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A15970 The vvhole Psalter translated into English metre, which contayneth an hundreth and fifty Psalmes. The first quinquagene; Bible. O.T. Psalms. English. Parker. Parker, Matthew, 1504-1575.; Tallis, Thomas, 1505 (ca.)-1585. 1567 (1567) STC 2729; ESTC S102297 215,780 544

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to shew in part 31 And thys shall please God far aboue who is a sprite most pure Then Oxe or calfe wyth horne and houe to offer hym be sure 32 The humble soules shall thys beholde reioyce they shall by lyue And ye that séeke the Lord be bold reioyce your soule shall lyue 33 For God no doubt the nedy heareth they may reioyce more hye His prisoners in eye he bearth he cannot them defye 34 Let heauen and earth and all betwene hys worthy laud set out The sea and all that cxéepth therin prayse hym all round about 35 For God shall saue swéete Zyon hill hys place of godly rest And Iudas townes build vp he will to dwell in them possest 36 Hys seruauntes true posteritie shall it enherite iust And they that loue hys maiestie of dwellyng theare may trust ¶ The Collecte O Lorde of all pitie and compassion incline thyne eare vnto vs to vnderstande the certentie of thy truth and saluation and that we may bee so purged from the filthines of all synne to haue a name in thy blessed booke of election there to be registred amōg thy dere electes through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXX The iust man here calth God to ayde To be protect from hasty brayde Of all hys foes to hate so ryfe By hys good hand to be well stayde No tyme that he be ouerlayde By weakenes frayle of all his lyfe 1 O God to me thyne helpe intende In hast thy selfe to mercy bende and me O Lord deliuer quite Lyke grace I craue that thou extend Thy helpe from heauen so downe to send to ayde me strong by godly might 2 In hast be they confounded all Wyth shamefull name men myght them call Which seke in hate my soule to spill Be they put backe and dryuen to wall All vyle reproofe myght them befall who that to me wyshe any euill 3 Euen strayt fled backe let all them bée For theyr reward foule shame to sée these suttle men but glosers all Whose tong to fawne can whole agrée To say there there lo thus to mée by guile and craft to make me fall 4 But let all those that séeke thy myght With gladnes full and ioy he dyght in thée theyr Lord and God all daye And let them all that haue delite In thy swéete health say still aryght the Lord so good be praysed aye 5 As now for me though poore I ligh Afflicted sore in misery O Lord to me make hasty spéede Thou art myne ayde most trustely My God of all deliuery to long fro me do not recéede ¶ The Collecte O God eternall and inuincible protector of thy subiectes we besech thee make hast to helpe and succour thy poore houshold who standeth in sute at thy maiestie that we may escape all shame and rebuke of sinne and aduersitie so defended by thine ayde through Christ c. The Argument Psalme LXXI The iust geueth thankes to God aboue Who kept his youth in stay So craueth he still for further loue In age no tyme to stray 1 MY trust O Lord in thy good name I haue in hart alway reposde Let neuer me be put to shame from hope I haue to be deposde 2 In thyne owne grace and righteousnes all quyte from harme deliuer me Inclyne thyne eare to my great stresse to saue my lyfe and make me frée 3 Both rocke and wall be thou to me to which most sure I may resort Thy will it is that kept I be my holde thou art and stable sort 4 And make me scape the tyrannye my God and Lord of wycked foe To scape the hand of man to spye both false in hart and cruell to 5 Thou art my hope and patience O Lord for whom I dayly long From euen my youth my confidence thou hast no dout bene euer strong 6 For sith my birth by thée alone full sure by thée were kept my wayes Thou pluckst 〈◊〉 out my mothers wombe my mouth therfore shall sprede thy prayse 7 A monster great men me report so many iudge that be vniust But yet thou art my stable sort in whom is all my hope and trust 8 O let my mouth wyth prayses flow that thée I may land alway thus That I may sing to hye and low thyne honour great most glorious 9 In tyme of age reiect me not that out from thée I be not cast And leaue me not all desolate in néedefull tyme when strength doth wast 10 For now my foes together iet in counsayle whole they do conspire To rayle at me they be all set to trap my soule in hateful ire 11 They say hym God hath whole reiect sue on therfore and take hym now And full ye may on hym he wrect for none in earth wyll hym auow 12 O God from me depart not far O God my God to thée I cry From me thy helpe do not debarre make hast to come my foes be nye 13 And let them all confounded bée to sinke and drowne who seke my soule Let shame them take and vilanie who wishe my lyfe my soule to foyle 14 As now for me most quietly I will abyde thy louing hand Yea day by day more earnestly my mouth and tonge shall prayse thy sond 15 My mouth shall tell thy righteousnes thy sauing health to me all day But ende of this great gentlenes I can not thinke or wholy say 16 In this my hope I will go on in God my Lord so great of power I will expresse of thée alone thy truth so ferme both day and hower 17 For thou O God ▪ hast taught me well from all my youth vnto this day Thy meruels I therfore will tell thy wonders great and how they lay 18 But me in age when heares be white depresse me not O Lord adowne I will first tell thy power and myght this age that is and them to come 19 For sure O God thy truth is s●ene to heauen aboue lyft vp so hye Things great by thée so wrought hath bene who can in power be lyke to thée 20 How great and sore aduersitie thou madest me oft in lyfe to spy Yet didst thou turne to quicken mée from déepe of stresse to rayse me hye 21 Beside thou didst encrease my raigne with honor much so more and more When turnd thou wart and pleasd agayne of ioy so glad thou gauest me store 22 I will thée prayse in psaltry swéete my God and Lord thy truth to tell To thée my harpe shall stand as méete O Lord so good of Israell 23 My lips and mouth both fayne and glad shall be alway to sing to thée So shall my soule for mercy had Which thou by grace hast made so frée 24 My tonge shall talke thy righteousnes from day to day and that euen ●till ▪ Because wyth shame thou dydst represse my foes so fierce that wisht me euill ¶ The Collecte ALmighty god which raignes● eternally in that hie throne of maiestie and yet doost not disdayne to looke vpon
in other landes 42 And then full soone theyr enemies full sore dyd them oppresse As subiectes vyle subdude they were to all their cruelnes 43 He oft in loue deliuerd them but they more oft rebeld With theyr inuentes and so for sinne they were but iustly feld 44 He yet at length hys eyes dyd cast when they in trouble grond And when he heard how painfully in wo they daily mond 45 He them agayne to mind did call his pact to them betrought He dyd repent and pitied them hys heaped grace so wrought 46 Yea more then this he made euen such to shew them pitie all Which earst full hard thē captiue held as slaues most bond shrall The Lord so good wyth thankes confesse Who can hys power expresse Well true men bee then Lord teache mee Thy seruauntes state to see 47 O saue vs Lord our louyng God from Gentils vs collect Thy holy name that we may found thy laudes wyth ioy erect The gentle Lord of Israel and God wyth prayse be raysde From world to world let all men say Amen the Lord be praysde The Lord so good wyth thankes confesse Who can hys power expresse Well true men be then Lorde teache mee Thy seruauntes state to see The Collecte BE myndefull of vs O mercifull Lorde for the deare loue that thou bearest to thy people and discharge vs from all seruitude and bondage of sinne and saue vs by thy healthfull hande and gather vs to gether in one vnitie of sprite to glorifie thee onelye our Lorde and sauiour to whome wyth the father and the holy ghost c. ¶ The ende of the fourth booke Here beginneth the fifth Booke of Psalmes Psalme CVII ¶ The Argument This hath fiue partes distinct where diuers men be bid The Lord to prayse to preach hys power who them from perils rid ¶ The Quiere The rearefreyt of the Psalme GOd graunt that we would prayse euer agayne The Lord for hys grace so to sing in our quiere The wonders he doth for the children of men Whose mercy so nere to all doth appeare To all doth appeare ¶ The Meane 1 O Prayse the Lord all ye Due thankes to hym extende For good he is whose gentlenes Shall last till world doth ende 2 Let them say thus in thankes who were by God made frée Whom he redéemd from cruell hand of troublous enmitie 3 And whom he gatherd nye from countries strange and wyde From East and West from North and South in citie safe to byde 4 Who wandred out of way in desertes wildernes And found no way to dwelling towne to stay in restfulnes 5 Who hunger felt and thirst nye pynde by famishment Whose hartes within dyd melt away for néedefull nourishment ¶ The Rectors 6 Who thus afflict when they did cry To God in meeke complaintes He them dyd saue most louingly From all theyr hard constrayntes 7 For he led them the way full kynde Both ryght and prosperous Wherby they dyd a citie fynde To dwell commodious ¶ The Quiere 8 God graunt that they would prayse hartely then The Lord for hys grace so to sing in theyr quiere The wonders he doth for the children of men Whose mercy so neare to them dyd appeare 9 For that he refresht theyr bodely neede Where thirsty they strayd as wyth anguishe opprest Theyr soule dyd he ease of theyr hunger in speede To set them in rest wyth foode of the best ¶ The Meane 10 And they that sate in darke in deadly shadowes blacke Afflict in bondes and iron chaynes and felt all comfortes lacke 11 They thus deserud for why gods wordes they did detest The counsayles eke they did despise of all the worthiest ●2 He then brought downe their hartes wyth griefes most tedious They fell full faynt none helpyng them so far rebellious ¶ The Rectors 13 Who thus afflict when they dyd cry To God in meeke complayntes He them dyd saue most louingly From all theyr hard constrayntes 14 For he them brought from sorrowes long From darke and deadly shade He brake their bondes and fetters strong To freedome they to wade ¶ The Quiere 15 God graunt that they would prayse hartely then The Lord for hys grace so to sing in theyr quiere The wonders he doth for the children of men Whose mercy so neare to them dyd appeare 16 For that he releast their burdenouse holde The gates that in brasse were inuincible fast As also the barres that in yron were folde By hym were they brast set ope at the last ¶ The Meane 17 And fooles that lewdly did by surfet foule transgres And were for al theyr sinnes afflict by sicknes fell excesse 18 Who meat in tast abhord though swéete and wholesome dyght And then came nigh to death hys gates to stop theyr breth and sight ¶ The Rectors 19 Who thus afflict whan they do crye To God in meke complayntes He them did saue most louinglye From all their hard constrayntes 20 For he then sent his worde anone He them restord by myght Wherby they scapte destruction From perill saued quite ¶ The Quiere 21 God graunt that they would prayse hartely then The Lorde for hys grace so to sing in their quiere The wonders he doth for the childer of men Whose mercy so neare to them did appeare 22 That offer they may the sacrifice pure Iust thankes of their lippes out of hart so to rayse Hys workes to renome so the world to allure His walkes and his wayes most gladly to prayse ¶ The Meane 23 And they that enter do the sea wyth shyp and sayle To worke theyr feates in waters depe ▪ for lyfelodes great auayle 24 They sée Gods dreadfull workes in tempestes them they note His meruels eke of thynges so houge in depe also in flote 25 God speakth and strait ryse vp the wyndes of blustring stormes Which vp do hoyse the bellowes rage in gastly grisly formes 26 Theare ships rise vp to heauen agayne to deepe they fall Thus tosse in waues the mariners great feares their hartes apall 27 They to and fro be tost they réele as man full dronke Theyr arte thē faylth theyr wits be gone they fare as men but sonke ¶ The Rectors 28 Who thus afflict when they do cry To God in meke complayntes He them doth saue most louingly From all their harde constrayntes 29 For he the stormes doth calme in sea the waues he stilleth their dinne 30 Then glad are they that still they be Safe hauen he driueth them in ¶ The Quiere 31 God graunt that they would prayse hartely then The Lord for hys grace so to syng in their quiere The wonders he doth for the childern of men Whose mercy so neare to them dyd appeare 32 Hys fame to aduaunce as duely they ought Downe set as they be with the people in place To prayse hym aright for indempnitie wrought Where elders in space their courtes do embrace ¶ The Meane 33 So let men note Gods myght in dread
that man can do Most vayne to trust it is euen so 13 In God we shall all strong endure By hym to do ●duentures sure And he our foes shall sone debell To treade them down though hie they swell ¶ The Collecte PRepare our harts O Lord ready vnto thee to confesse the power of thy name and wheras we know how thou early as conquerour didst ryse to raygne in kingdome euerlasting so we may in life alway ryse from our earthly conuersation to be pertaker of thy heauenly resurrection to whom with the father and the holy ghost art one God worlde without ende Amen The Argument Psalme CIX Here Dauid vext by tyrannye hath Doegs spite bewrayed Whose successour we Iudas spye who falsly Christ betrayed 1 O God my ioy and all my prayse in whome I glory most Hold not thy peace thy vertue rayse destroy my haters bost 2 For wycked mouthes and mouthes of gile at me be open set Wyth lying lippes they me reuile wyth tonges most false they ief 3 Wyth hateful wordes they compasse me such gall in hart they haue They fight at my sinceritie they causeles me depraue 4 For loue I had to them in hart they séeke my hurt and bloud Yet dyd I pray to ease my smart wherin I wysht them good 5 For good they euil agayne requite to malice so they bend And so for loue I shewd in sight whote hate they do repend 6 Some wycked man O constitute ▪ on hym to breake hys band Let Satan stand and execute hys power agaynst hys hand 7 When iudged he be for any déede let hym as gilty come Hys prayers whole ill mought they spéede to sinne turnd all in some 8 And let his dayes abriged be in yeares but fewe to go His office eke withall his fee Some other take hym fro 9 Let all his séede and issue sprong full sone be fatherles And let his wife be widow young and curst with barennesse 10 As wandrels make his childrens stray to beg séeke their bread Depryued so their houses gay abroade to desert led 11 Yea let his goodes the vsurer all wholy catch in net And let also the forriner by spoyle his labours set 12 Let no man be in any place to pitye hys distresse And no man helpe with any grace his children fatherles 13 To wast be led his progenye to ioy in no degrée Their name be blot from memory no second age to sée 14 His fathers crymes be they reuiued in mynde before the Lord His mothers sinne to her deryued and styll of God abhord 15 Yea let them hange in open sight before the Lord for aye Dryue he their fame all whole quyte from all the earth away 16 Because no loue he had in brest to any nedy wight But did pursue poore man opprest to kill the hart contryfe 17 He curse ensued he ioyed therin it came hym home the more He blesse eschued none would he wynne it shal hym flee therfore ▪ 18 To cursednes he whole was set as clad for all the nonce As water yet his bowels wet as oyle it pearst his bones 19 Let it therfore ▪ as cloke to be hymselfe to wrape therin With gyrdell gyrt so like be he alway euen next the skyn 20 This mede from God to them befall which me resist in hate To them euen all in generall agaynst my soule that prate 21 But do thou Lord my Lord with me as it becommeth thy name For swéete is thy benignitye O ryd me far fro shame 22 For sore afflict and poore I wepe I am all destitute My hart within is wounded déepe in death nye constitute 23 As shadow fast I passe away as day doth low declyne As grashopper remouing aye from place I am so dryuen 24 My knées do reale all fatigate in fasting long from meate My flesh is dryed for lacke of fat or oyle to make it sweate 25 A foule rebuke to them I séemde on me they strangly gase As laughing stocke they me estéemd shoke their heads apace 26 O helpe me Lord my God withsaue to thée alone I clyue Preserue me sure thy grace I craue and shortly me reuyue 27 And let them knowe in this thy ayde that this is whole thy hand That thou thy selfe my state hast layd so strong by thée to stand 28 And let them curse so thou do blesse O Lord of all most drad Yea let them rise but foule to misse to make thy seruaunt glad ●9 Let all my foes with shame be broke as clad therwith echone Let them be wrapt as with 〈◊〉 cloke in their confusion ●0 And I with mouth will celebrate the Lord with thankes on hye Whom people most be congregate I wyll his la●des applye ●1 For that he stode in poore mans nede at his right hand so strong To saue his soule frō iudges drede who might him stroy by wrōg ¶ The Collecte O Most pitifull Lorde and intreatable God whiche didst vouchsaue to be cast vnder the malediction of the law so bearyng the wrath of thy father to the ende that thou would discharge vs from all curse and malediction we beseche thee so to deale with vs mercifully that we may escape from the tyranny of synne that doth haunte vs and also to bee defended by the power of thy name from all cursed detractions of euill men so that we may fully ioy to be in thy fauour in the enmitie of the world to whom wyth thy father and holy sprite be all honour and glory for euer Amen ¶ The Argument Psalme CX Though Dauids raigne be somewhat ment Yet Christ is chiefe here prophecied Who was both kyng in regiment And priest in death then after stied To heanen to sit as priest and king His frendes to saue his foes to wring Wyth death the sting ̄̄ 1 THe Lord most hye the father thus Dyd say to Christ my Lord his sonne Set thou in power most glorious On my ryght hand aboue the sunne Untill I make thy foes euen all Thy low footestoole to thée to fall As subiectes thrall 2 The Lord shall send from Zion place Of thy great power imperiall The royall rod and princely mace Whence grace shall spring originall Yea God shall say thou God vp ryse To raigne amids thyne enemies In princely wyse 3 The people glad ▪ in hartes delight Shall offer giftes in worship frée As conquest day of thy great might In shinyng shew of sanctitie For why the dew of thy swete birth As morne new sprong dropth ioyfull mirth So séene on earth 4 The Lord did sweare and fast decréed He will hys worde no tyme repent Which sayd thou art a priest in déed A kingly priest aye permanent Of order namde Melchisedeck Whom peace and right ▪ doth ioyntly decke As Gods elect 5 The Lord as shield kepth right thy hand To make thy raigne inuincible He shall subdue by sea and land All power aduerse most forcible He shall great kyngs and Cesars wound In day of
euen iust in them of Gods hye house so bright In mydst of thée Hierusalem O prayse this Lord aright ¶ The Collecte GOd the clenser of manes soule frō the filthynes of sinne which in redines doost cōfort his sprite that call vpon thee faythfully we besech thee to plucke vs from the daunger of death and hell and to place vs in the region of the lyuing where death and sinne be abolished Through Christ. Psalme CXVII ¶ The Argument \ Laudate Dominum This Hymne doth endight Gods glorious might His truth and grace most free That Gentils a farre Were made to be narre With Iewes one flocke to bee \ 1 PRayse duly the lord in myndful accord ye hethen ones all vayne Ye Gentils I bid recount how ye s●id prayse this Lord agayne And honour ye right this Lord in his light ye nations all in town All people I say where euer ye lay extoll this Lordes renowne 2 For méerly hys grace and mercifull face confirmd lyeth on vs all ▪ Hys loue doth excell all sinne to debell his grace is generall This lord in his truth most stable ensuth his word promise iust The faith of his way will neuer decay O praise this lord of trust ¶ The Collecte ALmighty and most merciful Lord which wouldest be praysed by the mouthes of all nations thorow out all the world whose grace we the Gentils cald vs to the perticipation of thy sonne Iesus Christ we beseche thee so to confirme this grace in vs that we neuer declyne there fro but continually laud thy mercy through the same Iesus Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CXVIII This Psalme is sung ▪ of prayse and laudes that Dauids rule begonne In sprite it shewth and ioyeth the raigne of Christ Gods onely sonne ̄̄ 1 O Thanke and laud the heauenly lord for he is gracious Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standth to vs. 2 Let Israell nowe glad confesse wyth song melodious Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standeth to vs. 3 Let Aarons house and stocke confesse in thankes most plenteous Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standeth to vs. 4 Yea let them all that feare the Lord this grace in hart discusse Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standeth to vs. 5 In trouble layd to straytes be thrust I cald the Lord from thence He hard at large and set me wyde this Lord of excellence 6 The Lord as thus with me to stand on my nye side to be I can not feare for what can man preuayle in spite at me 7 The Lord takth part with them to ioyne that me do helpe ayds Myne eyes shall sée their full desire my foes reuengd and frayd 8 O good it is the Lord to trust on hym all hope to cast More sure it is then man to trust on hym to leane to fast 9 Yea good it is the Lord to trust to hym all whole to stand More safe it is then Prince to trust with all hys gard and band 10 Though nations all do compasse me and hedge me round about By name I trust of this the Lord I shall cut downe theyr route 11 Let them besege and compasse me ▪ on euery side at wyll The Lordes good name I hope therby theyr pride to quel kill 12 Though they lyke bées swarme me about to sting to hurt to noye They soone shall fade as fyer in thornes in God I shall them stroy 13 By pushing oft they thrust at me to make me full agast But yet the Lord my piller strong was whole my stayful fast 14 The Lord of power ▪ my strength he is of laudes my tenors style For he was made my health and fence to scape all mortall guyle 15 The voyce of ioye ▪ and healthful mirth rebound in iust mens tents For why ful great the Lords right hand hath wrought experimēts 16 The Lords ryght hand exalted is hys power is clearly knowen The lords right hand great feates hath done mans strength is not his owne 17 Not dead I am but liue as yet and trust to spend my dayes To tell Gods workes his mighty actes by whom my liuing stayes 18 The Lord although he me correct in chastisment most fyt Yet downe to death he draue me not he would not so permyt 19 Ope me the gates of righteousnes that iust men vse to haunt To enter now ▪ Gods temple so the Lord with prayse to vaunt 20 This gate is wyde the Lord his gate where due his grace is spred All ●ightwise men do passe therin who faythfull life haue led 21 I wyll wyth thankes set out thy prayse for thou hast answerd m● Though thou didst strike yet ease thou sētst for helth I had by thée ▪ 22 The stone it selfe which was reiect by all the buylders choyce Was made the heade and corner stone to all good mens reioyce 23 From god the Lord this act issued his worke it was alone A thing it is most meruelous in all our eyes so done 24 This is the day the ioyfull day which that the Lord hath made Let vs therin reioyce and sing a day that shall not fade 25 Ah Lord helpe now and saue I praye assist vs presently O Lord on hye geue helpe I praye good lucke send spéedely 26 O blest be he that comth as thus in God the Lords good name To you as we gods house that kepe haue wisht good lucke fame 27 God is the Lord and lightned vs all health who luckly sendes Sprede bowes therfore and bynde your hosts with cords at alters endes 28 Thou art my God whom thanke I will whom I shall celebrate Thou art my God to whom my laudes I will whole dedicate 29 O thanke and laude the heauenly Lord for he is gracious Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standeth to vs. ¶ The Collecte MOst mercifull God which art the vndoubted cōforter in all our aduersities and makst the houses of the iust to be filled with ioye gladnes extoll thy churche and congregations by the power of thy ryght hande to bee the eternall gate thorough which all righteousnes may procede so established vpō the hed corner stone Iesus Christ in this lyfe that at the resurrection she may be presented glorious in thy fighte thorough the same Iesus Christ c. A Preface to the Psalme 119. MAde is this Psalme by Alphabete in Octonaries folde All letters two and twentie set as Hebrues them haue tolde The verses all an hundred bee threescore and iust sixtene Thus framde and knit for memorie and elegance some wene Here letters all so sortely bound do shew in mysterie Eternall health may sure be found in scripture totallie Uerse yokt by eight Christes rising day doth figure them in some Sweete Saboth rest not here I say I meane of world to come Peruse this psalme so wide and brode eche verse saue one is freight As still in termes of law of God most ofte by
thy hand is so fell Thy terrours great my conscience swell I féele my vanitie well My vanitie well 11 When thy rebukes mans sinne correcth Hys strength is soone deiect Hys beauty so checkt thou bringst it a sléepe As mothe in clothe when slily they créepe Eche man is vanitie déepe Is vanitie déepe 12 Expende my cry bowe downe thyne eare O Lord my prayer heare My teares be thou neare for straunger I am And ghest wyth thée my father 's the same And they by vanitie lame By vanitie lame 13 O spare a tyme and cease my payne my strength to wynne agayne Before to refrayne eare death doth me spy Consumde by thée wyth irefull eye Lest I in vanitie dye In vanitie dye The Argument Psalme XL. At Dauid prayed so Christ may ye s●e Himselfe to geue full ready to bee To God wyth thankes most hartely free And so they spied theyr foes for to flee They mist not to see 1 BY silent watch I wayted in sprite The Lord of heauen and stayd on his myght At last he howde to shewe me hys sight And heard my cry that I dyd endight Hys eare was so ryght 2 He brought me forth of horrible pit In lome and clay depe myerd in it On stable rocke he made me to sit Hewdes man was and guyded my féete In iourney so fit 3 A song full new he put in my mouth To sing to God hys laud for hys sooth For he kynde thanke most gently alowth Of iust men eke theyr hartes he auowth So frendly he bowth 4 Myne acte shal cause full many to sée How God is good most bountie and frée In feare to hym in hart to agrée In hym to trust all errour to flée God lauded to bée 5 Who trustth in God is blessed in hart Though wo hym vexth how euer it smart From God hys Lord yet will not astart To proude men such as fables impart Wyth lyes ouerwhart 6 My God and Lord thy wonders be hye None can thy thoughts by reason espye Thou bearst to vs though I dyd apply I could not tell the number at eye Them halfe to descrye 7 No sacrifice do worke the delyght Meate offerings none do please thée aryght But eares vnshit thou shopst vs by might Whole offeryngs brent so sinne for to quyte Thou longst not the sight 8 Then sayd I strayt most duely to thys Lo here I come not slowly remisse In volume booke there written it is Of me in chiefe wythout any mis. Thy name for to blisse 9 Thy wyll to do all whole am I bent My God most hye wyth gentle assent To thy swete law my hart doth relent Wherby I trust no tyme to repent My choyce to lament 10 Thy iustice great my selfe shall I strayne To thy great church to tell it agayne No tyme my lippes from it will I frayne And that thou knowest most certainly playne Thy loue to retayne 11 Thy ryghteousnes I hid not in hart Thy truth and health I glad dyd impart I kept not close how louely thou wart Thy fayth to folke I spred it in part So trusty thou art 12 To me alway thy mercy reserue That I may thée most faythfully serue Let thy swéete grace me da●ly preserue Thy healthfull truth that I may deserue So neuer to swerue 13 I am beset wyth troublous woes My sinnes so fell do threat me to lose As heares of head in number they rose My hart is faynt it selfe to repose So faintly it goes 14 O Lord assent to sende me thyne ayde To ryd my foes that make me afrayde Make hast to helpe before I be layde I dye if helpe to me be denayde As wholy decayde 15 Who séeke in hate my soule for to kill Let shame them take so cursed in will Confound them all which séeke me to spill Let them fall backe that wishe me so euill That I may be still 16 Wo worth them all which me do defye And shame for mede that they myght aspye Agaynst me who so daily replye And in my payne say fye to the fye Where health myght they cry 17 Let these in thée be ioyfully glad Which séeke thy name which be not adrad To loue thy health no tyme be they sad That God be praysde by them may be sayd For mercy so had 18 Though poore I go and néedy I bée The Lord so good yet careth for mée Thou art myne ayde my suertie frée To tract thy tyme Lord neuer agrée From me for to flée ¶ The Collecte O Lord almighty which art the inuincible defender of all thy true seruauntes and so by prophecies were so promised as is recorded in the head and principall booke of the law We beseche thee to graue in our hartes thy holy lawes wherby we may be able to denounce thy onely righteousnes through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XLI Ye see how Christ makth here hys mone Agaynst the Iewes to speake So may the iust when he do grone Gods cause not hys bewreake 1 THat man is blest that counth in hart the poore afflict and nedies payne For he in day of bitter smart hym God hys Lord wyll ease agayne 2 God wyll hym kepe and saue hys lyfe and blesse wyth wealth in earth hys state And ryd hys soule from harme and stryfe of all hys foes in deadly hate 3 The Lord will ease whan he on bed al wrapt in payne lyth sicke full oft And comfort send his paynfull hed thou tournst O Lord his couch full soft 4 In payne I tournd and sayd to thée Haue mercy Lord right sone on me Heale thou my soule and make it frée For I full oft haue sinned to thée 5 Mine enmyes thus sayd wrathfully their angry harts so sweld in spite Why doth he lyue when shall he dye his name and fame to perishe quyte 6 And if they came to visite me they glosde in craft as they were vayne Theyr hartes to guile do full agrée and out from thence spake lyes agayne 7 My foes in one close rounded they agaynst me whole they ioyntly met Euen me wyth lyes they did I say vnworthely wyth guile beset 8 They sayd he wrought some euyll deuise that God him thus so sore doth strike To life no more God let him rise that now in bed he lyeth so sicke 9 Yea euen my frendes familiar at me in scorne they lyft theyr héeles Euen they that farde as I dyd fare yet me to trap they markt at meales 10 To mercy yet Lord condescende to me so poore in hart I call Rayse me agayne that I may mende I shall therfore rewarde them all 11 By this I know thy loue to me for that O Lord myne enmies all From triumphes yet full far to be to sée at eye my house to fall 12 For thou respectes myne innocence wherin thou didst me strongly kepe So shall thy grace well strength me hence I trust euen nye thy face so meke 13 O blessed be of Israell thys mighty God and Lorde
God detect That truth was raisde and lyes deiect 1 THe lyuing Lord doth raigne as king The erth therfore full glad may sing The iles may ioy so many sene That he is come to make thē clene 2 Thicke cloudes and darke be him about On wycked men to thunder stout Both iustice right and equitie Of his high throne the bases bée 3 The fyre him goeth before in sight Wyth blasing leames of fearefull lyght By which full wyde he doth enflame Hys foes to burne which scorne his name 4 His lighteninges shyne the world full out On euery side whote sparkes to spout The earth at sight for feare doth quake No puissance can resistence make 5 The mountaynes hye as ware did melte At God his face thus present feit I say at face of Lord so hye The earth dyd feale his maiestye 6 The heauens declare his rightwisnes When he by them strikth wickednes All peoples thus his glory sawe How drad he is whom all should awe 7 A shamde be all which Idols serue Who chose vayne gods from God to swerne Ye angels all which seruauntes be Come worship hym bowe downe your knée 8 So Sion ioyed in hearing this And Iury ioyd in townes of hys O Lord for these thy domes entent That such should haue sharpe punishment 9 For thou O Lord doost all excell That here by low in earth do dwell Exalted far in name thou art Aboue all Gods so new vpstart 10 O ye that loue thys Lord so hye Hate ye all vyce of mawmetrye He kéepth theyr soules who serue hym pure From wycked hand to ryd them sure 11 Now lyght is sprong to ryghteous man That day from darke ▪ discerne he can And ioy is falne to rightfull hart From whence no power can hym depart 12 Then ioy ye iust in thys your Lord Thys lyght hys grace alway record Hys holines well thynke and thanke Hys name confesse therin be franke ¶ The Collecte O Lord the preseruer of all thy faythfull sayntes on whom as on thyne electe portion thou doost perpetually raigne inspire we besech thee into our harts the bright beames of the scriptures of thy prophets and apostles that what soeuer as yet remayne in our hartes as sauoring the olde carnall blyndnes of our originall darknes may be illitened by the heauenly lyght of thy holy sprite to whom c. The Argument Psalme XCVIII Here thankes be done that God in worde most true Sent Christ his sonne mans losse agayne to cure All thinges that bee must laud hym euer due Such peace to see restord in earth so sure 1 SYng ye all new to God a song on hye For he most true hath meruels newly wrought Hys able hand hath wonne hym victory Hys arme so grand this helth to man hath brought 2 The Lord of loue thys health hath open layd So man to moue to serue in hart aryght Hys righteousnes he hath full plainly splayd For theyr redresse to Gentiles eyes and syght 3 He cald to mynde hys gentle mercies frée To Iacob kynde hys truth and fayth to kepe ▪ The earth all whole thys helth dyd fully sée O hym extoll thys God our Lord so meke 4 Thou earth sing out all whole I say full glad In voyce most stout with gentle musikes sound To God thy Lord reioyce for mercy had Thy songes record thou art most duely bound 5 Yea sing in harpe to God and Lord so hye Sing round sharpe wyth all thy tunes and stringes Wyth harpe bid I with note of Psalmodie Your voyce apply to ioy these heauenly thinges 6 With trūpets blow wyth shaulme so swetely sing Both hye and low extende your harty strength Make iubilies before this heauenly king For Lord he is to serue I say at length 7 Let eke the seas rose out in merie chere Thys Lord to please wyth all her fishe in store The world so round and all the dwellers there your voyce rebound to prayse this Lord the more 8 The floudes a like Let them now clap their hands This Lord to seke wyth man in ioyfull hart The mountayns hie so houge aboue the landes Let them be by to daunce wyth man in part 9 To God do this let it in sight be plyed For come he is as lord to iudge the land Hys iustice sword the worlde shall iudge and guide Hys equall word to all shall euenly stande ¶ The Collecte POure into our harts O Lord thy healthfull grace which thou hast reuelde to all Gentiles so spred by the rightwisnes of thy gospel we hūbly besech thee that as thou once camest to be iudged and condemned for vs most misera le sinners so at thy next returne thou would graunt vs mercy to escape thy fearefull iudgement for whom thou tokst vpon thee to be condemned for the raunsome of our sinne to whom with the father c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XCIX Swete Christ his raigne this Psalme compristh As Rabins all can say no lesse God graunt that they with vs would ryse To sing these thankes to hym in fleshe 1 THe Lord to raigne is bent therin All folke ought than his presence dread He sitteth betwixe the Cherubin Let all the earth then quake I reade 2 This Lord is great in Zion séene Where power he sheweth ruleth with loue And hye he is on all the Heathen If they a like their hartes would moue 3 O let them all thy name confesse The bad to beate the good to blisse For greate it is in fearefulnes The power therof most sacred is 4 All Princely power loueth equitye And equitye thou broughtst in sight In Iacobs stocke thou didst applye To iudgement true and iustice right 5 Our Lord this God O magnifye Both Iewes and Gréekes your wayes relēt To his fotestole his sacrarye Bow downe your knées most reuerent 6 As Moses méeke so Aaron graue Were chiefe his priestes so Samuell Among them were his power to craue They cryed to God he hard them well 7 To them in cloud spred pillour like He spake as all the people sawe They did his hests and statutes kepe Which he them gaue in pact for law 8 O Lord our God thou hardst them iust And spardst them Lord for thine owne sake Yea when with plagues thou didst thē thrust For foule attempts which they did make 9 Extoll this God our Lord so frée Fall downe before his holy hill For God our Lord in maiestye Most sacred is and iust in will ¶ The Collecte THou art both Lord and king we most humbly cōfesse it right deare sauiour although the Iewishe phariseyes saye the contrary thou only gouernst the hartes and conscience of men and by thy only grace doost iustifye the same we beseche thee so to rayse vp the piller of thy heauenly light to shyne to our soules that we may be alway defended from all errour and aduersitie to offer vnto thee the sacrifice of prayer in thankes geuing who liuest raignest one god with
agaynst vs thou seest howe weake we be of our selfe assist vs therefore O Lorde with thy godly protection to glorifye thy holy name in earth as thy holy sprites doo in heauen thorough Christ c. The Argument Psalme CIIII. This Psalme setth out for prouidence Almighty Gods magnificence His wisdome power his goodnes eke Of night of day of yere of weeke His excellence all thyng doth kepe ̄̄ 1 O Prayse my soule the Lord of name O Lord my God of worthy fame Thou doost excell in dignitie Wyth honour clothd and maiestie O hym proclame Prayse his degrée 2 For he is clad most cleare wyth light As he were deckt wyth vesture bryght He spreadth the heauens as vayle most fyne Where lyeth hys grace and power deuyne O séeke hys sight To hym incline 3 The vpper heauens be so arayde Wyth waters lyke as beames be layde The cloudes he makth hys charet swift On wynde the wynges hys walke he listh O hym estéeme Expend hys gyft 5 And he doth make hys aungels sprites In wyndes and blastes to worke theyr mightes The flamyng fier is minister Whose worde to do they waite full nere O loue his lightes Trust hym intiere 6 He setteth the earth on bases sound The seas they be O wondrous ground The world to ende it shall not reale It can no change ne ruine féele O hym rebound Hys myght reueale 7 Wyth waters depe this earth was shet As it wyth coate all darke beset For once the seas as mountaynes stoode Most hye aboue as raging floud O prayse hym yet Repute hym good 7 Though thus theyr waues the waters spred At thy rebuke they swiftly fled At thy rough voyce in thunder hard They fast gaue vp their hold and warde O hym a drede His strength regard 8 The hils then hye in sight dyd mount The fieldes fell low as now they wont As them thou stowdst ▪ in most due place They stand euen so they moue no space O hym recount Extoll hys grace 9 To all thynges made thou gauest hys roume Theyr proper place not out to come Thou doost the seas in boundes repose Not backe to turne the earth to close O hym renome His hand disclose 10 He springes sendth out to floudes to grow And they in sea discharge we know Betwene the hyls they kepe their flote To fresh the earth with new gréene coate O hym betrow Hys larges note 11 All beastes of field there drynke theyr fill They séeke them néedes though fed on hill The asses wilde they slake their thirst Most dry which be so made at first O marke hys wyll His care betrift 12 The●● fetherd foules séeke harborow As nye their drinke they sit on bough Where byrdes do chirme the trées among To God theyr Lord in cherefull song O hym auow And praise hym long 13 He wetith the hyls and makth them soft From heauenly cels by dewes aloft By frutefull cloudes which wrought his hand The showers fall down to moyst the land O laud him oft Him vnderstand 14 He makth for beast the grasse to spring And herbage els for man to bryng To serue hys néede his bread to get In earth such vse in beast he set O serue this king His actes intreat 15 Whence wyne is geuen mans hart to cheare And oyle his face so bryght to cleare And bread fro thence he doth addres Mans hart to strength in stablenes O count him deare Hys laudes expresse 16 The Lordes own trées by man vntyld Wyth Sap by showers be fully fild As Ceders hye of Libanus Which he hath plant right plentuous O praise him milde His care discusse 17 In these hye trées the birdes do nest God geueth them wit to séeke theyr rest The Storkes there build and houses haue In trées of fyrre themselfe to saue O loue him best His loue ingraue 18 The mountayns hye a refuge bée For buckes and beastes of Uenerie And so the rockes all inaccesse To Conies bée theyr sikernesse O praisd be hée Hys workes confesse ●9 The moone he made for ceasons due The nyght to cleare wyth chaunges new The sunne so hye a creature Hys down fall knowth and kéepth it sure O good ensue Hym worship pure ●0 And after day thou bringst in darke So nyght comth on and blyndnes starke The Sauage beasts yet gayne therby So créepe they forth to féede full slye O note hys warke Hys reed espy 21 The Lyons whelpes most fierce they rore In rangyng long of pray the store They séeke by darke their sustenance Prepard by Gods good ordinance O hym adore Hys worke enhance 22 When sunne returnth and shewth hys rise Expellyng darke hys light surpristh These beastes by heapes then soone remoue They kepe theyr dens for lyght aboue O thys aduise Hys prudence loue 23 Thus man goth forth hys worke to do More bold that they be thus ago To tillage true he maketh hys gate And spendth hys day till it be late O stand hym to Recount thy state 24 O mighty Lord my fort and holde How be thy workes tride manifold Thou madest them all in wisdome hye Of thy great goods full therth do lygh O hym behold Hym magnify 25 The sea so houge the Ocean So large in armes and space for man Theare liuing things saunce number créepe Great beasts and small therin do kéepe O search it than This meruel seke 26 The●● ships by sayles the bilowes passe Where men transport ▪ theyr wardly tras●e There playth his vages Leuiathan Whom thou dydst forme to sport theran O marke this case ▪ Reuolue it man 27 All creatures of thée expect Their foode most apt for euery feet That thou shouldst geue theyr nourishment In tyme of néede most competent O hym respect To hym assent 28 When deale thou doost they gather strayt In hungers stresse themselues to bayt If thou splayst hand wyth blessyng méete With good full good they be replete O hym awayte Esteme hym swéete 29 When face thou hidest and nought doost send O then they wayle to death they bend If breath thou stopst decay they must They must returne into theyr dust O then amend Regard hym iust 30 When thou returnst thy sprite agayne New thynges by thée new breath optayne Then yerely thus thou deckst a fresh The face of earth wyth new increase O holde him fayne Hys loue possesse 31 Gods maiestie be it for aye In glory blest in all hys way The Lord shall hye reioyce in thought In all hys workes so godly wrought O soule thus pray As thou art taught 32 This God when he mans sinnes to fynde But lookth on earth it quakth and twynd When he the hyls wyth hand but touch They smoke for feare and low they couche O soule hym mynde Thy Lord auouch 33 For I will sing to thys my Lord Whyle I am here and hym record In Psaltries swéete I wyll my song To my Lord God in lyfe prolong O soule accord Performe it strong 34 My talke of hym most pleasant is
fame For euer prayse and magnifie His blessed holy name Rectors O Angels hie of God The Lord your ornament Ye heauens so clere waters eke Aboue the firmament Quire * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O all ye powers of God Ye sunne and moone also Ye starres of heauens ye showres dewes The Lordes rough wyndes that blow Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse ▪ and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O fyre and partching heate Ye winters Sommers all Ye dewes and frostes ye frostes and cold Ye snowes and Yse that fal Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O nights and dayes so bright Ye lights and darkenes dimme Ye lightnings cloudes and earth so round Extoll and laude ye him Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie His blessed holy name Rectors O hils and mountaynes great Grene thyngs on earth that growe Ye wels and springs ye Seas and flouds And Whales in deepes by low Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O all ye fethred foules Ye beasts and herds abroade O ye the sonnes of mortall men O Israell prayse the Lord. Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify his blessed holy name Rectors O priests of God aboue And seruants true of hys Ye sprites and soules of righteous men Extoll the Lord of blisse Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify His blessed holy name Rectors O men of hart so meeke And holy soules in mynde O Anani and Azari And Mi●aell so kynde Quiere * Prayse ye the king of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify His blessed holy name Benedictus O Blest be God of Israell The Lorde guide we know full well He visited hys people all He them by grace redéemd from thrall And raisde he hath saluation Most mighty now for vs eche one Of Dauids stocke so vertuous His seruauntes line and noble house As he dyd speake in tymes of olde By holy Prophetes mouthes so tolde Which were his will to vtter than And haue bene since the world began That we should be in fréedome quite And saued be from enmies spite To scape the handes and cruell state Of all the men that vs do hate The mercy plight to fathers sage To them performe from age to age And eke recount hys noble acte To call to minde hys sacred pacte His othe to kepe so sworne and plight To Abraham our fathers right Which he in tyme so bounteous Would iust performe and geue to vs. That we so rid from enmies handes From cruell yoke of combrous bandes Myght serue hym styll in ioyfull cheare Without all griefe all care and feare In holines and righteousnes So hym to serue in stablenes Before hym thus all voyde of strife To passe all dayes of this our life And thou good child shalt haue the name Of Prophet great most chiefe in fame For thou shalt go before Gods face To shew before hys wayes of grace To geue vnto his people sone To knowledge healthes ▪ saluation This health to shew the grace of his For all theyr faultes and sinnes remisse Through mercy great and tender loue Of God the Lord that raignes aboue Wherby the day that spring from hie Us visited so ioyfully Them lyght to geue that placed bée In darkenes great and miserie And eke in shade of death no lesse And guide our féete in w●y●s of peace ¶ Magnificat MY soule the Lord doth magnifie Who shewth his power so mightely Thus hath he done ▪ by his gret might Of onely grace that he hath plight Also my sprite both day and hower Reioyceth in God my sauiour Not me my selfe but thée O Lord I do extoll in hartes accord For he hath thus regarded mée His handmayd true of low degrée Whose poore estate and simple house He doth accept so bounteous And now behold the kyndreds all Shall me henceforth right blessed call So thou hast sayd by thy good worde As aungels voyce doth well recorde For he that is most mighty tride Hath me set vp and magnified By his good grace he doth the same For holy is his worthy name And mercy great that he doth beare Is shewd to all that do hym feare On kinredes all by him alone He helpes vs now and hearth our mone Wyth hys good arme he strength hath shewd And scattred cleane the proud and lewd In their conceiptes ▪ and fansies vayne This is our God that still doth raigne The mighty downe from seat he threw And humble hartes exalted due Thus God hath done by power so hie The worldly riche full low do lie The hungry soule he filde in all Wyth eche good thyng so liberall The riche in wealth wyth all their ray With empty handes he sent away Remembring still hys grace that fell Hys seruaunt holye good Israell Which promisd was our fathers gray And Abraham hys séede for aye Nunc dimittis LOrd now thou lettest thy seruant go To peacefull rest thou good art so Thy loue to me thou doost aforde Accordth thereto thy holy word For these my eyes saw happely Health long desird so ernestly Thy sauing health thou geuest alone My eyes haue seene saluation Which thou hast thus preparde aright Before thy flock and peoples sight Theyr eyes do sée thy loues entent And goodnes great which thou hast sent To be a light to Gentels all To lighten them that lye in thrall That thy good flock in ioy may dwell To glory great of Israell Grace before meate MOst louing Lord to thee we cry All vs to blesse our borde be nye Thy giftes to vse in this repast No spoyle to make hereof in waste And that our want while we do ●yll Our hart and tong expresse none euell Grace after meate PReserue vs Lord which all hast wrought As thou of loue vs all hast bought Refresh our soules with godly feare For these good giftes kind hart to beare Our tyme to spend ech day by day At our liues ende reioyce we may Quicunque vult WHo saued will be before all thinges He must true fayth fast hold in all which safe sound who kepth it not Without all doubt he perish shall This is the fayth calde Catholike Euen through the world full out so famde To serue one god in Trinitie In Trinitie but one so namde Confounding not theyr persons three Their substance sundred cannot be The father sonne and holy goste Be diuers yet in persons three The godhed yet of them all one Of father sonne and
to mée My sonne I say thou art this day I haue begotten thée 8 Aske thou of mée I will geue thée to rule all Gentils londes Thou shalt possesse in suernesse the world how wide it stondes 9 With iron rod as mighty God all rebels shalt thou bruse And breake them all in pieces small as sherdes the potters vse 10 Be wise therfore ye kinges the more Receyue ye wisdomes lore Ye iudges strong of right and wrong aduise you now before 11 The Lorde in feare your seruice beare with dread to him reioyce Let rages be resist not ye him serue with ioyfull voyce 12 The sonne kisse ye lest wroth he be lose not the way of rest For when his ire is set on fire who trust in hym be blest ¶ The Collecte BReake a sonder O Lorde the bondes of our sinnes that we may bee faithfully yoked to the preceptes of thy law to serue thee in feare and reuerence to the laude of thy holy name Through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme III. This Psalme endight may comfort haue of God How troubled sprite may comfort haue of God As woe be gone meke Dauid fled so brode From Absalon meke Dauid fled so brode 1 O Lord how ill encrease they still that trouble me so sore Full many rise in spitefull wise agaynst me more and more 2 Right many one whan I do mone alasse my soule they fret They say I haue no God to saue oh this temptation great 3 But yet O Lord thou wilt accord as shielde to fence my soule My worship cleare thou art full deare my hed thou wilt extoll 4 I did but mone with voyce alone to God my Lorde in will He heard me iust as I dyd trust from his so holy hill 5 I layde me downe I slept full sound and vp I rose agayne For God me kept where safe I slept his grace dyd me sustayne 6 To be afrayde or yet dismayde for thousandes ten what néede They go about to driue me out but God will dull theyr spéede 7 Up Lord saue mée my God most frée on chéeke thou smitest my foes Well hast thou chrust theyr téeth to dust of such as wicked goes 8 Unto the Lord by truthes recorde belongth all sauing helth Thy blessing hand so nie doth stand to worke thy peoples welth ¶ The Collecte POure vs O Lorde thy heauenly benediction that we may be armed with the fayth of the resurrection not to feare any army of men set against vs. Through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme IIII. The church in stress complaynth to God full sore For heauinesse complaynth to God full sore The good haue ease they sacrifice therfore Of their disease they sacrifice therfore 1 O God so hie heare when I crie my right is all in thée Thou takest me fro al troublous wo haue mercy heare thou mée 2 Ye sonnes of men how long agayne will ye blaspheme my name Why triumphe ye in vanitie why séeke ye lies to frame 3 Know this ye foes that God hath chose himselfe all godly men And when I call this Lord of all he straight will heare me then 4 Of wrathfull ire refraine the fire sinne not but muse in hart Upon your beds kéepe still your heds deathes day recount in part 5 Looke ye arise in sacrifice of righteousnes in skill And put your trust in God so iust but tame your fleshly will 6 There many bée that say O sée who good to vs can do Lift vp thy face of cherefull grace on vs O Lord to go 7 Thou chearst my hart as God thou art with ioye of thy good sprite Since corne and wine with oyle so fine of theirs increast in sight 8 I will me lay in peace I say my sléepe to take full well I hope for thou O Lord as now makst me most safe to dwell ¶ The Collecte HEare vs O mercifull Lorde and haue compassion on vs in our tribulations and where thou alone art most worthely magnified in thy people graunte that we may haue spirituall gladnes in our hartes by the hope of the heauenly reward Through c. The Argument Psalme V. The church in sprite for all opprest in payne Maketh sute aright for all opprest in payne Here Christ aduanceth the Iewes he blamth agayne His heritaunce the Iewes he blamth agayne 1 EXpend O Lord my plaint of worde in griefe that I do make My musing mind recount most kind geue eare for thine owne sake 2 O harke my grone my crying mone my king my God thou art Let me not stray from thée away to thée I pray in hart 3 My voyce and vowe thou wilt alowe betymes O Lord so frée In spring of day I thée will pray and shall looks vp to thée 4 This I may vow the God art thou which hatest all wickednes No malice fell with thée can dwell thou louest no cruelnes 5 Such foolish spite can bide no sight of thy good louely face Thou doost defie their vanitie who wickednes embrace 6 Thou shalt destroy and them annoy with lies who shame thy worde Bloudthirsty men which crafty renne the Lord hath them abhorde 5 Iust will I go thy house into in trust of thy great grace In feare I will do honour still against that holy place 6 O Lord be guide defend my side in thy great righteousnesse Make playne the way lesse I do stray my foes shall brag the lesse 7 Their mouthes expresse no faithfulnesse theyr holow hartes be vayne Wide throte they haue as open graue theyr tonge but lyes do fayne 8 Destroy their thought O God for nought theyr owne wayes be theyr shame Expell them out in lies so stout who thus blaspheme thy name 9 Let them reioyce that trust thy voyce aye thankes they shall extend Who loue thy name shall ioye the same thou doost so them defend 10 Thou Lord wilt than geue rightwise man the heauenly blisse from thence Thy fauour kynde is not behynde as them with shield to fence ¶ The Collecte O Mercifull father whiche knowest the lamentation of a sorrowfull hart and contrited spirite before it be vttered infound into vs thy holye spirite alway to sue vnto thee in all our troubles defend vs with the shield of thy protection that wee may be found daily attending to thy will and pleasure to glorifie thy name through Christ c. The Argument Psalme VI. An earnest crie of men all wrapt in wo To God on hie of men all wrapt in wo At last they winne and glad reioyce they so Gods helpe for sinne and glad reioyce they so 1 O Carpe not sower thou Lord of power my sinne in ire to sore Nor chasten mée in crueltie I pray to thée therfore 2 But mercy haue my life to saue O Lord for weake am I My bones be vext with feare annext thy domes make me to crye 3 My soule also is full of woo my conscyence doth quake O Lord how long thy