sake O mercy take my Lord vpon my sinne It is so great it doth me fret it boylth my soule wythin 12 What man he bée that feareth thée O Lord thou wylt hym teach The rightfull way to choose I say in sprite thereto to retche 13 His soule shall dwell at ease full well in ghostly frée delyght Hys stocke and séede shall neuer néede but hold the land to ryght 14 Among them lye Gods secrecy to feare hym who that shall In gentle fourme he wyll perfourme to them hys couenantes all 15 Myne eyes entent is euer bent to thée my Lord so great For onely he pluckth suerly my féete from out of net 16 Turne thou to mée O Lord so frée haue mercy stay my fall I am in state all desolate in misery full thrall 17 My sorrowes fell my hart doth swell they be enlarged so My troublous payne O God restrayne O quenche this deadly wo. 18 Attend I cry my misery my lyfe and state aduerse Forgeue my fautes which me assautes my ioy to me reuerse 19 Consider ryght my foes theyr spyte how they increase my feare Theyr hate is thus so tyrannous at me that they do beare 20 O kepe most dere my soule intiere and me deliuer iust So let no shame confound my name for I in thée haue trust 21 Let perfectnes and rightfulnes both guide and wayte on mée My trust for ayde in thée is layd from me O neuer flée 22 Deliuer well all Israell O God wyth all hys séede From troubles all that them may fall in thée alway to spéede ¶ The Collecte DEliuer vs from all aduersitie and danger O mercifull God for to thee onely haue we lifte vp our hartes forget we besech thee the trespace of our youth and the ignorance of our former age where as we haue negligently offended thou of thy mercye forgeue it vs through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVI The iust mans song for righteousnes beshent Who suffreth wrong for righteousnes beshent And prayth in will a lyfe leade innocent That he may still a lyfe leade innocent 1 LOrd iudge my déed as I haue lyued in thée my hope is all For this my trust in thée so iust I neuer doubt to fall 2 Lord proue my waye and me assaye by fire trye thou my reynes And search my hart my foe is smart myne giltles life he straynes 3 Thy clemency was nye myne eye to stay me right to do I dyd inure my hart full sure to truth from lyes to go 4 Wyth lyers vayne I would not trayne my lyfe to follow such Wyth crafty men I would not renne whose lyfe dissembleth much 5 The wycked rout that goeth about to harme and hurt I hate I will not set in councell yet wyth men of wycked state 6 For washe I wyll my handes euen still wyth men of perfect lyfe And thus shall I O Lord so hye frequent thyne aulters ryfe 7 Where I shall rayse thy worthy prayse that men may loue the same I wyll there sprede thy grace in deede the workes of thy good name 8 O Lord the place where restth thy grace I haue the bewty loued Thy heauenly house so glorious I loued as me behoued 9 Wyth sinners great Lord do not shet my soule wyth them to bée Thy grace extend my lyfe defend all men of bloud to flée 10 Theyr handes do presse all wyckednes euen guile prepensed â—o Theyr better hand corrupt doth stand wyth brybes euen thus they go 11 But yet will I most certenly in truth my lyfe addresse O make me frée from them to bée shew me thy tendernes 12 My foote as yet in ryght is set in playne simplicitie And still wyll I in company exalt thée Lord on hie ¶ The Collecte GRaunt O Lord we besech thee thy mercy vnto vs thy seruauntes and so ingraue in our hartes the loue of thy truth that we may hold fast all innocency of lyfe and finallye to bee deliuered from all wycked persecutours Through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVII Here may we see in trouble though he falleth The iust is free in trouble though he falleth In God he stayeth and so geueth thankes in all On hym he wayeth and so geueth thankes in all 1 THe Lord of might is health and light to me at nede whom should I feare The Lord is strength to lyfe at length of myne I say who can me deare 2 Whan men so bad theyr traynes had layd Euen then at eye they fell downe right Whan foes dyd presse to eate my flesh they slid away for all theyr spite 3 Though armed host besiegd my cost my hart from God shall not relent Though cruell warre should ryse me nar to God therin I would be bent 4 One thing to craue of God to haue I dyd full oft and aye I will To kéepe hys place to sée hys grace to haunt euen so his temple still 5 Thus shal hys power hyde me in bower when troubles should be fierce and fell He would me hyde there close to byde as safe on rocke most sure to dwell 6 My hed yet now he wyll alow aboue my foes in state alwayes In will I bryng glad offeryng the Lord so good to laud and prayse 7 My voyce O heare my Lord so deare I cry my God in wofull part Graunt that I craue and mercy haue extend to me thy louyng hart 8 My hart to thée dyd oft apply séeke ye my face I say ye all O Lord I will thy face séeke still do others how and what they shall 9 Hyde not from mée thy seruaunt frée thy louyng face my ayde thou art Proiect not me displeasantly O Lord my health do not depart 10 My parentes when they bad me renne from them to go my selfe to shift When Patrons all my reyse or fall rought not a myte thou dydst me lyft 11 Teach me thy way thy law I say that rightly leadth in truth to thée My foes O Lord wyth one accorde should els reioyce in hate to frée 12 Up turne me not to beare theyr hate O Lord to them that me pursue False witnes eyes agaynst me ryse and lyes of me they sprede vntrue 13 My hart had quayld and vtter fayld if fast to thée I had not trustd Let me thy grace Lord sée in place in land of rest where ioyth the iust 14 O wayte the Lord hold fast hys worde doubt not at all be strong be still Attend on God take méeke hys rod he will at last thy hart fulfill ¶ The Collecte DEfend vs O God from all the assaults of our enemies that we maye continue in constant confessing of thy name that while we haue the fruition of thy helpyng presence at last may haue the same in glory ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVIII This mans entent all crafty men to scape Is vehement all crafty men to scape And hard he is for this he thaenkes doth shape From God of blisse for this he thankes doth shape 1
the father c. ¶ The Argument Psalme C. All men of breath but temporall Which Pilgrimes walke this earthly Ball To ioy be bid here seuerall To God in dayes most festiuall 1 O Ioy all men terrestriall Reioyce in God celestiall I byd not Iewes especiall But Iewes and Gréekes in generall 2 Serue ye thys Lord heroicall Wyth ioy of hart effectuall Seke ye hys sight potentiall Wyth hymnes of myrth most musicall 3 Know ye thys Lord imperiall As God vs made originall Not we our selues he vs doth call Hys folke as flocke kept pastorall 4 Hys gates and courtes tread vsuall Wyth laudes and hymnes poeticall Geue thankes to hym continuall And blesse his name most liberall 5 For why this Lord so principall Is swéete hys grace perpetuall Hys truth of word stand euer shall With hundreth thankes thus ende we all ¶ The Collecte O Lord and father of all honor glory shew vs thy mercy and graunt thy grace that we may spiritually reioyce in the laude of thy name and so in spryte to serue thee that we maye feele in our hartes the delectable comfortes of thy true promises made to vs the poore flocke of thy pasture so to ioyne to thee our louyng pastor to come at the last to thy heauenly folde where thou raignest with the father and holy ghost one God c. ¶ The ende of the second Quinquagene ¶ The third and last Quinquagene of Dauids Psalter translated into Englishe Metre The Argument Psalme CI. When Dauid long was kept from raigne This Psalme he sang to ease his payne â–ª How kinges should rule here see you playne â–ª As he would fayne Ì„Ì„ 1 BOth mercy méeke iudgement right In Metres song I wyll endight To thée I will Lord sing in sight With hartes delyte 2 I wyll my lyfe beare strayt in way If thou from me goest not astray In all my house cleane hart shall lay Without denay â–ª 3 To wycked déede none eye shall stand And hate I wyll all rebels band To ioyne wyth me I wyll wythstand wyth hart and hand 4 A froward hart and wilfull 〈◊〉 From my whole sight shall flée full out To me shall clout no wycked rout Wythout all doâ—t 5 Hys neyghbour who â–ª styâ—â—th priuily â–ª Hym will Astrâ—y 〈◊〉 vtterly â–ª I will not 〈◊〉 proud 〈…〉 Wyth pleasure hye 6 True men in earth I wyll me get Most nye to eye wyth me to seâ— Who walketh more strayt shall serue me bet Wythout all let 7 From far my house they shal be sent Who guiles can forge or lyes inuent None eye on them shall firme be bent Wyth myne assent 8 Yea soone by day I will deface Proud men in earth of wycked trace To dryue all shrewes from Gods good place Wythout all grace ¶ The Collecte ALmightye God which art God of power incomprehensible which shewest to thy seruants ioyntly both mercy and iudgement Graunte we beseche thee so that we may faithfully loue thee truly to follow thee in all godlines through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CII Here man in eare most pituously Wishth Syon built defast in shame He moâ—eth hys longâ— captiuitie Christes heauenly church wishe we the same \ \ 1 O Lord to thée I cry and call My prayer heare O louinglye Thou art my Lord most liberall Receyue my sute admyt my cry 2 While thus I mourne hide not thy face From my distresse so wrathfully Enclyne thyne eares and heare my case But soone in hast O aunswer make 3 My dayes lyke smoke slyde fast apace Consume they do no rest they take As fier brandes my bones are brent Theyr liuely powers my sprites forsake 4 My wounded hart lyeth impotent As witherd hay cut downe by sithe To eate my bread from me it went On me so sore this trouble lyeth 5 For gronyng lowde in thys distresse My wofull hart oh panth and sith That scant to skin cleaneth any flesh My bones be sene thus wast I lay 6 Lyke Pellicane in wildernesse I am which sing but we le away As Owle that fléeth all birdes in sight In desert darke which loueth to stray 7 Full watch I kepe both day and night Myne eyes no slepe can take for mone To Sparow like that leaueth her flight â–ª In houses eues which lowerth alone 8 All day my foes do me reuyle Wyth tauntes they sport when I do grone These boasters mad at me so vyle Agaynst my soule all sworne they bée 9 My bread that I eate all this whyle Was ashes lyke in taste to sée My drinke with teares with weping menkct So many griefes afflicted mée 10 My soule with cares was full besprenct To note thy wrath and heauy frowne Thou liftst me vp as I were strengâ—hd But sone most weake thou threwst me down 11 My dayes draw low â–ª as shadow falth When darke comthâ—â— in field and towne I wyther like as blosome paâ—h My colour wanneth my moysture dryeth 12 But thou yet Lord as thée befalth Art permanent no man denieth Thy memory shall aye remayne Where fast to duâ—t my nature hyeth 13 I know thou wylt once ryse agayne To pitie Lord swete Syon mount To shew hys grace the tyme constraynth The tyme is come by iust account 14 Thy seruants lo desire in hart To sée her stones to building mount They pitie her to spie her smart To marke her thus in dust oppresâ— 15 The Gentils straunge wyl ioyne their part To feare Gods name of all the best Ye kings of power in earth all whole Shall prayse thy name for worthiest 16 When this the Lord shall hye extoll In buildinges fresh this Zyon place And her in booke of fame enroll When glory bryght shall her embrace 17 And when they sée how he is bent To poore mans sute in tender grace And will not be ought discontent To scorne theyr cryes both all and some 18 This thyng thus done â–ª as monument Shall written be for folke to come That countries whole which shall arise May laud thys Lord wyth hye renome 19 For God from hye hath cast his eyes Where holy is his sacrary Thys Lord from heauen in gentle wise Hath lookt to earth to heare the cry 20 To heare I say the wofull playntes Of men fast bound in misery To losen them from theyr constrayntes Which were at deathes dore very neare 21 That they might shew â–ª to all hys saintes In Zyon place Gods name so deare To tell all out Ierusalem His worthy laudes in open quere 22 When people whole shall mete in realme Of all estates which this shall know To serue this God so good to them All reignes to hym shall them bestow 23 Though God as yet my strength hath beate From captine state to iourney slow Though he my dayes hath short extreat I Zyon trust yet built to spy 24 I wyll hym thus wyth wordes intreat Ah God my God to wastefully Cut not my dayes by halfe away Where thy yeares last â–ª eternally
power 21 O kepe in awe the Lyons iawe saue me from them that byte From all the hornes of Unicornes protect me Lord of myght 22 Thy power and name I shall declame to all my bretherne met Glad wyll I rayse in church thy prayse in congregation set 23 The Lord who fearth with lawds draw nere all Iacobs séede hym prayse Feare ye hym well all Israell hym magnify alwayes 24 He wyll aduise and not despise the poore for low degrée He hydth no face in tyme and place my prayer heard hath hée 25 I purpose mée to speake of thée in church thy prayse to sprede My vowes so plight in iust mens fight I will perfourme in dede 26 The méeke his brede shall eate full fed and prayse the Lord all day For God who séekth hys prayse he kéepth theyr hart shall lyue for aye 27 The world so brode will turne to God whyle thys they call to hart Before hys face all folke in place shall honour hym impart 28 All kyngdomes stand to God as bond theyr trybes and kynredes eke And them in raigne he shall retayne all quarters them to seke 29 The fat shall fede and serue in drede they all shall worshyp ryfe Yea dead men all to hym shall fall who gaue theyr soules no lyfe 30 My séede and bloud thys Lord so good shall serue in worship frée And thus my stocke as God hys flocke shall iust reputed bée 31 They shall procéede to shew in déede to people thence to come Gods iustice great from heauenly seat what he to them hath done ¶ The Collecte O God the heade and fountayne of all grace mercye which for our sake diddest descende into the wombe of the Virgine was fastened to a tree pierced through in thy handes and feete thy garmentes parted by lottes and yet after all this done thou dydst gloriously ryse agayne from death We beseche thee so to beare in mynde this thy humayne conuersation among men that thou mayst be alway to them which put theyr trust in thee a mercifull deliuerer who lyuest and raignest one God wyth the father the holy ghost for euer in perpetuall felicitie Amen ¶ The Argument Psalme XXIII The Christen man how God his lyfe doth guide Confesse he can how God his lyfe doth guide With meat so good from death his soule to hide of heauenly foode from death his soule to hide 1 THe Lord so good who geueth me food my shepeheard is and guide How can I want or suffer scant whan he defendth my side 2 To féede my néede he will me lead in pastures gréene and fat He forth brought me in libertie to waters delicate 3 My soule and hart he did conuert to me he sheweth the path Of rightwisenes in holines his name such vertue hath 4 Yea though I go through death hys wo his vaale and shadow wyde I feare no dart wyth me thou art wyth staffe and rod to guide 5 Thou shalt prouyde a table wyde for me agaynst theyr spite With oyle my head thou hast bespred my cup is fully dight 6 Thy goodnes yet and mercy great will kepe me all my dayes In house to dwell in rest full well wyth God I hope alwayes The Collecte LEade vs O Lorde by the rules of thy comfortable preceptes that when we haue optaynd the habitation of thy euerlasting mansion we may be fully satisfied with the cup of ioyful eternitie through Christ our Lord. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXIIII Of Christ to come his raigne this psalme doth preach All whole in summe his raigne this psalme doth preach How God will bee the letter this doth teach In temple free the letter this doth teach 1 THe earth it is the Lordes of blisse wyth all the garnishyng The world so round he hath it found and all that dwell therin 2 This earth he cast on seas so fast as ouer them to stand And floudes he made for corne and blade and eke to part the land 3 Up who shall stye on hill so hye where resteth thys Lord of grace Or who shall ryse in restfull wyse to that his holy place 4 Euen he whose hand and hart doth stand in cleannes innocent Who sought no gayne in fansies vayne nor othe hath falsly ment 5 He shall posses in stablenes the Lordes swéete blessednes Hys God of health from euen hymselfe shall send hym righteousnes 6 And these be they which séeke alway in stocke theyr God in déede Euen truely they who seke I say the God of Iacobs séede 7 Lift vp your gates you heades and states ye lastyng dores aryse In at this house kyng glorious wyll enter princely wyse 8 What is this kyng thus enteryng wyth glory thus beset The Lord is hée full strong to sée a Lord in battayle great 9 Arise I say thou temple gay though I thée cannot builde Yet ioyth my sprite that God of might hys arke shall be thy shield 10 What is thys king desiering wyth glory thus to raigne The Lorde of hostes of glory most the kyng and soueraigne ¶ The Collecte EVerliuyng God the fourmer and maker of the worlde to whome the whole ornament thereof is seruiceable and subiect we praye thee to restore vs to the innocency of lyfe â—hat we may be able to folow thy steppes vp into holy mount where thou raignest for euer almighty God in maiesty through Christ. The Argument Psalme XXV This cry and call as supplication graue Is Generall as supplication graue It doth confesse and pardon craueth to haue Done wickednes and pardon craueth to haue 1 O Lord to thée my soule to flée is set my God thou art I whole referre my lyfe most nare to thée wyth all my hart 2 My God of fence my confidence on thée was alway borne O let no shame confound my name my foes els will me scorne 3 Who trustth in thée ashamd to bée can neuer man it spye Who breake thy lawes without a cause confounded let them lye 4 Shew me thy wayes O Lord alwayes of truth me teach the path Thy word and way is certayne stay for that all vertue hath 5 In truth me lead teach me thy read my God of health thou art My trust doth lay in thée all day to thée is bent my hart 6 Call thou to mynde O Lord full kynde thy louyng mercies olde Thy bounties frée which euer bée as fathers them haue tolde 7 Of youth my faut so great and haut such sinne O Lord forget For mercy sake O Lord awake thy mynd vpon me set 8 Both gratious and righteous the Lord is equall so He teachth wyth rod yet louyng God by giftes he teachth also 9 Who méeke abyde them he will guide in iudgement good and ryght And whome we sée most gentle bée his wayes he teachth them lyght 10 The wayes of God be large and brode both truth and mercy iust Euen still to such as loueth much his hestes and couenauntes trust 11 For thy names
of truthe 6 I hate their superstition who holde of vanitie where iust hath bene my confidence O Lord alway in thee 7 I will be glad and eke reioyce for thyne humanitie For thou didst note my soules distresse my state aduerse to see 8 In cruell hand of deadly foes thou hast not shut me vp But set my feete at large in roume thou temperstd so my cup. 9 Haue mercy Lord vpon my wo myne eyes therin consume My soule and eke my body sore much payne they do resume 10 My lyfe is wast in heauines my yeares in mournynges wayle My strength is falne for myne offence my bones beginne to quayle 11 A scorne I am among my foen but most to neyghbourhed A feare I was to daily frende seene out of dores they fled 12 I am so cleane cast out of mynd as dead man layd in graue I am become a vessel broke which no man list to haue 13 I saw so great conspiracy of men in counsayle met My feare encreast whan they dyd rise my soule to trap in net 14 But yet my hope hath bene in thee O Lord I thus dyd say Thou art my God my trusty God thou wilt me kepe for aye 15 My dayes be set in thy good handes ryd me from all my foes whose handes be set to persecute to lade my soule wyth woes 16 Thy gentle light of countinance shew me thy seruaunt poore Saue me O Lord by mercy great I trust therto the more 17 And let me not confounded be O Lord of thee I craue Confounded be all wicked men in silence put to graue 18 Let lyeng lips be stopt to speake to whist downe lowe be thrust In cruell spite disdaynfully they prate agaynst the iust 19 How is thy grace so plentifull prepard in store to bee For righteous men which thee do feare as Adams broode may see 20 To hide them safe euen iust by thee from all prouokyng men Thine eies in house will kepe them sure from tonges that venim 〈◊〉 21 O thankes be due to this the Lord whose pity such I felt As I with forte were closed in or I in citye dwelt 22 Though whan I fled and felt excesse I sayd thou me despisde Yet when I cryde thou heardst my voyce in humble sute deuisde ▪ 23 O Loue the Lord ye all his saintes the Lord the iust preseruth The doer prowd he thorowly rewardth as he deseruth 24 Be strong in hart most manfully For he your hartes shall strength All ye that wayte the Lord so good O trust ye hym at length ¶ The Collecte MOst mercifull father which excelst in aboundāce of pitie and compassion we beseche thy tender and infinite mercy that while we search for the eternall veritie of thy worde and commaundement we may escape the detestable presumption and pryde of vayne walkers in this worlde contrary to the eternal veritie in thy worde through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXII Here Dauid teachth to vnderstande what is cleare blessednes Euen pardon free at Gods good hande for all our sinnefulnes 1 O Blest be they whose trespaces all whole remitted lye Whose sinne is hid in secrecies from which God turnth his eye 2 O blessed man to whom in sight God doth impute no sinne Who hath no guile in suttle sprite as hypocrite within 3 For that my sinne I hyd so blynde and would not it confesse My bones and strength for sorrow pynde all day I cryed in stresse 4 For dayes and nyghtes thy heauy hand my soule dyd presse so stout That all my powers and moysture changd as dryed by sommer drout 5 I shewed to thée my wyckednes not still my gilt I hid I sayd I will my fault expresse then straight thou it didst ryd 6 For this to thée will euery saynt make sute in tyme of grace Though waters flow in déepe constraynt they shall not hym deface 7 My refuge thou art couertly from trouble me to bryng Thus fenst by thée glad sing shall I as men made frée do sing 8 I will geue thée intelligence right thée to teach the way That thou mayst walke wythout offence on thée myne eye shall stay 9 But he not lyke the horse and mule who nought can vnderstand Whose mouthes wyth bittes except ye rule they wyll not come to hand 10 The wycked man wyth cares is fret wyth sorrowes fouly vext But who hys trust in God hath set to hym all grace is next 11 In thys the Lord reioyce ye still ye righteous men be glad All ye that haue ryght hartes and wyll ioy ye be not adrad The Collecte O Blessed Lord whiche by remittyng sinnes geuest them who confesse the same thy true iustice heare thou the prayers of thy congregation and so dull the dartes of synne in vs that we escapyng the sorow full wo therof may bee replenished wyth restfull and spirituall gladnes in the holy ghost to ioye with thee in the blisse to come through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXII Here hily aduanst Gods grace do ye see Who sinne doth remit All wholy so free 1 O Happy be they Whose sins be releast Who hath theyr offence Whole hyd by request 2 And happy the man Whom God doth aquite Whose sprite hath no guile To doubt of hys might 3 For holding my tong My bones fell away I gronde in my hart All whole by the day 4 By nyght and by day Thy hand was to stout My moysture was dryed Lyke sommer the drout 5 My cryme I bewrayed Euen iust in thy sight I hyd not my gylt But brought it to light I cast wyth my selfe My fault to reueale And straight thou releast It euery deale 6 For this shall we sée All saintes to desire In sute for to bée When tyme doth require Though trouble aryse as flouds when they grow Yet shall they no tyme The iust ouerflow 7 My bower thou art To kéepe me at ease Thou fentest me about With songes of release 8 To teache thée I will And guide thée the way On thée will I looke So neuer to stray 9 But be ye not lyke The horse and the mule For brutish they be And hard to recule Wyth bridle and bit Their mouthes do ye strain Lest at you they wynce And turne so agayne 10 The bad shal haue plages On euery side Who trust in the Lord Them grace doth abide 11 Ye men of the ryght Be glad to reioyce Ye true men in hart Be ioyfull in voyce ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXIII The iust alway in mynde bearth this Wyth hart to ioye in God of his To prayse his name that mighty is For he geueth helpe and heauenly blis But vayne all other remedies But payne all worldly policies Remember this 1 REioyce in God the Lord he is Ye rightwise men and do not mis The iust be bound to thanke iwis Repete ye this 2 Prayse ye the Lord wyth melodies Wyth harpe and lute wyth simphonies Syng Psalmes to hym in
we be vndone 9 Helpe vs O God our sauiour for prayse of thy good name Our sinnes our ill behauiour forgeue forget the same 10 Least heathen rayle and say in spite where now is come theyr God Thy seruaunts bloud so shed in sight reuenge and shew thy rod. 11 O heare the sighes and sorowes déepe of captiue men in bonds Men iudgd to death sée that thou kepe shewe forth thy strength of hands 12 The blasphemy at thée so cast by these our neighbours partes Requyte it them O Lord at last seuen solde on all theyr hartes 13 So we thy shepe and people true to thankes we shall agrée Thy prayse our tonges shall still ensue to our posteritie ¶ The Collecte PReuent vs O Lord with thy great mercy before the zeale of thy wrath be kindled to vengeance graunt that we may be edified by the exāples of such as haue shed their bloud for cōfessing thy name and that we commended to thee by theyr petitions may at thy mercy receyue remission of our synnes Through c. The Argument Psalme LXXX This Psalme doth aske deliuerance from hard captiuitie In peace and truth good Christians should pray Christes church to bee 1 THou shepeheard king of Israell that Ioseph ledst as shepe On Cherubin that sittest so well heare now appeare and kepe 2 For Ephraym and Beniamin and eke Manasses sake Stirre vp thy power and strength of thyne and vs to mercy take 3 Restore vs God to loue agayne and shyne on vs thy face If thou Lord wylt vs visite playne we shall be safe by grace 4 Thou Lord and God of hostes I say how long shall fret thyne ire Agaynst thy folke which daily pray to thée in méeke desyre 5 Thou féedst them full wyth bread of teares they mourne for wo at meat Thou geuest them drinke in weping feares in heaped measure great 6 A cause of stryfe thou makest vs be to all our neyghbours next They rayle on vs and scornd be we our foes vs sore haue vext 7 Turne vs to thée thou God of hostes and shyne thy face on vs Kepe vs in peace represse theyr bostes and whole we shal be thus 8 Thou didst translate from Egipt darke a vyne euen so thou wouldst To plant it there it was thy warke whence Paynyms were expulst 9 Thou madest it rome first clensd by hand from Cananites the wéedes And roote it toke it spred the land these were thy godly déedes 10 The hyls were closde wyth shade of it the hyll of Syon house The boughes therof dyd sprede so fit lyke Ceders glorious 11 She did extend her braunches wyde to touch the feas extremes In length it went a long the syde of Euphrates the streames 12 Why hast thou beat his closure downe to lay as open soyle That they which walke from towne to towne her grapes myght fréely spoyle 13 The tushy bore of woode full fierce doth route it vp to stoure A sauage beast whose meat is gyrse doth wholy it deuoure 14 Turne thée we praye thou God of hosts looke down from heauen in spéede Beholde this vine in all our costes and visite it at néede 15 The vyneyard place behold also which thy right hand did set For thy sonnes sake defend therto the braunch thou madst so great 16 With fyer brent it is cut downe thy wrath was cause in sight But they shal quayle when thou doost frown which wrought this dedly spite 17 Extend thy hand vpon the man of thy right mighty hand Upon the sonne of man that can thy foes by strength withstand 18 And so shall we no more recéede from thée so wyde to fall Yf thou reuiuest vs than in déede thy name extoll we shall 19 O Lord our God turne vs agayne from erryng far from thée Shew vs thy light of face so fayne all whole then shall we bée ¶ The Collecte VIsite thy vyne O Lorde which thy mightye hande hath deliuered from Egiptiacall bondage that it may be reuiued continually by the brighte visage of thy presence that it may ioy prosperously to bryng forth good workes to the land of thy name Through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXXXI A song of ioy to God of maiestie aboue Who geueth all thing aboundantly to thē that him do loue 1 NOw sing ye ioyfully To God our strength rocke Yea sing ye swete in iubilies to God of Iacobs stock 2 Streyne vp your psaltery and wrest your tymbrels hye Wyth mery harpe and virginals set out your melodye 3 Blow out wyth trumpet lowde in new mooues feast I say In tyme so méete accordingly our solempne feastfull day 4 By statute thus enact it is for Israell From Iacobs God it is a law hys worthy actes to tell 5 God made in Iosephes séede for wytnes thys decrée Of Egipt land whē out he went where language straunge hard he 6 I did his shulder ease from burthens great and thicke His hands escapte the dayly toyle of making potts and bricke 7 Thou cryedst on me in stresse I thée deliuered ryfe In thunder close I answerd thée first tried at fluds of strife 8 O then my people heare I wyll the iust assure O Israell if heare thou wylt my worde which shall endure 9 Strange God thou shalt not haue no other God to serue If thys thou doost and frowardly fro me thou doost not swerue 10 I am the Lord thy God who thée from Egypt led Then set thy mouth full open wyde I wyll it fyll full fed 11 But yet my people thus would neuer heare my voyce No Israell would none of me nor lyst in me reioyce 12 I let them go therfore theyr own hartes lustes to sue Theyr crooked wayes to walke at will whych they did after rue 13 O that my people meke had heard my document And Israell had walkt my wayes wyth gentle hartes assent 14 How soone would I at ones their foes haue wrested downe And turnd my hand agaynst them all at them who firse did frown 15 Gods haters should haue knéeld at héeles of them to lay Though lyingly they had it ment theyr dayes had lastd for aye 16 Yea then he would haue fed wyth floure of finest wheate And out of rocke them had I fild wyth hony pleasant meat ¶ The Collecte OPen thou O Lord the mouthes of vs thy suppliants to rebounde out the prayse of thy glorious maiesty and that we renouncing all Aegiptiacall works of darke ignorance may reioyce in the aduancyng of thy blessed name through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXXXII This Psalme is thret and lesson good to iudges stately romes Amid the Iewes as Christ he stoode and blamde their wrongfull domes 1 GOd standth in mids of Princes hye when they to counsayle fall And iudge he is theyr dedes to try he iudgeth theyr iudgements all 2 He once shall say how long wyll ye geue sentence wrongfully How long wyll ye acceptours be of persons wickedly 3 Defend the
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
25 Thou laydst the earth in stable stay At first full strong by power deuine The heauens euen so none will denay Be wrought by thée wyth all their shyne 26 They all shall quayle thou yet shalt holde As garmentes worne waxe thinne and fine Thou shalt them change as vestures olde They shall be changd thus temporall 27 But thou art still as we behold And art that art perpetuall Thy yeares in length shal stand in déede For féele defect they neuer shall 28 We trust the more thy seruants séede Olde Abrahams stocke shal not decay Their issue Lord by thée shal spede Before thy face to dwell for aye The Collecte O Lord most mercifull protectour of all them that be in trouble who in thy self art god euerlasting shew thy mercy vpon vs so frayle and transitory as we be that we may reioyce in thy sauyng helth through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CIII The righteous man whom God doth feede Enioyneh his soule due laudes to sing For his great loue who knowth his nede From griefe and payne his hart to bring Who steyth his state all voyde of dread His dayes in peace with ioy to lead Thus playth his string Ì„Ì„ 1 ARise my soule blisse thou the Lord Addresse thy selfe his name to spread My senses all wyth iust accord Within without do it in dede Hys holy name due prayse record Thus byd ye be in his true word So oftâ—â— reade 2 Reuolue the same in gratefull mynde My soule I say to thée agayne His benefites to tell full kynde To thée it is most certaine gayne To God who will him faster bynde Of his good grace the more shall fynde I tell thée playne 3 Of all thy sinnes the giltines He pardon giueth full louingly In all thy sores of heuines Thou mayst in hym haue remedy If thou to hym makst thine accesse In stable hart with faithfulnes Thine ease to spy 4 His sauing helth comth prestly on To ryd thy life from peryls all To make thée scape confusion He geueth good eare whan thou doost call With mercy kinde euen he alone With round defence he crowneth thy mone No tyme to fall 5 With all good thinges in plesantnes He féedeth thy mouth he filleth thy will As Egle vseth her new to dresse In age for strength to cast her bill So he thy yeares reuiueth afreshe Such youth in age can God expresse O prayse hym still 6 The Lord can trye all wicked wayes All wrong to right whan he séeth best And though he sendth some bitter dayes He can them swéete with ioyfull rest True iudge he is the iust to rayse Whan force he beares his truth to prayse Than stay thy brest 7 To Moses once God did declare His wayes his will and all his trade His prouidence and daily care To kepe his flocke with gentle ayde To Israell what will he bare Theyr practise shewth how they dyd fare So safe to wade 8 They proued the Lord most pitifull Whole bent to grace in tyme of néede They felt hys helpe most mercifull To anger flow but prest to méede He pardon shewd most plentifull To hartes contrite and sorrowfull For they must spéede 9 As do sterne Lordes in cruelnes Alway he is not chidyng sore He kéepth not ire the poore to presse He mercy hath in louyng store And when he fumeth for giltines Yet mercy staith hys gentlenes Prayse hym the more 10 A proofe hereof in vs all spy He serueth not vs as we deserue As our foule sinnes for vengeance cry But féedth our want our néede to serue Though hym we greue as wretches thrall He guideth our life and stayth our fall Not far to swerue 11 How hye the heauens this earth surmount So far doth grace our gylt excell Hys mercies great most hily mount Upon those men in feare who dwel Which low in hartes theyr fautes recount To worship hym as feare is wont O loue hym well 12 How far the East is wyde from Weast Whose coastes and termes shal neuer méete So farre our sinnes be set at rest By hys good gift and pardon swéete Though vs he beateth as he knowth best No wrath it is but loue of breast No irefull heat 13 For lyke hys chylde the father vseth To nurture hym by chastisement Hym farre to draw from vayne abuse And yet but loue and pity ment So God to man doth mercy vse Who hym to feare doth not refuse And will repent 14 For he doth know our nature frayle Wherof and whence we all be made But dust and clay who soone may fayle Wyth weyght of earth all heauy lade Hys grace séeth this to our aduayle Els should we all both wepe and wayle Full euill apayde 15 Who markth of man hys yeres in trade Shall spy hys lyfe but misery Euen like to herbe though grene in blade That witherth soone to hay so dry For lyke as flowers in field do fade So wasteth man anone decayd In vanitie 16 This freshly flower if wyndes so sterne Do hym once shake he falth away That where he grew no man can learne For brittle flesh hath brittle stay Hys terme but short to tyme eterne By death once past none hym discernth From dust and clay 17 Though nought made here can euer last Gods mercy yet holdth stable hand On hym that feare to hym hath cast From age to age in euery land Hys righteousnes is set full fast To man bestowd it will not wast But aye shall stand 18 These men I meane of louely feare Be such as kepe hys godly wyll Which fast in mynd hys worde do beare In hart and tong to kepe it still And alway geueth full ready eare To God theyr Lord to them so deare To learne hys skill 19 Thys Lord in heauen hath set hys place From whence he séeth all mortall wayes Who rightly goth who halth in pace As lyfe he ruleth so death he stayes All rule doth stand in hys good grace The good to kepe the bad to chace To short hys dayes 20 O prayse thys Lord ye sprites of hys Ye angels pure of strength so great Ye worke hys wyll ye neuer misse Hys power ye know hys royall seat Ye know what Lord what God he is Ye heare hys voyce ye sée hys blisse Hys laudes intreat 21 O prayse the Lord all ye hys hostes Ye armies cleare of heauenly starres Ye sprites so swift ye firy ghostes In peace ye serue ye rule hys warres To do hys wyll ye renne as postes In heauen and earth in all theyr coastes As ministers 22 O all ye workes what names ye haue In all the world recount his grace To make you all he dyd withsaue Aduaunce thys Lord in tyme and place O thou my soule of thée I craue Extoll this Lord he wyll thée saue From wofull case ALmightye God creator and defender of all thy creatures specially of them which do put theyr trust in thee defend vs thy poore suppliauntes from all aduersitie that is set
of hym to stand Which turnth moist soyle to wildernes dryeth vp springs to land 34 A fruitefull earth he makth as salt and barren ground The dwellers sinnes be cause therof where in their liues be found 35 So he the desert makth to flow wyth water springes And soyle most dry from barennes by runnyng brookes he bringes 36 And there he setth to dwell all hungry nedefull men To build themselfe a city strong as Forte therto to renne 37 And there the fieldes they sowe and vineyardes large they plant Swéete frutes to beare of yeres increase to féede their néede want 38 All them he blessth wyth store they then increase most hye And suffreth not theyr cattell once to droupe or yet to dye 39 But when they fall to sinne he them decayth agayne By cruell powers he bringth them low with cares opprest payne ¶ The Rectors 40 When thus afflict they feele decay By Princes great abuse Though out of way a tyme they stray At last he them reduce 41 For he the poore returnd by smart Doth rayse from misery His householdes yet he makth in part As flockes of sheepe to ligh ¶ The Quiere 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 chylder of men Whose mercy so neare to them did appeare 42 That tymely they may this ponder aryght As righteous man in his duety so glad Is prest to reioyce wyth a godly delyte Where mouth of the bad shall dumly be sad The conclusion Mans hart that is wise these things wil aduise Pure thankes to procure â–ª to hys God for his cure And thus hys deuise may he iustly comprise Ryght oft is hys vre by loue to allure Kynde mercy so sure in hym doth endure Extoll hym I say both by night and by day Ren neuer astray from his mercifull way ¶ The Collecte WE do acknowledge O Lord thy manifolde mercies which thou doost daily bestow vppon our miserable necessities beseching thee as thou sittest in heauen on the ryght hand of thy father in throne of equall glory with him that we may worthely coÌ„ceiue and vnderstand this great mystery of thy inestimable mercies duely to laude the same to the glorye of thy name who with the father and the holy gost art worthy all prayse Amen ¶ Certayne verses of the sayd Psalme otherwise translated 6 When thus they cryed to God thus set in woes excesse Ryght soone he dyd deliuer them from all theyr hard distresse 7 For he led them the way both ryght and prosperous Wherby they did a citie fynde to dwell commodious 8 O that men would then prayse the Lordes benignitie To tell what actes ful strange he doth to mans posteritie 9 For that he doth refresh the soule in thyrst so dry And filleth the soule that hungry is wyth goodnes largely 13 When thus they cryed to God thus set in woes excesse Ryght soone he dyd deliuer them from all theyr hard distresse 14 For he then brought them forth from darke and dedly shade He brake theyr bondes and fetters strong to fréedom sure to wade 15 O that men would then prayse the Lordes benignitie To tell what actes ful strange he doth to mans posteritie 16 For he the gates of brasse hath all to shiuers broke And burst the barres a sunder quite in yron forgd by stroke 19 When thus they cryed to God thus set in woes excesse Ryght soone he dyd deliuer them from all theyr hard distresse 20 For he then sent hys worde he them restord by might Wherby they scapte destruction from peryll saued quite 21 O that men would then prayse the Lordes benignitie To tell what actes ful strange he doth to mans posteritie 22 That they would offer hym of thankes the sacrifice And full tell out hys workes so great in glad and thankfull wyfe 28 When thus they cryed to God thus set in woes excesse Ryght soone he dyd deliuer them from all theyr hard distresse 29 For he dryueth down the stormes and makth them soone to cease So that the waues be still agayne wherby they winne release 30 Then are they glad at hart because at rest they bée He bringth them thus to that theyr hauen which they so glad wold sée 31 O that men would then prayse the Lordes benignitie To tell what actes ful strange he doth to mans posteritie 32 That they would hym exalt when people most be met And prayse hym due where Elders bée together ioyntly set 40 Though he doth beare a whyle that tyrantes them oppresse And suffer them to go astray in wandryng wyldernesse 41 Yet he doth helpe the poore from hys great misery Hys householdes yet he makth in part as flockes of shepe to lye 42 The righteous man wyll this expend and eke reioyce Where that the mouth of wickednes shall whole be stopt in voyce 43 Who that is wyse I say will ponder all these thynges They shall so know what mercies frée the Lord in sorow bringes ¶ The Argument Psalme CVIII When Dauid kept Odollan caue Where Saule he scapte for all hys raue Thus thankes in song he dyd extende To God who did hys lyfe defende 1 MY hart to God is ready found Thy worthy laudes deuout to sound For sing I will and Psalmes recorde With glory due in tong and worde 2 Lyft vp thy selfe thou Psaltrye swéete Thou harpe euen so with tunes most méete For I my selfe will early ryse Newe songes to sing I wyll deuise 3 I thée wyll prayse O Lord in songe In peoples sight euen them among Yea Psalmes to thée I wyll arrect Among all folke of euery sect 4 For farre aboue the heauen we sée Standth firmly thy benignytie Thy fayth and truth as proufe doth teache Most nye the cloudes doth wholy reach 5 Be thou exalt O God on hye Aboue the heauens in maiestye Aboue all earth thy glory set That men may know thy power so great 6 That thy beloued from wretchednes Whole rydde may be in stablenesse Let thy right hand than vs preserue O aunswere me my turne to serue 7 God spake his word in holynes Wherein I ioy and shall no lesse All Sychem iust in partes I set And Sucoth vale I also met 8 All myne no doubt is Gilead And so is myne Manasses had And Ephraim my reigne the strength And Iuda is my guyde at length 9 Land Moab is my water pot And Idumye my conquerd lot Wheron my sho extend I wyll On Philistyne ioy shall I still 10 Who hath me brought to be so nye â–ª That cytye great â–ª so walled hye Who led me forth so iust to come To Idâ—mye to wynne renome 11 Was it not thou I say O God Which vs forsokst cast wyde abroade Which didst not walke as God with vs With our mayne hostes victorious 12 O geue vs helpe and that at hand Of all our griefe of troubles band For weake the helpe
short extrete of loue the strength So large in length in tast so sweete O charity thou art I wisse Of Man the blisse in ech degree O charity wyth vnity 14. Canticum graduum Ì„Ì„ 1 O Come and see how things most meete It is and sweete where men agree Whan brethren bound together dwell In peace so â—well In loue be founde O vnity keepe charitye 2 It is as sweete as Balme the best On head well drest which downe did fleete By berd and throte â–ª the berd I say Of Aaron gay his skirt of cote O charity seeke vnitye 3 It is as sweete as dewe that wont Fat Hermon mount to make so weete As dew no dout that heauenlye stils On Sion hils euen round about O vnity beare charity 4 For there euen there the Lord hath chargd Where peace enlargde most rule doth here All blisfull lyfe for aye to be Where men agree and voyd all strife O charity stirre vnity ¶ The Collecte Poure O Lord vpon thy church thy gift of brotherly charity and christiaÌ„ vnity that we may be sprinkled with the dew of thy â—pirituall oyntmente and so that we maye euer reioyce in the grace of thy benediction through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalm CXXXIIII The Leuites set in nights to sing To God so great their Lord and king On steps in sight some one by choyce Dyd thus excyte all mens reioyce So met to bring Both sprite and voyce 15. CanticuÌ„ Graduum 1 LO ye all here Ye seruants déere And ye that stand Of God so grand Now prayse the Lord By Gods accord By night in house And glorious Draw neere recorde His hand with vs. 2 Your handes lift hye Gods sacrary The Lord proclaime Enhaunce the same In holynes Due laude expresse Blisse ye his deede In fayth and dread Apply no lesse His fame to spread 3 The Lord of grace Blisse he this place Who heauen did make For all our sake From Sion Hyll Your hart and will And earth I say Both nighte and day Embrace him still Awake and pray The ende of the songes of the Stayers ¶ The Collecte WE thy seruantes all O Lorde who of duetye doe blesse thee alway with our thankes we hartâ—lye pray thee to vouchsafe to lighten vs darkened as we be with the night of this world whereby we may obtayne most large blessinge from that while we lifte vp our hands in good workes of our vocation through Christ our Lord. ¶ The Argument Psalme CXXXV This Psalme endited seemth for ministers in quiere Gods workes it telth vayne Gods it scornth it singth Gods laudes full cleare 1 O Worship thanke and praise the name of God the Lord Ye seruauntes all of thys your God laud ye with one accord 2 Ye ministers which stand in God the Lordes good house And kepe the courtes of this our God O prayse hym glorious 3 Laude ye the Lord for why the Lord is gracious Syng out his name for swéete it is to man delicious 4 The Lord no doubt hath chose vnto hymselfe in care Olde Iacobs stocke all Israell for hys peculyar 5 I knowe the Lord is great and hye I him estéeme And that our God passth other Gods which meÌ„ for gods do déeme 6 And what it lyketh them the Lord doth it in déede In heauen and earth in sea full out in déepes where fishes bréede 7 He vapours lifth from earth and they to clouds do renne He lightnings turnth to raine in store he winds drawth out of deÌ„ne 8 To quite their cruelnes he smote in Egypt land Theyr fruites first got not one to scape from man to beast in band 9 In midst of thee the Lord his signes and wonders sent Thou Egipt land which Pharao and all his seruants shente 10 He many countryes smote and dyuerse nations slew He vanguished most mighty kings and made them all to rew 11 Of Ammorites theyr kyng hight Seon hie in throne So Og that hog of Basan king and Canaans realmes echeone 12 And gaue theyr lands and holds for heritage of right For heritage to Israell his people whole and quite 13 O Lord thy name endureth for euer world to ende From age to age thy memory in fame shal stil extend 14 For now the Lord hath iudged his peoples cause most playne He them auengd and pleasd he was with all his flocke agayne 15 The Gentyls Images be siluer molt and gold But handy worke of wretched men how euer they be fold 16 Mouthes haue they made in them but speake nothing at al So eyes they haue and nought they see blind Gods and casuall 17 And eares they haue in shape and yet they heare no sound Where beast most domme hath life and sprite no breth in them is found 18 As they be all to see theyr makers be the leke Domme deafe and dead brute stockes and blocks so all which theÌ„ do seeke 19 Ye house of Israell do well prayse ye the Lord Yea Aarons house preach ye his praise the lords great actes record 20 Ye Leuis house and seede blesse ye the Lord all whole Ye all that feare and worship true this Lord most hye extoll 21 O praysed be the Lord of Sion nighte and day His place is set Hierusalem O prayse the Lord I say ¶ The Collecte O God of all comfort and swetenes whome all the world for thy incomporable gentlenes more worthely prayse we besech thee to kepe vs from all vayne errour of the Paynyms vanities to worshippe thee in sprite verity through Christ. The Argument Psalme CXXXVI The Rectors This Caroll sweete exhorth vs clere Gods goodnes great to prayse in quiere The Quiere That men wyth laudes should them inure For thankes breede thankes and grace procure The Meane So redy bendth hys loue so pure Which will in ioy our hartes assure \ \ The Rectors COnfesse and praise the Lord most kynde For God he is as man doth fynde The Quiere For euer standth hys mercy sure Hys grace to vs wyll styll indure The Meane So redy bendth hys loue so pure Which will in ioy our hartes assure Rectors 2 Confesse and prayse the God of Gods Who made vs first of earthly clods The Quiere For euer standth hys mercy sure Hys grace to vs wyll still endure The Meane So redie bendth hys loue so pure Which wyll in ioy our hartes assure Rectors 3 Confesse and prayse the Lord of Lordes Who made all thyng by strength of wordes The Quiere For euer standth hys mercy sure Hys grace to vs will still endure The Meane So redy bendth his loue so pure Who will in ioy our hartes assure Rectors 4 Who wrought alone actes maruelous 5 Who formd the heauens by wisdome thus 6 Who stretcht the earth on fluds from vs. The Quiere Who dyd all this in hys good cure For euer standth hys mercy sure The Meane His grace to vs doth still endure Which will in ioy our hartes assure Rectors 7
Who made great lightes in firmament 8 The sunne for day in regiment 9 The moone and starres on night to glent The Quiere Who dyd all thys in hys good cure For euer standth hys mercy sure The Meane His grace to vs doth still endure Which will in ioy our hartes assure Rectors 10 Who Egipt smote with their first borne 11 And brought fro thence the Iewes forlorne 12 By mighty strength both night and morne The Quiere Who dyd all this in hys good cure For euer standth his mercy sure The Meane His grace to vs doth still endure Which will in ioyes our hartes assure Rectors 13 Who sea so red dyd whole deuide 14 And Iacob made through it to slide 15 But Pharo drownd his host beside The Quiere Who dyd all this in hys good cure For euer standth hys mercy sure The Meane His grace to vs doth still indure Who will in ioyes our hartes assure Rectors 16 Who led his flocke by wildernes 17 Who slew great kinges of Heathennes 18 The strongest kings he put to stresse The Quiere Who dyd all this in hys good cure For euer standth hys mercy sure The Meane His grace to vs doth still endure Who will in ioyes our hartes assure Rectors 19 As Seons brags and Ogs despites 20 Of Basan kinges and Amorites 21.22 Whose landes he made true Iacobs rightes The Quiere Who dyd all thys in hys gyod cure For euer standth hys mercy sure The Meane Hys grace to vs doth still endure Who wyll in ioyes our hartes assure Rectors 23 Who mynded vs in trouble set 24 And vs redeemd from them vs fret 25 Who heapeth all flesh with heaped met The Quiere Who dyd all thys in hys good cure For euer standth hys mercy sure The Meane His grace to vs doth still endure Who will in ioy our hartes assure Rectors 26 Then prayse and thanke the God of heauen With hart with tonge with lyfe most cleane The Quiere For euer standth hys mercy sure Hys grace to vs wyll styll endure The Meane So redy bendth hys loue so pure Which wyll in ioy our hartes assure Rectors O thinke and thanke the Lord of Lordes His thoughtes his actes hys louely wordes The Quiere For euer standth his mercy sure To thankefull hart it wyll endure The Meane So redy bendth hys loue so pure Which will in ioy our hartes assure The Collect. BE myndfull O Lord of our misery whych art Lord of all mercye and graunte that as thou leadest the fathers into the lande of promyse so to restore vs to the heauenly land of all felicitie through Christ c. The Argument Psalm Cxxxvij When Babilon the Iewes supprest they tell how they did playne From whence well rid they her detest to wishe her spoylde agayne Ì„Ì„ 1 AT water sides of Babilon euen there we sate and wept â–ª While Syon mount â–ª we thought vpoÌ„ remembring Gods precept 2 We hong among the Salow trées our Harpes and Organs all No ioy we had with wéeping eyes to matters musicall 3 They craued of vs who thrald vs wrong Some dyties melody In scorne they sayd sing vs some song Of Syon merely 4 How can we syng sayd we agayne The Lordes swéete songes deuyne In land so strange â–ª who vs constrayne we must all mirth resigne 5 If I should thee cast out of mynde O good Ierusalem I would my hand went out of kinde to play to pleasure them 6 Yea let my tonge to palate sticke if that I minde thee not If Syons prayse I should not seeke â–ª as chiefe to ioy in that 7 The Edomits O Lord requite for Salâ—ms heauy day Who cryed wast her spoyle her in sight euen flat on ground to lay 8 O Babilon thou doughter light which waylst thy spoyling déepe Well mought he spéede that thee did quite as thou madst vs to weepe 9 And well fare him that toke thee ones which vs downe fiercely threwest Who slong thy babes agaynst the stones as ours in rage thou flewest ¶ The Collect. ALmighty God the strong deliuerer of al them that be bound in captiuity graunte vs so to rebounde thy praise in agreable consent of spiritual songs that where out lyues harts hath hetherto bene in a discord from thy holy wils and as outlawes haue wandred astraye nowe restore vs againe by thy mightye power in one vnitye to glorifye thy name throughe Christe The Argument Psalm CXXXVIII Whan Dauid skapt much wo on kynde Thus thanks to God he dyd extende So taughte by proofe he vowed in mynde That he of God would styll depende As he entendth 1 I Wyll O Lord geue thankes to thée My hart therto doth wholy bende Before the powrs as Gods they bée So sing I will my voyce to spend Els God forfend 2 I knéele to thy right regal cell To prayse thy name for truth and loue Thy word and name thou madst excell Aboue all thinges the déede doth proue As men expende 3 For this I sawe what day I cryed Thou answerdst me most louingly To my poore soule thou lentst I spyed More grace so strength to multiply Thus didst thou lende 4 All kings of earth prayse thée they must O Lord most true as right allowth When they shall here performed iust Thy word to me which spake thy mouth They will contende 5 Loe they shall sing with harts most free Of all the Lords most rightful wayes That great is God in maiesty So they his name shall euer prayse and thanks repend 6 And that the Lord though placed hye Who glory hath as God aboue Yet he the meke respecth full nye And knowth the proud from far aloofe him low to bend 7 What though I walke in midst of woe Yet wilt thou me reuiue and ease And stey by power myne Irefull foe Thy right hand strong shall me release Thy helpe to send 8 The Lord shall this performe for me That is begon to bringe to ende Thy grace benigne Lord aye shal be Thy handy woorke thou wilt not blende But still defend ¶ The collect MVltiplye thy strength in vs O Lorde and enlarge the powers of our soules ' that while we worship thee dayly in thy holy temple at the last we may glory with thy elect angels in heauen through Christe ¶ The Argument Psalm Cxxxix When Dauid mysreported was that he would Saul subuert He thus appeald to God hymself who knew hys giltles hart Ì„ 1 O God thou hast ful searcht me out Thou knowst my harte and reines Accused I am to compasse in Both king and realme wyth traynes 2 My sitting downe my rising vp my Actes thou knowest echone Thou vnderstandst my thoughts a far before I thinke them on 3 My walks thou knowst my rests steys my bed thou goest abcute Yea al my wayes thou hast contriued all sercht by the no doute 4 No secret word in all my tonge so whispered closly in But thou O Lord it knowst at whole although it make no dinne 5 For
and byddeth vs prayse That first and last doth vs behooue Whan thyngs be past and spent our dayes Yet laudes shall last wyth thankefull loue Alleluya In heauen aboue 1 O Prayse ye God of excellence In his respect of holynes And prayse ye hys magnifycence In fyrmament of stablenes Wyth lowlines 2 O prayse ye hym as Sauiour For his sweete actes heroycall And prayse ye hym as gouernour For his great power potentiall most principal 3 O prayse ye hym for maiesty In trompets sound effectuouse And prayse yee hys Authority In lute and harpe melodiouse most studiousâ— 4 O prayse ye hym all sapyent In Tymbrell sweete wyth daunce in quiere And prayse ye hym so prouident In fydle strâ—ung in recordere wyth harty chere 5 O prayse ye hym all bountifull In Cymbals sound out lowd in state And prayse ye him so pytyfull In Cymbals sound more mittigate Omnis Spiritus laudet Dominum Full moderate 6 Let all with breath or lyfe endued Or what with sound is fortefied Prayse out the Lord in state renewed For grace and power applied To none denyed Alleluya I chaunter cry to all you here Prayse ye the Lord with harty cheare ¶ The Collecte MOst laudable and mercifull God beyng the swete Tenor of all our harmony which doost here exercise our hartes otherwhiles wyth songes of teares and lamentations and otherwhiles of ioy and gladnes Graunte we beseche thee that after wee haue songe vp our temporall songes in praysing of thy name wee may at last bee associated to that heauenly quire aboue to behold thy glorious maiestye wyth thy saintes thorough c. FINIS ¶ Gloria Patri for diuers Metres To God on hye in vnitie agayne In Trinitie in vnitie agayne Reigne power and prayse to hym be geuen Amen As due alwayes to hym be geuen Amen To God on hye be prayse The father first of myghtâ— To Christ his sonne and their good sprite â–ª For euer due of ryght His name be blest in vnitie For euer one in Trinitie From this tyme forth as it hath bene Say we therto Amen Amen To God on hye in Trinitie In vnitie yet one agayne Reigne power praise most due to see Be alway geuen of mortall men So mought it be Say we Amen To God the father first of myght To Christ his sonne both God and Lord To God of them the holy sprite Though three yet one in iust accorde Reigne power and prayse as due by right Ascribe we all in open sight With all our might Te Deum O God we prayse the Lord most hye Which liust and reignst eternally Wâ—th hart voyce in one accorde We knowledge thee to be the Lorde And all the earth doth worship thee As Lord and God our king to be All things were made by word of thyne Thou father art of power deuine All aungels lowde to thee doth crye They laude thy name continually The heauens and all the powers therin Thy prayse to spred do neuer lynne To thee do cry the mighty sprites The Cherubins all dayes and nights And Ceraphin doth neuer cesse Thy louely laudes full out t' expresse And thus they crye in sweete accord O holy holy holy Lord Thou art of hosts the guyde and boote Thou Lord thou God of Sabbaoth Thy maiesty and power of hoste Do spred the heuens in glory most The earth is fylde with thy great fame With thy great power and gloriouse name Thapostles gard so gloriouse Extoll thy name most precious Which haue by déedes of worthinesse Set forth thy prayse and noblenes The Godly band of prophets wyse To prayse thée God they whole deuise Which haue declard thy holy will From age to age for euer still The Martyrs meeke of army stronge Which spent theyr bloud for thee so longe Do glorifye thy blessed name And prayse thee Lord thou most of fame The holy church through world so wyde Do knowledge thee the Lord and guyde They do confesse thy power and might And knowledge thee eche day and night The father God eternally Of power so great and maiestye That rulst and dwelst in heauen aboue As father God which doost vs loue The church euen so most faythfully Confesse in truth and vnitye That Tower of strength that holy one Thy honorable only sonne The holy church confesseth eke The holy sprite in fayth alyke O blessed God our harts enspyre Thou holy Ghost thou comforter Thou art O Christ of glory kyng And beame most bright so glisteringe Thy hart so kinde is knowne to all Thou diedst for man to rid his thrall Of Father God â–ª in mighty throne Thou art O Christ aye lasting sonne Begot before â–ª the worlds were made Or els of earth foundation layde When thou didst take that worke on thee Mankind to bring to liberty The Uirgines wombe thou didst accept Nor it abhordst nor it reiect When thou hadst sâ—ayne of death the darte Of Sathans power and hell the smarte The heauenly gates thou opendst free To all that did beleue on thee On Gods right hand thou sittest full nye â–ª In equall power and maiestye With father God in iust accord In heauen thou sitst O Christ our Lord. We do beleue when th' end shal be That thou shalt come in maiestye Where thou shalt sit as iudge to déeme Both quicke and dead as thee beseme Helpe thou therfore thy seruants true With thee do pray with harts moste due Which thou redemdst of hart so good With sheding out thy precious bloud Wyth thy good saynts make them to be So numbred whole in company That they may ioy in glory iust From earth from sinne â–ª most clene discust By thy good grace thy people saue O Lord theyr helpe in thee they haue They put themselfs to thy good charge O blesse thou God thyne heritage Direct thou them in thy right way And gouerne them â–ª to thée we pray And lift them vp for euer still Exalt them hye by thy good will We thee O Lord do magnify Still day by day â–ª continually As so O God most due it is We should not be therto remisse Thy worship asketh the same of vs It is so good so bounteouse Thy name to prayse we do entend For euer world withouten end This day preserue our harts within And kepe O God our soules from sinne Uouchsafe O Lord to kepe vs pure In thy good lawes â–ª our liues assure Haue mercy Lord on vs we call Haue mercy still vpon vs all Without the whych we cannot stand We clayme the strength of thy good hand Let mercy light on vs O Lord We trust in thee with one accord We do thus craue most earnestly As we do put our trust in thee In thée O Lord I haue my trust In thée my hope and helpe so iust Beholde O God I stand to thée Then let me not confounded bée ¶ The song of the three Children Quire * Prayse ye the king of kinges Blesse ye the Lorde of
enemye thy wastes haue now their ende As citie bée destroyed by thée theyr fame wyth them is shend 7 But Gods deuise shall stand and rise the Lord shall still endure In iust regard he hath prepard his seat to iudge vs sure 8 For righteousnes he will expresse when he shall iudge the land And iudge shall hée in equitie his folke by rightfull hand 9 The Lord I say will be all day a fence for man opprest A refuge swéete in season méete when griefe at hand is prest 10 Who knowth thy name will trust the same for they thy worde do léeke For their aduayle thou wilt not fayle all them that thée do séeke 11 O prayse the Lord in psalmes accorde who dwelth in Zion place Declare his strength with wordes at length to folke of his good grace 12 For whan in ire â–ª he doth enquire for bloud he them recounth He will not yet the poore forget theyr cryes to hym do mount 13 O Lord me saue and mercy haue expende my wofull state How suffer I myne enemy ryd me from death the gate 14 That I may tell thy daughters well of Zyon all thy prayse To sprede in stréete thy health so swéete to ioye thy health alwayes 15 The Heathen bée sonke downe ye sée in pit that they dyd delue Their owne set net theyr foote hath get and trapt therwith themselue 16 The Lord is séene how he hath béene true iudge to wicked bandes The wycked is well snarde iwis wyth workes of hys owne handes 17 The naught shall dwell euen thrust to hell if they wyll not repent Yea all the rout that put God out of mynde shall foule be shent 18 For God so wyse wyll not despyse alway the poore that wayle The restfull harte of mysers smarte for euer shall not quayle 19 Up Lord to stand lest vpper hand man get of thy good flocke The Heathens spite iudge thou in â—ight wyth all theyr broode and stocke 20 Put them in feare thy dread to beare O Lord themselfe to sée As wretched men how wyde they renne in errour all from thée ¶ The Collecte LOrde of all comforte and consolation fulfill our hartes with thy heaueÌ„ly ioye to confesse thy name before the powers of this wycked worlde and so assist wyth thy protection that we may persist agaynst all our enemies finally to reioyce in thy helpe saluation Through c. The Argument Psalme X. This Psalme dependth it prayth against the proude Of thothers ende it prayth against the proude Who vse theyr might theyr ende not so allowed To boste in spight theyr ende not so allowed 1 WHy stondst so far and art no nar O Lord why hydest thy face When trouble ryse wilt thou deuise in néede to shew no grace 2 Whyles men of pryde so wycked byde the poore in fire is brent Let them in wiles and all theyr guiles be trapt wyth lyke entent 3 Thungodlies actes his bostes and crackes be praysed at his desire With prayse all rouse the couetous whom God abhorrth in ire 4 The wycked wyght so vaunteth in sight of God to force right nought He taketh no care in welthy fare no God in all his thought 5 Hys croked wayes â–ª all greuous layes thy iudgements scape his eyes He feareth no man say what he can all foes he doth dispise 6 In his proud brayde his hart thus sayd tushe who shall cast me downe No harme or woo can chance me to my power kepeth my renowne 7 His mouth euen flowes with cursing throws he ioynth deceyt and fraude Ungodlynes in folyshnes his tong hath vnder yawde 8 He lurkth in stréete as théefe is méete so close wyth all the riche The iust to kill in peuishe will the poore he marketh mich 9 In denne he dwelth as lyon fell and lurketh the poore to snatche The poore by might to rauishe quyte whom he in net doth catche 10 He falth at eye most fawningly yet guiles be all his fruites That this poore sort myght so resort in handes of hys deputes 11 His hart sayth tush he thinkth euen thus that God forgotten hath His face away he turnth he sayth he séeth no poore mans scath 12 Yet God and Lord for thy true worde arise lyft vp thy hande The poore defend thy might extend forget not hym in bande 13 Why thus so loude should men so proude prouoke almighty God Tush thou they say wilt search no day their hartes talke thus so brode 14 Thou séest at eye and markst full nye to quyte all wrong and stresse The poore doth stand to thy good hand thou aydst all comfortlesse 15 Breake downe the power the malice sower of wycked man so blynde If thou in tyme wouldst searche hys cryme no where thou shouldst hym fynde 16 Our lyuing Lord by truthes record is kyng for aye no doubt The heathen spyte shall perishe quyte from land of hys full out 17 Thou Lord hast hard in good regard the sutes of all the poore Theyr hartes in care thou didst prepare thou hardst both day and hower 18 To iudge the stresse of fatherlesse to helpe the poore to right That earthly man agaynst them than no more might rise in sight ¶ The Collecte O God of all mercye open we beseche thee thyne eares to our meeke confession of thy name thou neuer forsakest them that trust therto graunt that we may be deliuered from the gates of perpetual death and finally to escape the craftye traynes of the temptour Through c. The Argument Psalme XI Here hast thou proofe strong fayth in stormes to stand How it behoueth strong fayth in stormes to stand Agaynst the trayne of all the diuelishe band Of errours vayne of all the diuelishe band 1 IN Lord so great my hope is set why than my soule bid ye That she should hast as bird agast to hils that desert be 2 The wycked loe haue bent theyr bowe theyr shaftes in quiuer thrust To shoote from hye all priuelye at men of hart so iust 3 If earth the ground tournd vpside downe though heauen and earth should fall The iust in woe what should he do but sticke to God in all 4 The Lord is yet in temple set in heauen the Lord hath place The poore he spyeth as thence he trieth mens childerns walkes and pase 5 The Lord alowth and iust auowth the rightwise man full well His soule defieth whose hart applieth in wickednes to dwell 6 Downe he shall rayne to theyr great payne vpon th'ungodlies hart Snare brymstone fyre wyth tempestes ire these stormes theyr cup in part 7 For as the Lorde is iust in worde so loueth he sothfastnes Hys ryghtfull eye will pleasauntly behold all righteousnes ¶ The Collecte DIrect thy mercifull eyes almighty God vpon the humble state of vs thy poore seruauntes fence vs wyth the armour of true fayth So that we escapyng the dartes of all wickednes may bee able to kepe perpetuall equitie and righteousnes to the laud of thy name
lest and most To know that guide true Iacob hath euen God in euery cost 14 These men at euen will them retyre they grenne as dogs to byte The citie they walke all on fyre as pickethankes them delyte 15 For meate they range both here and there still hungry let them bée And satisfied be they no where no rest or sléepe to sée 16 But I shall sing thy strength and power at morne to prayse thy grace For thou hast bene my fort and tower In all my wofull race 17 O thou my strength all whole alone to sing to thée I shall Thou refuge wart in all my moue my God most liberall ¶ The Collecte LOrd almighty whose power and mercy we do laud and prayse most worthely both euen and morne we beseche thee that thou wouldest so preserue oure powers from all darkenes of the nyght that we maye be beautified wyth the clearenes of the pure workes of thy law through Christ c. The Argument Psalme LX. Whyle Saule dyd raigne all Iury mournde by Paynyms sore opprest In fayth to God here Dauid tournd and conquerd them to rest 1 O God thou hast repeald vs long and scattred vs abrode Thy heauy wrath fell vs among O turne and stay thy rod. 2 Euen thou that hast sore shakt our land well nye to shiuerâ—â— rent Heale thou the brekes by thy good hand it realeth to râ—iâ—e â—ent 3 Most dreadfull sightes and dolorous thou madest thy people spy Such wyne thou gauest for drynke to vs which greued vs inwardly 4 Yet hast thou geuen â–ª thyne arke as â—igne to such as feare thy name To blanke theyr foes that would repyne thy truth protesth the same 5 Thy louers all great daungers fled and rid from harmes full safe By thy right hand let me be led and my requestes vouch saue 6 God spake the worde in sanctuary which makth me glad to byde I Sychem will part myne to lye and Succoth vale deuyde 7 Myne Gilead Manasses myne both twayne be myne intiere My strength of head is Ephraim and Iuda legisterâ— 8 So Moab stout shall bow hys head to serue as washepot aye On Edom land my shoo shall tread ioy thou Philistea 9 Than who shall lead me strayt to flye into the citie strong Who me will bring to Iduâ—ye to conquere them among 10 Art thou not he O God I say which thus hast cast vs out Whych dydst refuse to lead the way to guide our armies stout 11 O than be thou our helpe at nede to ease our troubles yet For humayn helpe is vayne to spéede mans arme to weake is set 12 No doubt by God we shall achyue great acts we trust euen thus For he alone our foes shall dryue to treade them downe for vs. The Collecte ALmighty most merciful God the onely recouerer ruler of mankynd which doost so deiect thy faithfull seruauntes that therby thou meanest to promote them so doost humble theÌ„ that therby thou entendst to bryng theÌ„ to thy heuenly kyngdom kepe we beseche thee the deuout hartes of thy seruauntes that whyle they submitte themselues in true penitent hartes to thy mercy they may be healed froÌ„ all comebrance of conscience to enioy eternall lyfe thorough the gift of thy sonne c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXI This prayth in payne and stresse as far exylde and fled and thanks it giueth for succor sent it figurth chrict our hed 1 MY cryeng heare O God That voyce doth sing in song Geue eare to me thus cast abrode as fled for feare of wrong 2 From furthest coastes of earth To thée shall come my cry Whyle hart féelth griefe to rocke me lead That hygher is than I. 3 For thou hast bene my trust In whome I hopt alone Of refuge strong and tower so sure To fence from me my fone 4 In thyne owne tente by thée For aye I trust to dwell Wythin thy wynges most couertly To lye I trust full well 5 For thou my God hast heard My vowes and prayers sad And them thou gauest an heritage Thy name who duly dâ—ad 6 The kyng hys dayes wyth dayes Thou shalt encrease in length Hys yeares to be perpetuall Euen thus thou shalt hym strength 7 For euer he shall dwell Before hys God in sight O than prepare hym grace and truth Which may defend hys might 8 In Psalmes to prayse thy name I will whyle world doth last And pay my vowes most thankfully From day to day as fast ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God which art most mercifull comforter of all maner trouble and anguishe of hart we beseche thee defend thy familie from the face of the enemy to be in suertie by thee in the tower of streÌ„gth that we may at last dwell in thy heauenly tabernacles through c. The Argument Psalme LXII This Psalme exhorth to God to stand Agaynst all mens pursuites It shewth to faith Gods mighty hand Mans brags it vayne reputes 1 SHall not 〈◊〉 my soule in silence looke to God as subiect still From whom my helth and helpe I tooke when woes my hart dyd fill 2 No dout he is my rocke and health my fort of strength and ayde I trust the lesse â–ª by foes in stealth to fall as one dismayde 3 How long wyll ye wyth wycked guiles thus me poore man inuade Ye all shall quayle as wall that reales as rotten hedge doth â—ade 4 To driue hym low they mete for this whom God would haue excell They loue but lyes theyr tonges can blisse theyr hartes yet curse to feâ—â— 5 But yet my soule to God be still in silence pacient And tary him in quiet wyll from whom shall health be sent 6 No doubt I say he is my strength my health my fortresse hye I feare no â—oyle to shrynke at length where God doth fortifie 7 Wyth God is layd my health full sure and he my glory iust My rocke of strength that wyll endure in God is whole my trust 8 Trust aye in hym ye people whole to hym poure out your hartes Our hope is God O hym extoll he health alway impartes 9 But Adams broode is vayne to sée mens children lyers bée They wayghed in schooles ascend more hye more lyght then vanitie 10 Then hope ye not lâ—st vayne ye be in wrong and robbery If ryches flow aboundantly no hart to them apply 11 God once dyd speake and once agayne and twyse I haue it harde That power is Gods in stable raigne which we should all regarde 12 And that O Lord in thée aryght is mercy mixt also For thou shalt quite to euery wyght in déede as he shall do ¶ The Collecte MAke oure sowles subiectes to thy godlye gouernance most louing father whiche art our onely pacieÌ„ce that we may renownce the transytory goods of this present worlde with all the vanityes therof so to folow thee to the eternall lyfe in heauen through Christ our Lorde c. The Argument Psalme LXIII Poore Christen
they are So wrougt to man of Adams lyne they passe mans wyt to 〈◊〉 6 He turnd the sea to land whose worke alone it is that through the sea dry shod they went our father 's ioyd of 〈◊〉 7 He rulth the world by myght hys eyes the Paynyms 〈◊〉 And who rebels as voyd of fayth no grace shall them ensue 8 O blisse our God wyth thanks ye people more and lesse And sée ye cause all speche voyce that they his laudes expressâ— 9 For he hath set our soule in lyfe most safe and sound He suffreth not our féete to slyde to slyp vpon the ground 10 For thou O God most hye hast proued vs narowly Thou hast vs tryed as siluer is by furnace fined therby 11 Thou broughts vs nye to traps of foes besiegd strayt Our loynes backs bare painful lodes of griefs in heuy way 12 Thou hast set man on vs on thus our heds to ryde We past by fire and water to yet roume thou gauest vs wyde 13 Thy house I wyll go in wyth offringes brent therfore My vowes to pay I wyll not misse to the behight before 14 Which vowes dyd cause my lyps themselfe to open wyde All which my mouth dyd promise iust when trouble me did stryde 15 Brent offryngs wyll I geue to thée of lambes most fat Wyth smoke of rambes wyth ore and goat I wyll ful glad do that 16 All ye that God do feare O come and harken now I wyll you tell how louingly my soule he dyd auow 17 I dyd but cry wyth mouth my hart felâ— strayght his ease My tonge therfore dyd him extoll wyth prayse it did not cease 18 If I yet thus in hart ought wyckedly had ment The Lord my sute would not haue heard in suttle false entent 19 Where now the Lord heard me â–ª by proofe it is discust My voyce and vowe in prayer made he dyd consider iust 20 O bless be God which did no tyme my sute relect No tyme his grace forsooke my nede he neuer me neglect ¶ The Collecte POure into our hartes O Lord â–ª desire to glorifie thy excellent name and maiestie that while wee endeuour our selues to decline the vayne amitie of this worlde we may be refreshed by thy grace to beare quietly all thy probations trials which thou sendst to purge vs wyth still to sing in hart thy perpetuall laudes Through Christ. c. The Argument Psalme LXVII Thys song in all propheticall Doth cleare expresse Christes raigne in flesh Whose beames so bright dyd shyne in sight That all to come must prayse his dome Must prayse his dome 1 GOd graunt wyth grace he vs embrace In gentle part blisse he our hart With louyng face shyne he in place His mercies all on vs to fall On vs to fall 2 That we thy way may know all day Whyle we do sayle thys world so frayle Thy healthes reward is nye declarde As playne at eye all Gentils spye all Gentils spy 3 Let thée alwayes the people prayse O God of blisse as due it is The people whose mought thée extoll From whome all thyng they sée to spryng they sée to spryng 4 All folke reioyce lyft vp your voyce For thou in sight shalt iudge them ryght Thou shalt direct the Gentiles sect In earth that bée to turne to thée to turne to thée 5 Let thée alwayes the people prayse O God of blis as due it is The people whole mought thée extoll From whom all thyng they sée to spryng they sée to spryng 6 The earth shall bud hys fruites so good Then thankes most due from it shall sue And God euen he our God most frée Shall blesse vs aye from day to day from day to day 7 So God our guide shall blesse vs wyde Wyth all increase no tyme to cease All folke therby on earth which ligh Hys name shall feare and loue hym beare and loue hym beare ¶ The Collecte SHine thine amiable countinance vpon vs O Lorde graunt vs thy heauenly benediction that while we acknowledge thy worthines in reuerent feare we may be made worthy to receyue the fruite of righteousnes in presence of thy maiestie through Christ c ¶ The Argument Psalme LXVIII The Hebrues sang this Psalme in warre against their foes to fight So Christen man at Christ his foes may pray the same in sprite 1 LEt God aryse in maiestie and scattred be hys foes Yea flée they all hys sight in face to him which hateful goes 2 As smoke is driuen comth to nought repulse theyr tyranny At face of fyre as wax doth melt Gods face the bad mought flée 3 But let the iust be glad in thys and ioy in God hys sight For Gods great power stable truth in myrth let them delite 4 O sing to God sound out hys name sée hym ye magnify He rydeth on heauens hys name is God in him reioyce ye hiâ— 5 He father is to fatherles of widowes iudge he is Euen God hymselfe which euer dwelth in holy place of hys 6 Thys God he makth the desolate in housholdes great to grow He loseth the thrall quyte out of bandes and bringth the wycked low 7 O God when thou wentst forth as guide before the people out When thou dydst walke in wyldernes which thyng thou dydst no doubt 8 The erth then shooke at face of god the heuens did drop swel Mount Synay Gods face dyd feare Gods face of Israell 9 Thou pourdst O God thy fruitful shoures on thine enheritaÌ„ce When faynt they were wyth ease agayne theyr strength thou didst aduaunce 10 Thy church and flocke to dwel therin thou shalt it thus refresh So thou prepardst for all thy poore O God in gentlenes 11 Such good effect god gaue hys word to them that shewd his might They dyd â—ut preach his armies strong how they exceld in sight 12 How kyngs wyth hostes most fiercely set yet fled discomfited And householdes whole that kept at home the spoyle they dyd deuyde 13 Though ye haue lyne among the pots as black as coale in sight ye shal be whyte as doue with winges milke white and fethers bright 14 WheÌ„ God great kings threw out of land though earst hys flock was blacke then gan they loke as white as snow as lyeth on salmons backe 15 Gods hyll is fat as Basan hyl a mount that stately standth Wyth cliffes on hye lyke Basan monnt it riseth it is so grand 16 Why leape ye so to spyte thys mount ye toppy hillockes gay This is gods mount where God hath dwelt he there shal dwel for aye 17 Gods charets be ten thousands twyse of angels millions Wyth them is God wyth hys good grace as God loued Syna ones 18 Thou stiedst on hie thou thraldom caughtst receiuing gifts in men Yea faythles eke thou tookst to grace that God myght dwell in them 19 O blest be God who day by day doth heape hys gyftes on vs Thys God is God
our wealth to grace that we conuert Remoue thine ire impart thy health forgeue our foule desert 5 Eternall God agaynst vs thus for euer wilt thou threate Shalt thou thyne ire stretch out to vs from age to age so great 6 Uphold thy worde to vs returne and quicken vs agayne So shall thy flocke no longer mourne but ioy in thée full fayne 7 Shew vs thy grace O Lord of power that it we may perceyue And geue to vs thy sauiour that health we myght receyue 8 Plaine wyll I heare what God shall speake for peace he shall denounce To all hys folke and louers eke that they their vyce renounce 9 All they no doubt who will hym feare is hys saluation nye Hys glory than shall iust appeare in all our land at eye 10 Ryght frendlines and veritie they shall ech others méete So ryghteousnes and peace from hye shall kisse eche other swéete 11 Known truth from earth shal then out spring wyth all good fruites aryght For ryghteousnes all florishyng from heauen shall cast her sight 12 Euen thus the Lord shall manifest hys bounteous goodnes neare That full our land wyth grace possest all godly frutes shall beare 13 Ryght iustice eke shall be hys guide that strait may good man walke His wayes and gate her steps shall stryde no tyme the ryght to balke ¶ The Collecte PArdon O mercifull Lord the sinnefulnes of all thy people and shew to vs thy mercy and light which may lead vs into the way of peace by followyng the guidance and direction of thy righteousnes through Iesus Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXXXVI Here Dauid prayth this Psalme I say That Saule hym fraith with great distresse But Christ more true yea Christ doth pray â–ª Who once did sue as man in flesh To scape all spite but most for vs He this endight and sayth euen thus and sayth euen thus 1 BOw downe thyne eare O Lord heare me For thée I feare as God most hye Whose fauour kynd my hart would sée I fayne would finde thy grace at eye For poore I lye all wrapt in thrall My wante I spye to thée I call To thée I call 2 My soule preserue for thyne it is Aye thée to serue vnfainedly So wholy bought it may not misse Kéepe then in thought my Lord sayd I Thy seruant poore to thée I call To thée the more wythstand my fall Wythstand my fall 3 Extend thy grace saue me O Lord And shew thy face all louingly In mercy so thy grace aforde I stand therto assuredly Wherto I hyed to seke for ease And dayly cryed I wyll not cease I wyll not cease 4 O Lord make glad thy seruantes hart My state full sad and soule is fret To thée I go from thée to start From all my wo I wyll not yet I mourne to thée â–ª in soules disease Though hie thou bée I trust to please I trust to please 5 For kynde thou art O Lord of grace Of gentle hart and mercifull To all a lyke in euery place Who wyll thée seke most bountefull In stable fayth thou art to spie In thée who stayth who mournth in thée Who mournth in thée 6 Agayne I say my Lord geue care To thée I praye in thys my mone Thou knowst my paine which now I beare My foes restraine I wéepe alone Expende my crie full bitterlie Thou séest I ligh all heauilie All heauilie 7 When troubles rise in dreadfull dayes In sundrie wise on thée I call I drawe thée neare in all my frayes For thou wilt heare when I am thrall Then helpe me send from heauen so bright As trustie frend my hart to light My hart to light 8 None like to thée O God most hie Of Gods that be all day so sought For wit for might for maiestie Thy workes be right thy dedes be wrought Who wyll contend wyth thée in sight As them to mend O most of myght O most of myght 9 All people iust whom thou hast fourmd Now come they must to worship thée O Lord full low wyth mynd refourmd And them bestow in hart most frée Thy grace to prayse thy name to sprede So good alwayes theyr doynges lead Theyr doynges lead 10 For God art thou thou wonders doost As once so now thou shewest thy myght Thou madest all thyng on earth and dust The heauens do sing thy power in sight No God but thée shall Paynyms néede As eye may sée by Gospels réede By Gospels réede 11 Teach me thy way O Lord agayne That sue I may thy truth so frée All walke to it make me to strayne My hart O knit in thée to lygh Wyth reuerence to loue thy name In confidence to feare the same To feare the same 12 I thée wyll thanke O Lord my God Wyth hart most franke to sing thy prayse Thy louyng grace so wyde and brode I wyll embrace fall out my dayes Thyne excellence I wyll proclayme Wyth diligence to shew thy name To shew thy name 13 Thyne actes to me I must confesse Full great they be myne eyes doth sée Thou rydst full quyte my depe distresse By thy great myght thou madest me frée My soule of late nye gone and lost From hell the state all nethermost All nethermost 14 O God so great the proud aryse At me they fret in numbers ryfe The worst of all in cruell wyse They wyshe my fall they seke my lyfe They feare not thée they much do boast Thy face they flée in euery coast In euery coast 15 But thou O Lord yet God most méeke As truth recordth of louyng brest Art pitifull thée poore to séeke To wrath but dull to mercy prest In grace and truth looke thou on vs To mone in ruth all gratious All gratious 16 O turne to me and turne anone My rocke to be thy grace I craue Thy seruant strength for which I grone That I at length my soule to saue Wyth thée may wonne in thy cleare house Thy handmaiâ—s sonne all glorious All glorious 17 O shew to me for good some signe Some amitie shew thou in sight Agaynst my foes though foes repyne Thou healtst my woes to shame theyr spite That they may sée and so agrée I stayde by thée in comfort frée In comfort frée ¶ The Collecte O Lord of all comfort and compassion we beseche thee to cheare the countenaunce of the congregation of thyne elect familie from all terrours of hell and other hostilitie so that we may bee protected by the louyng visage of thy grace in beholdyng our miserable trauayle that we haue in thys worlde that by thee we may haue the dominion of our carnall affection to tread them vnder foote Through Christ. The Argument Psalme LXXXVII This pleasant song describeth the state Of Christs dere spouse where Christ was borne Hierusalem most fortunate To nurse both Iewe and gentile lorne 1 GOd hily loueth Hierusalem Whose bases strong be depely set In holy mounâ—es sure layd in them Moria Syon Olyuet 2 The Lord
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 theÌ„ 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 â—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 â–ª 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 theÌ„ 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
to slyde to lighte 8 Fold vp my hands I will full hye to thy commaundements For them I loue and muse shall I thy stable testaments Memor esto 1 God call to mynde thy promise graue to me thy seruaunt frayle Good hope therin thou madest me haue to my poore soules auayle 2 Greate comfort this gaue me in thought in payne wheÌ„ I did lye Glad hart for why thy word me wrought as whole reuiued therby 3 Grym stately men though one by one most hye do me deryde Gone yet a backe I haue not done from thy true lawe aside 4 Graue thoughts had I cast in mind thy iudgemeÌ„ts lord froÌ„ first Gat so I did my comfort kynd to stake my wofull thirst 5 Greued sore I am most horribly at wicked mens ententes Glyde fast they do so shamefully from all thy lawes contentes 6 Grate songes in verse I do deuise of thy swéete statutes lore Gest when I am in wandryng wyse abrode afflicted sore 7 Grauen depe in mynd thy name by night O Lord ful oft I had Glue fast to hart that so I myght thy law that I had rad 8 Grace thus dyd grow to me so gréene for that thy law I kepe Graunt then O Lord I may be séene thy wyll alway to seke Portio me 1 Hole portion Lord thou art of myne to thée alone I clyue Hold will I iust thy law deuine though men for lies do striue 2 How déepe in hart thou séest all day I haue thy face be sought Haue mercy then on me I pray such trust thy worde hath taught 3 Here how I liue what wayes I lead I haue discust full nere Home so to turne thy lawes to pleade my féete I did retire 4 Hast made I fast my fault espied no tyme then troyted I Hart hand and tong I straite applied to kepe thy lawes more nye 5 Haâ—t wicked men on heapes they met to robbe from me my trust Hard yet in hart thy law I kept though sore at me they thrust 6 Hye midnight iust my tyde is set to rise thy name to blesse Harke so I shall and spie the bet thy iudgements righteousnesse 7 Hoste me I will with them to dwell which thée do duely feare Hyd who do kepe thy hestes full well in hart to mynd them cleare 8 Hyll dale and vale the earth is full thy mercies Lord to tell Helpe thou therfore my wits so dull teach me thy statutes spell Bonitatem fecisti 1 I Lord confesse thou dealst full kynd with me thy seruaunt frayle In thy good worde such grace I fynde thy promise neuer fayle 2 Inspire right tast of discipline and me sound knowledge teach Iust haue I hold the lawes of thyne most firmly them to seach 3 Inuegeled foule awry I went before I was correct Imprint I now thy testament in hart thus gently checkt 4 Intirely good and liberall thou art who can deny Illumine then my senses all â–ª thy statutes well to spy 5 Ill men and proud theyr traps haue set to spot my truth with lyes Inure my hart I purpose yet all whole thy lawes to vise 6 Inlarded is their hart with pride they swell in fat and grease Inuy I not their ioyes so wide thy lawes can me refresh 7 It wrought me wealth so good it was that troubles me did strayne Indued was so my soule with grace to learne thy statutes playne 8 Ioy more I do the law of thyne which thy swéete lips pronounce Infinitely then siluer fine or gold a thousand ounce Manus tuae 1 King Lord God thou art to me thou madst formdst my shape Kerne depe my hart with knowledge frée thy word in mind to wrap 2 Kynd louyng men that worship thée wyll ioy at me right soone Keyd fast thy word was so to me in hope that I haue done 3 Know well I do in thys thy rod thy iudgements all be iust Know worthy is thy truth O God â–ª which humbled me to dust 4 Kysse thou my soule by louing grace some comfort swéete to féele Knyt iust thy word though I be base thy man yet euery deale 5 Knéele lowe I will to aske full sad thy mercyes all in sight Kéepe than my life I shall full glad for I thy lawe delyte 6 Kil down the proud confound their lies they me wold vayn peruert Koole thou their heate and I will ryse to preach thy lawes apart 7 Kenne they thy lawes as turnde to me who duely thée do feare Known right who haue thy dignitie thy word with me do beare 8 Knocke aske and séeke I will and wéepe in hart thy word to spie Knead els in mire of error déepe I should most shamefully Defecit 1 Longd hath my soule and languished while I thy helth expect Lord yet thy word me comforted for hope dyd me erect 2 Lo both myne eyes did faynt and wast thy promise still to wayte Lowd thus I spake when wilt thou cast thy helpe to ease my strayt 3 Lyke though I was to bottle dryed in smoke so was my skyn Leaue would I not thy statutes tryed I kept yet mynd therin 4 Leafe Lord my dayes how loÌ„g to go thy seruauÌ„t fayn would know Long wilt thou slake erre thou my foe wilt iudge who thrust me lowe 5 Lyme pittes full slye these lurdens proud did digge in crafty sort Lyes lowd they made not well auowed by thy true lawes report 6 Life truth and way thy lawes contayne though words they prate vntrue Lend me thy helpe where men so vayne do falsly me pursue 7 Large sautes they made to make me sinke well nye they had me spent Loth yet I was in hart to shrinke from thy commaundement 8 Let then thy grace and gentlenesse refresh and me reuiue Loue so I shall and wil expresse thy wordes of mouth belyue In eternum domine 1 Meke Lord thy word most stable lieth as heuen is permanent Most strong it is as testefieth the starry fyrmament 2 Man trust may thée thy fayth so standth in truth from age to age Marke wel we do the earth lond how fyrme thou madst the stage 3 Made fast they bide by thy decree vntil this present day Meete seruice all do yeld to thee In all theyr course and sway 4 My chief delyte and ornament onlesse thy law had ben More deepe in wo I had ben shent whole quenched quite cleane 5 Mind stil I will thy lawes precept and neuer it forget Me still in life it dayly kept by thee this grace I get 6 Maineteyn my life for thine so wrought I am most congruent Midst whole in hart for why I sought thy true commaundement 7 Mad men in harte vngodly men awayted me to kill Muse yet I did full oft agayne thy testimonyes wyll 8 Moch noted I things finest tried drue fast to brittle ende Meere infinite thy law I spied whose bredth no time could spende Quam dilexi 1 Nye loue in hart thy law I beare such hope therby I
blame I say No wycked balme to stroke my hed agaynst them still I pray 6 O hedlong be their iudges thrust as down from rockes bethrowne They would haue harde my wordes at first if swete they had be browne 7 Our scattred bones they breake in moode so nye the graue they lay As man which cleanth and shiuerth woode or one that clods doth bray 8 For that myne eyes O Lord to thée O Lord be firmly cast And thée I trust then vtterly spill not my soule in wast 9 O kepe me saufe fro crafty snare which they to me do driue From wicked trappes that men prepare which wickednes contriue 10 But rather let these wicked fall ▪ all whoel into theyr nets Betrapt themself so be they all while I may scape theyr threats ▪ ¶ The Collecte SEt a watch O Lord vnto our mouthes least◠that we apply our speech to vanity to consent wyth the wicked of the world correcte thou vs with thy mercifull rod of chastisement by vertue wherof we may be kept in aw to decline from all vyce through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalm CXLI◠What Dauid thought and how he prayd whan feare draue bym to caue He here reporth◠on God he stayed who did him strongly saue \ \ 1 VNto the Lord with voyce I crye◠So nye in parell set Unto the Lord my prayer hyed both hart and voyce were met 2 I pourd my sute my sore complaynt before his face in sight My troublouse state I did depaynt before himself in light 4 What tyme my sprite was inly pent my life thou knewest the path Yet layd they snares vext though I went in all my walkes in wrath 5 On hand both right and left I vewed none saw I that me knew No scape was free none so endued that once my soule woulde rue 6 O Lord than thee I cryed vpon and thus I sayd eue◠then ▪ Thou art my hope and portion in land of lyuing men 7 Respect my crye for worne I goe in cares full deepe I wayle Saue me fro them which vext me so on me they sore preuayle 8 O bring my soule from prison bound Thy name to celebrate So iust men wil me glad surround whan thou shalt quite my state ¶ The Collect. WYth humble voyce we sue vnto thy deuine maiesty O Lord that we may haue our hope so strengthed by thee to inherite the like state of thine electe in the land of the liuing through Christ. The Argument Psalm CXLIII Whose hart wyth hate the world resolueth To state all base deicet If he in fayth this psalme reuolueth God sone wyll him erect \ \ 1 NOw heare my sute O Lord in stresse to my request agree For all thy truthes and rightwisenes sone aunswere thou to me 2 But enter not to iudge extreme thy seruant hye by lawe For who himselfe can cleane esteme yet him I neuer saw 3 For loe the foole my soule hath chasd to earth my life hath wrest My state in darke he hath abasde as men of old deceast 4 My pinched sprite in me doth fayle opprest in heuines My hart sore vext-doth morne and wayle astoynd in pensiuenes 5 Old yeares from fyrst I haue recount our fathers how thou ledst Thine actes I marke how hye they mount I muse the woorkes thou didst 6 My hands to thee I held full hye that thou wouldst me vouchsaue My thristy soule as pasture drye thy graces dewe doth craue 7 Then heare me Lord but sone heare thou my sprite doth feble ligh Hyde not thy face from me as now least strayt my graue I spy 8 Thy voyce at morne cause me to heare for thée I trust alone Shew me thy wayes my steps to steare my soule to thée is gone 9 O rid me Lord from all theyr spite that would me causeles trayne For I to thée referre my right in hid defence full fayne 10 Teach me to worke thy will to please thou art my God I say And let thy sprite so neuer cease to leade me straite the way 11 For thy swéete name Lord quicken me from them that me pursue And make my soule from perill frée my hart with ioy endue 12 Thy grace I trust my foes will quell and make their strength but lame Who vexth my soule thou wilt debell for I thy seruant am ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God which hast brought to lyghte the ioyfull mornynge of thy sonnes resurrection which filled the earth with ioye and gladnes we require of thy goodnes that as thou didst cheare the hartes of thyne apostles by that comfortable resurrection so comfort thy holy spouse the church which daily holdth vp her hands crauyng thy mercy to ioy in the holy ghost through the same Christ our sauior ¶ The Argument Psalme CXLIIII That God in warre wyth Dauyd stoode here thankes he dyd apply And prayth to scape all heathen spyte hys reygne to prosper hye 1 THe Lord be blest most worthy prayse who is my God might Who teachth my hands ▪ hys warres to rule my fyngers eke to fighte 2 My louely grace ▪ my hold my fort ▪ my raunsommer is he protector sure ▪ in whome I trust who boweth my flocke to me 3 O Lord benigne what thing is man that thus thou him respectst the sonne of man so weake so vayne that thus thou him erectst 4 For man is made like vanity a thing of nought most frayle his dayes passe fast as shadow fleeth as water bobles fayle 5 O Lord bow downe the heauens come be nye helpe our payne O touch these mounts these heathen Dukes that they may smoke agayne 6 Thy lightnings spout and scater them like men amasde and strau◠Thyne arrowes sharpe shoote out at them disturbe their brags so haut 7 But send thy hand from hye aboue and me deliuer free from waters déepe from childer straunge theyr power make me t◠flee 8 Whose mouth doth speake all vanity and bost all conquests wyde whose right hand will but them deceyue so sweld in lies and pride 9 O God I will thus saued by grace sing newly songs to thee In psaltry sweete of strings full ten my psalmes shall tuned be 10 For thou geust health and victory to kings by stable woorde me Dauid lo thou hast discharged to scape theyr cruel sword 11 O saue me Lord deliuer me from forreine childers spite Whose mouth full vayne doth boast and prate whose right hand false is dighte 12 But graunt that al our childer grow as playnts frō youth vpright our doughters yonge so polished as pallace pillers bright 13 That full may flow our garners wide with kinds of vitaile swete that all our sheepe bring thousands forth yea millions in streete 14 And that well fed our Oxen goe to labour stronge to see that battries none no leadings thrall in streetes no waylings be 15 Oh happy is that people sure who hath these thinges at will Yea blessed is that people best whose God the Lord is
deuyse in counsayles met therto Agaynst the Lord wyth false accord agaynst hys Christ they go \ Psalm 95. The fourth Tune Meane O Come in one to prayse the lord him recount our stay health All harty ioyes let vs record to this strong rocke our Lord of health His face with prayse let vs preuent his factes in sight let vs denounce Ioyne we I say in glad assent our psalmes hymnes let vs pronounce Contra tenor O Come in one to prayse the lord him recount our stay and health All harty ioyes let vs record to this strong rocke our Lord of health Hys face wyth prayse let vs preuent hys factes in sight let vs denounce Ioyne we I say in glad assent our psalmes hymnes let vs pronounce The fourth Tune Tenor. O Come in one to praise the lord him recount our stay helth All harty ioyes let vs record to this strong rocke our Lord of health His face wyth prayse let vs preuent his factes in sight let vs denounce Ioyne we I say in glad assent our psalmes and hymnes let vs pronounce Base O Come in one to praise the lord and him recount our stay and health All harty ioyes let vs record to this strong rocke our Lord of health Hys face wyth prayse let vs preuent his factes in sight let vs denounce Ioyne we I say in glad assent our psalmes hymnes let vs pronounce Psalme 42. The fift Tune Meane EUen lyke the hunted hynd the water brokes desire Euen thus my soule that faintie is To thee would fayne aspire My soule did thirst to God to God of lyfe and grace It sayd euen thus when shall I come to see Gods liuely face Contra tenor EUen lyke the hunted hynd the water brokes desire Euen thus my soule that faintie is to thee would fayne aspire My soule did thirst to God to God of lyfe and grace It sayd euen thus when shall I come to see Gods liuely face The fift Tune Tenor. EUen lyke the hunted hynde the water brookes desire Euen thus my soule that faintie is to thee would fayne aspire My soule did thirst to God to God of lyfe and grace It sayd euen thus when shall I come to see gods liuely face Base EUen lyke the hunted hynde the water brookes desire Euen thus my soule that faintie is to thee would fayne aspire My soule did thirst to God to God of lyfe and grace It sayd euen thus when shall I come to see gods liuely face \ Psalme 5. The sixt Tune Meane EXpend O Lord my plaint of worde in griefe that I do make My musing mynd recount most kynd geue eare for thyne owne sake O harke my grone my cryeng mone my king my God thou art Let me not stray from thee away to thee I pray in hart Contra tenor EXpend O Lord my plaint of worde in griefe that I do make My musing mynd recount most kynd geue eare for thine owne sake O harke my grone my crying mone my kyng my God thou art Let me not stray from thee away to thee I pray in hart The sixt Tune Tenor. EXpend O Lord my plaint of worde in griefe that I do make My musing mynd recount most kynde geue eare for thine owne sake O harke my grone my crying mone my kyng my God thou art Let me not stray from thee away to thee I pray in hart Base EXpend O Lord my plaint of worde in griefe that I do make My musing mynd recount most kynde geue eare for thine owne sake O harke my grone my crying mone my kyng my God thou art Let me not stray from thee away to thee I pray in hart Psalme 52. The seuenth Tune Meane WHy bragst in malice hie O thou in mischief stout God 's goodnes yet is nye all day to me no doubt Thy tongue to muse all euill it doth it selfe in vre As rasor sharpe to spill all guile it doth procure Contra tenor WHy bragst in malice hie O thou in mischief stout God 's goodnes yet is nye all day to me no doubt Thy tonge to muse all euill it doth it selfe in vre As rasor sharpe to spill all guile it doth procure Psalme 52. The seuenth Tune Tenor. WHy bragst in malice hie O thou in mischief stout God 's goodnes yet is nye all day to me no doubte Thy tonge to muse all euill it doth it selfe in vre As rasor sharpe to spill all guile it doth procure Base WHy bragst in malice hie O thou in mischief stout God 's goodnes yet is nye to me all day no dout Thy tonge to muse all euill it doth it selfe in vre As rasor sharpe to spill all guile it doth appeare ̄ Psalme 67. The eight Tune Meane GOd graunt with grace he vs imbrace in gentle part blesse he our hart With louing face shyne he in place his mercies all on vs to fall That we thy way may know al day while we do saile this world so fraile Thy healthes reward is nye declard as playne as eye all Gentils spy Contra tenor GOd graunt with grace he vs imbrace in gentle part blesse he our hart With louing face shine he in place his mercies all on vs to fall That we thy way may know al day while we do saile this world so fraile Thy healthes reward is nye declard as playne as eye all Gentils spy Psalme 67. The eight Tune Tenor. GOd graunt with grace he vs imbrace in gentle part blesse he our hart with louing face shine he in place his mercies all on vs to fall That we thy way may know al day while we do saile this world so fraile Thy healthes reward is nye declard as playne as eye all Gentils spy Base GOd graunt with grace he vs imbrace in gentle part blesse he our hart with louing face shyne he in place his mercies all on vs to fall That we thy way may know al day while we do saile this world so fraile Thy healthes reward is nye declard as plaine as eye all Gentils spy Meane COme holy ghost eternall God which doost frō God procede the father first and eke the Sonne one God as we do rede Contra tenor COme holy ghost eternall God which doost from God procede the father first and eke the Sonne one God as we do rede Tenor. COme holy ghost eternall God which doost from God procede the father first and eke the Sonne one God as we do rede Base COme holy ghost eternall God which doost from God procede the father first and eke the Sonne one God as we do rede The Table 65 AL laudes be due to thée 85 Against thy laude 92 A ioyfull thyng it is ̄ 103 Aryse my soule ̄ 119 A right vp man ̄ 137 At waters sides ̄ 145 Arise I will 43 Ah iudge me God B. 40 By silent watch ̄ 72 Bestow O God 86 Bow downe thyne eare ̄ 101 Both mercy méeke 124 But God himselfe C. \ 136 Confesse and prayse \  Come