh't me first and last with mercies more thē sea shore sandes That hast me brought to this daies end blacke night darknes drawing neere Wherein all creatures rest attend and lay them downe t'il day appeare I finding my debilitie poore creature run to thee Diuine Oh strengt'h mine imbecilitie and ayde this soule and body mine Thou hast me made of matter grosse and brittle substance out of clay Which still is subiect to the crosse a tennis ball for worldlings play He wanting comfort cannot liue after great sorrow and much griefe Therefore I doe my body giue and soule to thee Lord graunt reliefe O Lord I doe thee humbly pray as thou art fountaine of all rest Be thou my succour helpe and Stay let me by thee this night be blest Consider me in my weaknes and let thy carefull eies behold My miseries and my distresse to cry for mercy make me bold And since t' is time that night now brings of bodies rest quiet sleep Oh shadow me vnder thy wings let thy protection safe me keepe Looke ouer me with watchfull eies when this corrupted flesh of mine In flumbering sleepe and dulnes lies depriu'd of sence with closed eyne Vnnable my poore selfe to saue from dangers of the darksome night Keepe me my bedd else is my graue and I shall neuer see the light Lord thou that onely mak'st me dwell and in sure saftie to abide Thou watchest ouer Israell watch ouer me be by my side Thou art my Castle and my fort my Sword my Buckler defence My Rocke my Refuge Comfort saue me from force and violence Alasse without thee what am I a beast that rightly nothing knowes A senceles block a sillie flie that no good doe nor no good showes Thy louing fauour Lord extend ouer the house wherein I rest My bed with Angels Lord defend my spr'it by thy spr'it be possest Oh lie me downe in rest and peace in rest and peace O let me rise In rest and peace O giue some ease from torments troubles teares cries Let not the sleights of sinne deceaue nor wicked practize ouertake me Let nothing me of hope bereaue Oh doe not thou though all forsake me Lord I am poore Oh make me rich with those great riches of thy blessing My soule my soule is blacke as pitch let pardon follow my consessing In hope of this I lie me downe depending on thy prouidence I care not if the world doe frowne for I am safe by thy defence Lord let it be for I am thine my rest make sweete comfortable To thee I doe my selfe resigne lord graunt all this for thou art able FINIS ¶ A Nosegay gathered in the holy Paradice ALmighty God which hast me brought in saftie to this present day Keepe me from sinne in hart thought and teach me what to doe and say Prosper me Lord in all my workes helpe me with thy continuall grace Keepe me from Sathan vilde that lurkes to trappe my soule in euery place Almightie Lord and God ofloue direct mine heart and guide my waies Amend my misse my minde remoue from all that from thy glorie straies Thou that of wisdome art true sprung and fountaine of felicitie Let mercie meere my prayers bring by faith in me to sight of thee Thou which art Author of all peace and the true louer of concord Keepe me from foes that neuer cease to take my life from me O Lord. Thy seruice is most perfect free to know thee t' is eternall life Reach out thy helping hand to me against my foes that gain'st me striue O God from whom all good desires from whō all iust workes doe proceed Whose counsells wise all men admires assist me in the time of neede O Lord whose power and qualitie is sinners trespasse to forget Being ti'de and bound with chaines loose me of sinne for pittie I intreate Assist me in this mortall age what chaunge or chaunce so e're befall From Sathan sinne and enimies rage Lord still defend me from them all Almightie God which giuest vs grace now in thy name to pray to thee And promiseft in any place when Ioynes together two or three Tho'wilt giue graunt what they request now lord doe the desires fulfill Of vs thy seruants as seemes best and most expedient to thy will In this world knowledge vs granting of thy pure truth and sanctitie And after death let our newe being belife with thee eternally O God that noe time do'st despise the sighing of a contrite heart Nor the desires of sinners cries in troubles anguish griefe and smart Assist our prayers in distresse and gratiously vouchsafe to heare When sudden euills vs oppresse and subtill craft of foes vs feare Let thē oh Lord be brought to nought and by thy goodnes scattered bee That so to vs noe heart be brought we may giue thankes praise to thee Oh God of mercie wee thee pray to looke on our infirmities And all those euils turne away which we deserue continually Graunt that in troubles and sickenes we put our trust hope in thee And serue thee in true holines of life and praise thy deitie Through Christ the only Aduocate and mightie Lord of all mankinde To worke Gods loue frō wrath hate towards his elect to be most kinde Oh God to whom all hearts are seene and hid desires are plainely knowne My life reforme minde make cleane my spr'it inspire to be thine owne That I may loue thee perfectly and magnifie thy holy name Through Christ my Sauiour worthely and all the world confesse the same Lighten my darknes Lord I pray thee from this nights dangers me defend Let not flesh world nor diuell dismay me keepe me both to and in the end Thy mightie hand arme protect me thy mercy in Christ be my saluation Lord euer let thy word direct me and thy spr'it giue me consolation The peace of God which far exceedes all vnderstanding of mans wit Preserue my soule from wicked deedes and guide mine heart to doe what 's fit Finis ¶ A particuler confession of a sorrowfull sinner MOst mightie and al-knowing Lord true spring of consolation I doe confesse with heart and word thou art my preseruation I haue offended grieuously by my transgression don gain'st thee And haue drawne down a weight on me of thy great Iudgements wilfully Vnder which burden cannot I but faint and fall in wofull sort Vnlesse thy hand and thy mercy through Iesus Christ doe me support Thou know'st good father I am weake and cannot beare thine heauie ire Not knowing what to doe or speake or how to saue mee from this fire Vnlesse thou poynt mee out the way with thy wise spr'it me directing Vnto the deuill I am made a pray were not thy power me protecting Not euery one that heares thy word
nature is inclin'd to euill though his with good accord My senses seeke to serue the diuell his will to please the Lord. Wherefore O God which art most iust in him my debts to pay In his desert my soule doth trust thy wrath for to alay Finis ¶ The first Lamentation in distresse coÌ„teineth a confession of sinnes and a petition to be released of the punishments due for the same The first part ¶ The first part sheweth that a man must not only repaire vnto God in prayers in silent sighes and in inward desires and groanes But wee must also worship God with our tongue words and voice and in royall speech praise his holy name O Father full of knowledg deepe thou searchest secrets of each hart Behold'st desires we priuate keepe with hidden silence in the darke But yet thou do'st thus much require thy children should know confesse Thee for to be their lightsome fire that iudg'st their works in righteousnes As thou hast fram'd in man a heart wherewith his maker to beleeue A tongue and lippes and euery part wherewith he glory may thee giue And thou do'st challenge at his hands free sacrifice of prayers praise And honors due throughout all lands that all men can'st deâ—ect and raise Thy children must not in their minde be dumbe nor in their tongues be mute wheÌ„ they should seeke thine help to find and by petition shew their suite Thy sonne doth bid me aske and haue and find to seeke to knock and enter What they do want that they may craue by faith in him they may aduenture Thou still art ready to be found helpe thine owne in their distresse That in their faith are constant sound and patient in their heauines Therefore deere father I beset with many miseries distrest Come vnto thee thine ayde to get and after trouble to finde rest And haue thy grace with-out with-in but I that am of sinners chiefe Because thou hat'st in me my sinne many doubt thou wilt not giue reliefe Alas poore wretch what shall I doe to aske I am so far vnfit Vnapt my God to seeke vnto vnworthy to haue benefit Of what I craue or do desire and yet to cry I will not lin Till thou do'st send refining fire and purifie me from my sinne The second part ¶ The distressed prayeth to be sanctified and to inioy the renewed graces of regenerations and though his infirmitie causeth him to thinke that the Lord doth not heare his prayers but deferreth him too long yet he concludeth that Gods faithfull promises still nourish and feed him with neuer dying hope of comfortable issue O Let thy spr'it me sanctifie vntie my tongue open my lips I cannot silence keepe for why my conscience euery houre me whips My miseries grow more and more within my bones I find no rest Thy grace anew to me restore let me speake what likes thee best That thine eares euer be inclin'd to my extreame and dolefull cries Let me thy mercies ready finde to take my teares from weeping eies Thou euermore do'st heare the cries of all that feare thy holy name And comforts them with thy mercies that trust in thee and begge the same Their soules thou do'st from death defend cheares their hearts in time of need To me therefore thy comforts send and giue thy helpe with louing speede Thy seruants caÌ„not hold their tongue though oft they muse cannot see Why their afflictions last so long and they for mercy cry to thee Till at the length the fire of zeale doth kindle then it out must breake Tongue cannot hould but must reueale their grones grieues neds must speak To shew their hope which like to fire none can suppresse when they belieue T' will pierce the cloudes to thee aspire yet thou do'st seeme no helpe to giue At last thy goodnes doth appeare and thou imbracest him with ioy Time of deliuerance draweth neere thou Lord feed'st him from anoy Good God how coÌ„meth this to passe that I so long haue sought to thee And thou still seem'st to hide thy face and keep'st thy graces still from mee How long haue I vnto thee pray'd and thou seem'st not to giue me eare This makes mine hart thoughts afraid ready to faint with deepe dispaire I ready was for to surcease the suite which I so long had sought Made vnto thee for to appease thy wrath by Christ that hath me bought O Lord my God thy promises and louing kindnes only feed'st And comfort'st me in heauines with neuer dying hope in neede I know expected time will come when thou forgetting all my sinne Wil 't see my sorrowes all and some and free the bondage I am in The third part ¶ The repentant sheweth his faith confidence in Gods fatherly goodnes and wisdome who knoweth best what and when to giue his children and therefere he conditioneth not with God by appointing him a time but onely desireth that the Lord would not defer his graces too long but mercifully heare him as he did alwaies heare the righteous and holy fathers who also were subiect to the same impuritie of sinne as well as the suppliant THou art my god thy helps at hand thou art a father thou know'st wheÌ„ To giue the state do'st vnderstand of richest kings and poorest men The things most fit thou do'st bestow and helpest when all helpe is missing Those could not creep thou mak'st to goe pourest downe on them thy blessing Therefore God all sufficient repleate with mercy full of loue I doe not presse to know th' intent but pray thee doe what mercy moue To say come now or then doe this for the time when where what how What thou do'st ayme my marke may misse me to thy prouidence I bow Yet be not ouer long away for thou do'st know my feeblenes Thou see'st my troubles day by day bow'd down to extreame wretchednes Without hope of recouery I fall alas what shall I doe There is no trust but trust in thee for helpe and ayde and succour too I know by proofe that thou art bent to heare poore sinfull wretched men When they are truely penitent and when they pray deliuer'st then From troubles strife and all debate from sicknes death and deadly paine From enuy mallice sinne and hate the righteous thou wilt not disdaine But who is righteous in thy sight or in thy iudgements cleane are seene Angels before thee are bright much lesse we wretches righteous been But all are sinners all transgresse our elder fathers were impure All haue offended more or lesse yet was thy promise firme and sure And did obtaine mercy and grace reliefe hope strength saluation They saw the brightnes of thy face thou gau'st them consolation The fourth part ¶ The repentant sheweth that the Fathers were iuflified onely by grace in Iesus Christ And therefore desireth that his sinnes
relieuing me This past all iudgement and conceit of learned'st grauest wisest men Therefore deare father I will waite take thine own time how where whē I will not with thy will indent nor thee direct the manner how Thou should'st me helpe t' is mine intent vnto thy will to bend and bow Heareafter I will hould my peace though men shall say yet still of me though their tongues will neuer cease there is no helpe for me from thee ⧠The sixt Lamentation in distresse ¶ Wherein the distressed detesteth the world and worldly things and desireth heauen and heauenly thinges MY soule doth long shall depend for euer on God euerliuing God shall begin and make an end that hath giu'n all yet euer giuing I sigh and groane for to appeare before his gratious mercy seate As thirst'h the heart for water cleare so long I for thy mercy great I am quite tyred with my groanes I faint vnder mine heauy loade Of miseries breaking all my bones laid on me iustly by my God O God the rocke of my whole strength Lord of mercy behould mine anguish O graunt me helpe and ease at length I faint I fall I sigh I languish Why do I daily weepe and mourne and haue no comfort helpe nor ease Why do'st not heare but from me turne why doe my woes and foes increase Sith I do seeke thee vnfainedly defend me oh defend me in This dangerous time of misery laid iustly on me for my sinne Preserue me from men mercilesse hard harted bloody minded cruell Blesse me with thnie hid blessednes giue me thy fauour my soules iewell The man of earth laies load on load as on an Anuill stroake on stroake Within without at home abroade mine head to heele bowes with the yoake They nip they strip they watch they catch they craue raue by hooke crooke Flesh bloud bones they teare cratch on that they neither thinke nor looke They wake they rake they poll pill they face they brag they boast dissemble Each stone they turne to haue their will make mine hart to quake tremble I am reproach to neighbours all I am ashamde men should mee see They scorne laugh to see my fall but this mine hope doth comfort me That thou from them wilt set me free and thee triumphant shall behould In shining throane of Maiestie where 's neither hunger thirst nor cold No want nor sinne nor ignomie nor sickenes death nor deadly paine But fullnes mirth ioy victory with thee in glory I shall raigne And if it bee thy will O Lord now after all this sturdy storme To my most troubled soule affoord thy peace and pittie me poore worme Free me frō death that 's Mors Gehenis ' giue peace ioy rest that 's transitory I take it as an earnest penny of perfect blisse and endlesse glory And I 'le heere praise the men among that they may see marke and consider T' is thou canst only right our wrong and from all troubles vs deliuer Thou can'stand wilt vs saue keepe though much wee suffer in this life Thou art our Shepheard we thy sheepe saue me from hate enuy and strife So shall I also giue thee praise my mouth continually thee laude My soule and inward parts alwaies thy wondrous workes shall still applaud I will be glad and ioy in thee reioyce yea and againe reioyce Abiect though I yet comfort me I 'le praise thee with mind heart voice Awake therefore in time awake preserue mee that I perrish not I am if thou do'st me forsake but as a dead man cleane forgot And censured a cast away among such as see me depriu'd Of present helpe for thiese men say my soule can neuer be reuiu'd One sorrow doth encrease another all hope on earth turnes to distrust Of ayde frō neighbour friend or brother hide not thy face my God most iust Forget not mine extremities Lord free me from infernall hells Of torments and of miseries which comes frō thee from none els my soule is beaten to pitts brim my hart doth faint my hands grow weak My knees do faile mine eies grow dim my tongue is dumbe cannot speake And each part of my body vext I dayly moane my miseries Looke on me Lord I am perplext O ease my griefe heare my cries Though thou by Iustice made the woūd and by correction grieu'd mine heart If thou wilt cure salue soone is found with spirituall comfort ease my smart Do not with hould such thinges are good which for thy children are ordain'd Turne thou thy face with Christ's bloud clense all the spots my sins hath stain'd Rise vp O Lord rise vp I say with thee doth loue bounty raigne I am throwne downe I thee obay therefore rise vp raise me againe Although my sins like swords do cut me from thy fauour and thy grace Let righteousnes of Christ be put to hide my sinnes before thy face Vnite me vnto thee againe in such sort Lord make me so fast That I with thee may still remaine and ioy in ioyes that aine shall last FINIS ¶ The seauenth Lamentation in distresse ¶ Wherein the distressed sheweth his desire to hould more fast the promises of God O Lord thou art my hope strength thou help'st in trouble do not hide Thy selfe for euer but at length for men distrest doe thou prouide For I by thee will hould most fast I 'le trust in thee while I doe liue And till those stormes be ouer past I 'le neither feare nor faint nor grieue Tremble thou earth rage Sea land winde tempest stormes and all about I see thee Lord holde out thy hand for my defence I 'le neuer doubt What though hills quake staggering stumble and fall into the mid'st of seas Though waters roare rage tumble thou canst this chaunge all appease Should I thē faint at troubles small which like small darts thou throw'st at me In loue but not to kill at all but make leaue my vanity Forsake my follies euery deale reclayming errors to the truth This thou did'st hurt thou can'st heale thou hast preseru'd me frō mine youth I must confesse I merited the death of death with paines of hell And to be disinherited of heauens high where iust doe dwell But Lord do mittigate thine anger and turne thy heauy wrath to loue Deliuer me from all this danger let thy compassion mercy moue And with trew cōforts Christall fountaine my drie and thirstie soule refresh And poure on me from holy mountaine sweete dewes to glad my soule flesh Thy darts in me sticke fast O Lord O pull them out cast them away and cure my wounds to helpe make hast bind vp my sores soules sorrowes stay Clense the corrupt affections of my defiled wicked heart Prosper and blesse mine actions lighten my knowledge grose darke O wash me from impietie exhilarate my sicke