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
thy hand is so fell Thy terrours great my conscience swell I féele my vanitie well My vanitie well 11 When thy rebukes mans sinne correcth Hys strength is soone deiect Hys beauty so checkt thou bringst it a sléepe As mothe in clothe when slily they créepe Eche man is vanitie déepe Is vanitie déepe 12 Expende my cry bowe downe thyne eare O Lord my prayer heare My teares be thou neare for straunger I am And ghest wyth thée my father 's the same And they by vanitie lame By vanitie lame 13 O spare a tyme and cease my payne my strength to wynne agayne Before to refrayne eare death doth me spy Consumde by thée wyth irefull eye Lest I in vanitie dye In vanitie dye The Argument Psalme XL. At Dauid prayed so Christ may ye sâ—e Himselfe to geue full ready to bee To God wyth thankes most hartely free And so they spied theyr foes for to flee They mist not to see 1 BY silent watch I wayted in sprite The Lord of heauen and stayd on his myght At last he howde to shewe me hys sight And heard my cry that I dyd endight Hys eare was so ryght 2 He brought me forth of horrible pit In lome and clay depe myerd in it On stable rocke he made me to sit Hewdes man was and guyded my féete In iourney so fit 3 A song full new he put in my mouth To sing to God hys laud for hys sooth For he kynde thanke most gently alowth Of iust men eke theyr hartes he auowth So frendly he bowth 4 Myne acte shal cause full many to sée How God is good most bountie and frée In feare to hym in hart to agrée In hym to trust all errour to flée God lauded to bée 5 Who trustth in God is blessed in hart Though wo hym vexth how euer it smart From God hys Lord yet will not astart To proude men such as fables impart Wyth lyes ouerwhart 6 My God and Lord thy wonders be hye None can thy thoughts by reason espye Thou bearst to vs though I dyd apply I could not tell the number at eye Them halfe to descrye 7 No sacrifice do worke the delyght Meate offerings none do please thée aryght But eares vnshit thou shopst vs by might Whole offeryngs brent so sinne for to quyte Thou longst not the sight 8 Then sayd I strayt most duely to thys Lo here I come not slowly remisse In volume booke there written it is Of me in chiefe wythout any mis. Thy name for to blisse 9 Thy wyll to do all whole am I bent My God most hye wyth gentle assent To thy swete law my hart doth relent Wherby I trust no tyme to repent My choyce to lament 10 Thy iustice great my selfe shall I strayne To thy great church to tell it agayne No tyme my lippes from it will I frayne And that thou knowest most certainly playne Thy loue to retayne 11 Thy ryghteousnes I hid not in hart Thy truth and health I glad dyd impart I kept not close how louely thou wart Thy fayth to folke I spred it in part So trusty thou art 12 To me alway thy mercy reserue That I may thée most faythfully serue Let thy swéete grace me daâ—ly preserue Thy healthfull truth that I may deserue So neuer to swerue 13 I am beset wyth troublous woes My sinnes so fell do threat me to lose As heares of head in number they rose My hart is faynt it selfe to repose So faintly it goes 14 O Lord assent to sende me thyne ayde To ryd my foes that make me afrayde Make hast to helpe before I be layde I dye if helpe to me be denayde As wholy decayde 15 Who séeke in hate my soule for to kill Let shame them take so cursed in will Confound them all which séeke me to spill Let them fall backe that wishe me so euill That I may be still 16 Wo worth them all which me do defye And shame for mede that they myght aspye Agaynst me who so daily replye And in my payne say fye to the fye Where health myght they cry 17 Let these in thée be ioyfully glad Which séeke thy name which be not adrad To loue thy health no tyme be they sad That God be praysde by them may be sayd For mercy so had 18 Though poore I go and néedy I bée The Lord so good yet careth for mée Thou art myne ayde my suertie frée To tract thy tyme Lord neuer agrée From me for to flée ¶ The Collecte O Lord almighty which art the inuincible defender of all thy true seruauntes and so by prophecies were so promised as is recorded in the head and principall booke of the law We beseche thee to graue in our hartes thy holy lawes wherby we may be able to denounce thy onely righteousnes through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XLI Ye see how Christ makth here hys mone Agaynst the Iewes to speake So may the iust when he do grone Gods cause not hys bewreake 1 THat man is blest that counth in hart the poore afflict and nedies payne For he in day of bitter smart hym God hys Lord wyll ease agayne 2 God wyll hym kepe and saue hys lyfe and blesse wyth wealth in earth hys state And ryd hys soule from harme and stryfe of all hys foes in deadly hate 3 The Lord will ease whan he on bed al wrapt in payne lyth sicke full oft And comfort send his paynfull hed thou tournst O Lord his couch full soft 4 In payne I tournd and sayd to thée Haue mercy Lord right sone on me Heale thou my soule and make it frée For I full oft haue sinned to thée 5 Mine enmyes thus sayd wrathfully their angry harts so sweld in spite Why doth he lyue when shall he dye his name and fame to perishe quyte 6 And if they came to visite me they glosde in craft as they were vayne Theyr hartes to guile do full agrée and out from thence spake lyes agayne 7 My foes in one close rounded they agaynst me whole they ioyntly met Euen me wyth lyes they did I say vnworthely wyth guile beset 8 They sayd he wrought some euyll deuise that God him thus so sore doth strike To life no more God let him rise that now in bed he lyeth so sicke 9 Yea euen my frendes familiar at me in scorne they lyft theyr héeles Euen they that farde as I dyd fare yet me to trap they markt at meales 10 To mercy yet Lord condescende to me so poore in hart I call Rayse me agayne that I may mende I shall therfore rewarde them all 11 By this I know thy loue to me for that O Lord myne enmies all From triumphes yet full far to be to sée at eye my house to fall 12 For thou respectes myne innocence wherin thou didst me strongly kepe So shall thy grace well strength me hence I trust euen nye thy face so meke 13 O blessed be of Israell thys mighty God and Lorde
I say loueth Syon gates Her portes and fortes her wals and towers Aboue the rest for all theyr states Of Iacobs tentes and princely bowers 3 Thou citie hye of God no doubt Where he doth raigne in maiestie Hye thynges be sayd to set thée out To blase thy power and dignitie 4 I Raabs realme and Babylons Wyll beare in mynd such shall know me Lo Tyrus lo Philistians Lo Moores most far there borne is he 5 Of Syon thus it shall be sayd That he and he was borne in her But he that is far hyest layd Is he that her confirmth most clere 6 The Lord for truth shall it record The people when he registreth That he so hye that louely Lord Was borne euen there and there he lyegth 7 All singers there and trumpetters Their songes hymnes shall swete rebound Fresh liuely springes wyth all their cheres Shall prayse thys Lord for grace most bound ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God the only foundation of our fayth which doost build the gates and strength of thine eternall maiestye to be seene in the hartes of thine elect as it were vpon thy holy hiles fenced and beset round about by thy righteousnes graunt vs we besech thee to glory in thy true faith and to declare the benefite of thy sonnes redemption wrought for our soules by his incarnation to whom wyth thee and the holy ghost c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXXXVIII Here is a mone most piteous of man afflicte in stresse It payntes Christes death most dolorous hys sepulture in flesh 1 MY louyng Lord and God of grace on whom my health dependth Both day and night before thy face my crye I haue extend 2 O let therfore my prayer soone come now before thy sight Inclyne thyne eare and heare my bone with teares which I endight 3 My soule is full of miseries in woes full gorgd I rore My lyfe in sight to all mens eyes is euen at death hys dore 4 As one of them I am estéemd that tumble must in pit A sely man I am but déemd so voyde of strength I sit 5 As frée from toyle among the dead as wounded slepe in graue Who far from mynd be sonke as lead whom slayne thy handes now haue 6 In pit most déepe thou hast me throwne in deathes and hels dispayre In places darke down low bestown where coâ—mith no lyght nor ayre 7 Thy fury Lord lyeth hard on me oh striffe on euery side And vext thou hast both hart and eye wyth all thy stormes full tryde 8 Thou hast driuen far my frendes from me acquaynted most to sée Abhord of them thou madest me be thus bound I cannot flée 9 My sight doth fayle for heauines to thée Lord yet I cry No day from thée Lord would I cease to lift my handes full hye 10 Thy meruels great wylt thou deuise to worke to buried men Or els shall sprites to lyfe aryse thy laudes to â—ound agayne 11 Or shall my graue thy pitie tell when once thou hast me â—layne Or shall thy truth be proued so well when I destroyd am layne 12 Thy wondrous workes which wrought thy hand Shall darkenes them expresse Or shall thy iustice shyne in land of mere forgetfulnes 13 To thée O Lord my prayer went to whom els should I go Yea still my sute shall thée preuent at morne while laffth my wo. 14 Why than O Lord abhorst my soule all helpe from me to wynde Why hidest thy face from me so whole that I no grace can fynde 15 Afflict I am at poynt to dye from youth thus haue I bene In hart astound thy dreades fele I so fearefull they be sene 16 Thy sower wrathes so multiplied hane ouerwhelmed me Thy terrours eke which sore abyde haue stroyd me whole to sée 17 They daily did passe ouer me as water surges hye They compasd me in cerâ—enty euen round about full nye 18 Both frend and kinne from me full far â–ª thou hast put whole away My frendes that were familiar in darke fro me they stray ¶ The Collecte O Lord the redemer of all which art meruelous in the procuryng of our health and saluation which by thy descension into hell were made as one among the dead heare the timely prayers of thy family praying to be deliuered from our peruerse enemye labouring to bring vs into bondage graunt this O Lord who lyuest and raygnest with the father c. The Argument Psalme LXXXIX The letter here describeth to eare the state of Dauids raygne The sprite to hart doth this impart that Christ shall ayâ— remayne 1 GOds mercies all wyth song I shall for euer sing and play Wyth mouth euen still expresse I will hys truth from day to day 2 For thus I sayd hys mercy stayde for euer shall remayne Thou shalt confirme thy truth most firme in heauen and it maintayne 3 With Abraham in league I am who was my chief elâ—â—â— To Dauid lo I sware euen so for hym and all his sect 4 I will thy sede prepare in dede for euer world to ende I will aduaunce thy gouernaunce for aye thy raigne extende 5 The heauens O Lord shall iust recorde thy meruayles great in dede Euen so thy saintes wythout restraintes thy truth in church shall sprede 6 For who compare so boldly dare with God in heauen so cleare Whom can we seke the Lord so like among Gods children deare 7 This God of blisse most puissant is amids his saintes echone Most louely feare to hym they beare which stand about his throne 8 O Lord and God of hostes so brode who Lord so strong as thou Euen round about thy truth falth out to them which thée allow 9 Thou canst represse the seas excesse by power imperiall When they do swell in surges fell thou makest them downe to fall 10 Thou Egipt braidst and it so raydst as wounded carcasse proude Thou scatredst wyde thine enemies pride such strength thyne arme auowde 11 The heauens be thyne wyth all their shyne the earth is thine ful sure The world so round thou dydst it found with all the furniture 12 As North and South â–ª stood thorow thy mouth thy worde them both dyd frame So Tabor West and Hermon East both hils shall ioy thy name 13 An arme endude with fortitude thou hast omnipotent O let thyne hand then strongly stand thy ryght hand hie be bent 14 As ryghteousnes so iudgement is thy throne and royall seat With mercy truth most ioyntly sueth before thy face so swete 15 O then most blest such folke doth rest that ioyeth and féelth the same In thy pure light they walke shall right O Lord to prayse thy name 16 Thy name so bright shall them delite all day to ioy therin And they alwayes themselfe shall rayse by thy iust word to winne 17 For thou thy selfe doost worke their welth the ioy of all theyr strength By thy good grace thou shalt in place lyft vp our hornes at length 18 On God
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 fame For euer prayse and magnifie His blessed holy name Rectors
syng I sayd I will take heede 39. If thou séest many poore men to beg and wilt shew pity to them thou mayst both thy selfe receyue them to mercye and also exhorte other to doo the same saying Blessed is he that considereth the poore 41. If thou hast a desire to Godward and hearest thine enemies to vpbrayde thée bée not troubled but consider what fruite of immortalitie ryseth to thée for this desire comfort thy soule with hope to God and so therein releauyng and asswagyng the heauines of thy lyfe say Like as the hart desireth the water brookes 42. If thou wilt remember of Gods benefites which he dyd to their fathers bothe in theyr out goyng from Egipt as in the deserte and how good God was to them but they vnthankefull to hym Thou hast We haue heard with our eares 44. Heare my law 78. My song shall be alway of the loving kindnes of the Lord. 89. Heare my prayer 102. O geue thankes vnto the Lord. 106. and 107. When Israell came out of Egipt 114. If thou hast made thy refuge to God and hast escaped such trouble as was prepared against thée if thou wylt geue thankes and shew out hys kyndnes to thée syng God is our hope and strength 46. If thou wilt know how to geue thankes to God whē thou doost resort to him wyth vnderstandyng sound sing O clap your handes together 47. Great is the Lore 48. If thou wilt exhort men to put to eir trust in the liuing God who ministreth all things aboundantly to good mēs vse blameth the madnes of the world which sueth theyr God Mammon so inordinately sing O heare this all ye people 49. If thou wouldst call vpon the blynde world for theyr wrong confidence of their brute sacrifices and shew thē what sacrifice God most hath required of them syng The Lord the mighty God 50. If thou hast sinned and art conuerted and moued to do penaunce desirous to haue mercy thou hast woordes of confession in Haue mercy vpon me 51. If thou hast suffred false accusation before the kyng and séest the diuell to triumph therof go aside and say Why boast thou thy selfe 52. If they which persecute thée with accusations woulde betray thée as the Phariseis dyd Iesus and as the alyantes dyd Dauid discomfort not thy selfe therwyth but sing in good hope to God Saue me O God 54.69 Be mercifull vnto me O God 57. If thyne aduersaries which trouble thée do vpbrayde thée and that they which séeme to be thy frendes speake most agaynst thée wherupon if in thy meditation thou art somwhat greued therat thou maist call on God saying Heare my prayer O God 55. If persecution come fierce on thée and vnbewares chance to enter into the caue where thou hydest thy self feare not for in thys strayte thou shalte haue expedient wordes both to comfort thée and to put thée in olde remēbraunce with Be mercifull vnto me O God 57. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce 142. If thou wylt confound hypocrites whiche make glorious shewes outwardly speake theyr conuersion Are your myndes set vpon right 58. If thy pursuers commaunde thy house to be watched when thou art escaped geue thankes to God and graue it in the tables of thy harte for perpetuall remembraunce and say Deliuer me from myne enemies 59. If thyne enemies cruelly assault thée and would catch thy lyfe offer the subiection to God agaynst them and be of good comforte for the more they rage the more shall God subdue them and say My soule truely 62. If thou flyest persecution and gettest thée into wildernes feare thou not as though thou were there alone but hauyng God nye vnto thée ryse to hym early in the mornyng sing O God thou art my God earlye will I seeke thee 63. If thyne enemies would put thée in feare and neuer cease to lay traynes for thée and picke all maner quarels agaynst thée though they be very many geue no place to them for the dartes of babes shal be theyr destruction yf thou sayest Heare my cryeng O God 61. Let God aryse 68. Hast thee O God to deliuer me 70. In thee O Lorde 71. If thou wylt laud God wyth a Psalme or hymne sing Thou O God art praysed 65. O be ioyfull 66. If thou askest mercy of God sing God be mercifull 67 If thou wouldest syng to the Lorde thou hast what to say O sing vnto the Lord a new song 96. and 98. If thou hast néede to confesse God wyth thankes sing In thee O Lorde haue I put my trust 71. Vnto thee O God 75. It is a good thing to geue thankes 92. O geue thankes vnto the Lorde 105.118.136 O God my hart 108. I will geue thankes to the Lord with my whole hart 111. and 138. If thou séest wycked men prosper in peace be not offended nor moued there at but say Truelye God is louyng 73. If thyne enemies haue beset the wayes whether thou fléest and art thereby in great anguishe yet in thys trouble dispayre not but pray and if thy prayer be hard geue God thankes and say I will cry to God 77. If they perseuer still and defile the house of God kill hys elects and cast theyr bodies to the foules of the ayre feare not their cruelty but shew pity to them which be in such agany and say O God the Heathen are come 79. If thou wilt enforme anye man with the mysterie of the resurrection sing Heare O thou shepeheard 80. If thou wilt sing to the Lord call together Gods seruauntes on the feastfull day and sing Syng we merely 81. O come let vs sing vnto the Lord. 95. Beholde now prayse the Lord. 134. If the aduersaries flocke together on euery side and threate to destroy the house of God and make their conspiracies against hys religion let not theyr numbers and power trouble thée for thou hast an anker of the wordes of thys Psalme Holde not thy tonge 83. If thou castest an eye to gods house and to his eternal tabernacles and hast a desyre therto as the Apostle had say thou also O how amiable are thy dwellinges 84. If Gods wrathe be ceased and the captiuitie ended thou hast cause how to geue thankes to God wyth Dauid recountyng hys goodnes to thée and others with this Psalme Lord thou art become grations 85. I beleued and therfore will I speake 116. in the ende In Iurye is God knowne 76. If thou wilt rebuke Paynyms and heretikes for that they haue not the knowledge of God in them thou maist haue an vnderstandyng to sing to God Bowe downe thyne eare O Lord. 86. Not to vs O Lord not vnto vs. 115. If thou wilte sée and know the dissent that the catholike churche haue from schismes and wouldest conuert them or to discerne the church concernyng the outward appearaunce and formes therof thou mayst say Her foundations are vpon the holy hils 87. If thou wouldest know how Moyses prayde to God in hys meditation recountyng the
to mée My sonne I say thou art this day I haue begotten thée 8 Aske thou of mée I will geue thée to rule all Gentils londes Thou shalt possesse in suernesse the world how wide it stondes 9 With iron rod as mighty God all rebels shalt thou bruse And breake them all in pieces small as sherdes the potters vse 10 Be wise therfore ye kinges the more Receyue ye wisdomes lore Ye iudges strong of right and wrong aduise you now before 11 The Lorde in feare your seruice beare with dread to him reioyce Let rages be resist not ye him serue with ioyfull voyce 12 The sonne kisse ye lest wroth he be lose not the way of rest For when his ire is set on fire who trust in hym be blest ¶ The Collecte BReake a sonder O Lorde the bondes of our sinnes that we may bee faithfully yoked to the preceptes of thy law to serue thee in feare and reuerence to the laude of thy holy name Through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme III. This Psalme endight may comfort haue of God How troubled sprite may comfort haue of God As woe be gone meke Dauid fled so brode From Absalon meke Dauid fled so brode 1 O Lord how ill encrease they still that trouble me so sore Full many rise in spitefull wise agaynst me more and more 2 Right many one whan I do mone alasse my soule they fret They say I haue no God to saue oh this temptation great 3 But yet O Lord thou wilt accord as shielde to fence my soule My worship cleare thou art full deare my hed thou wilt extoll 4 I did but mone with voyce alone to God my Lorde in will He heard me iust as I dyd trust from his so holy hill 5 I layde me downe I slept full sound and vp I rose agayne For God me kept where safe I slept his grace dyd me sustayne 6 To be afrayde or yet dismayde for thousandes ten what néede They go about to driue me out but God will dull theyr spéede 7 Up Lord saue mée my God most frée on chéeke thou smitest my foes Well hast thou chrust theyr téeth to dust of such as wicked goes 8 Unto the Lord by truthes recorde belongth all sauing helth Thy blessing hand so nie doth stand to worke thy peoples welth ¶ The Collecte POure vs O Lorde thy heauenly benediction that we may be armed with the fayth of the resurrection not to feare any army of men set against vs. Through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme IIII. The church in stress complaynth to God full sore For heauinesse complaynth to God full sore The good haue ease they sacrifice therfore Of their disease they sacrifice therfore 1 O God so hie heare when I crie my right is all in thée Thou takest me fro al troublous wo haue mercy heare thou mée 2 Ye sonnes of men how long agayne will ye blaspheme my name Why triumphe ye in vanitie why séeke ye lies to frame 3 Know this ye foes that God hath chose himselfe all godly men And when I call this Lord of all he straight will heare me then 4 Of wrathfull ire refraine the fire sinne not but muse in hart Upon your beds kéepe still your heds deathes day recount in part 5 Looke ye arise in sacrifice of righteousnes in skill And put your trust in God so iust but tame your fleshly will 6 There many bée that say O sée who good to vs can do Lift vp thy face of cherefull grace on vs O Lord to go 7 Thou chearst my hart as God thou art with ioye of thy good sprite Since corne and wine with oyle so fine of theirs increast in sight 8 I will me lay in peace I say my sléepe to take full well I hope for thou O Lord as now makst me most safe to dwell ¶ The Collecte HEare vs O mercifull Lorde and haue compassion on vs in our tribulations and where thou alone art most worthely magnified in thy people graunte that we may haue spirituall gladnes in our hartes by the hope of the heauenly reward Through c. The Argument Psalme V. The church in sprite for all opprest in payne Maketh sute aright for all opprest in payne Here Christ aduanceth the Iewes he blamth agayne His heritaunce the Iewes he blamth agayne 1 EXpend O Lord my plaint of worde in griefe that I do make My musing mind recount most kind geue eare for thine owne sake 2 O harke my grone my crying mone my king my God thou art Let me not stray from thée away to thée I pray in hart 3 My voyce and vowe thou wilt alowe betymes O Lord so frée In spring of day I thée will pray and shall looks vp to thée 4 This I may vow the God art thou which hatest all wickednes No malice fell with thée can dwell thou louest no cruelnes 5 Such foolish spite can bide no sight of thy good louely face Thou doost defie their vanitie who wickednes embrace 6 Thou shalt destroy and them annoy with lies who shame thy worde Bloudthirsty men which crafty renne the Lord hath them abhorde 5 Iust will I go thy house into in trust of thy great grace In feare I will do honour still against that holy place 6 O Lord be guide defend my side in thy great righteousnesse Make playne the way lesse I do stray my foes shall brag the lesse 7 Their mouthes expresse no faithfulnesse theyr holow hartes be vayne Wide throte they haue as open graue theyr tonge but lyes do fayne 8 Destroy their thought O God for nought theyr owne wayes be theyr shame Expell them out in lies so stout who thus blaspheme thy name 9 Let them reioyce that trust thy voyce aye thankes they shall extend Who loue thy name shall ioye the same thou doost so them defend 10 Thou Lord wilt than geue rightwise man the heauenly blisse from thence Thy fauour kynde is not behynde as them with shield to fence ¶ The Collecte O Mercifull father whiche knowest the lamentation of a sorrowfull hart and contrited spirite before it be vttered infound into vs thy holye spirite alway to sue vnto thee in all our troubles defend vs with the shield of thy protection that wee may be found daily attending to thy will and pleasure to glorifie thy name through Christ c. The Argument Psalme VI. An earnest crie of men all wrapt in wo To God on hie of men all wrapt in wo At last they winne and glad reioyce they so Gods helpe for sinne and glad reioyce they so 1 O Carpe not sower thou Lord of power my sinne in ire to sore Nor chasten mée in crueltie I pray to thée therfore 2 But mercy haue my life to saue O Lord for weake am I My bones be vext with feare annext thy domes make me to crye 3 My soule also is full of woo my conscyence doth quake O Lord how long thy
to shew in part 31 And thys shall please God far aboue who is a sprite most pure Then Oxe or calfe wyth horne and houe to offer hym be sure 32 The humble soules shall thys beholde reioyce they shall by lyue And ye that séeke the Lord be bold reioyce your soule shall lyue 33 For God no doubt the nedy heareth they may reioyce more hye His prisoners in eye he bearth he cannot them defye 34 Let heauen and earth and all betwene hys worthy laud set out The sea and all that cxéepth therin prayse hym all round about 35 For God shall saue swéete Zyon hill hys place of godly rest And Iudas townes build vp he will to dwell in them possest 36 Hys seruauntes true posteritie shall it enherite iust And they that loue hys maiestie of dwellyng theare may trust ¶ The Collecte O Lorde of all pitie and compassion incline thyne eare vnto vs to vnderstande the certentie of thy truth and saluation and that we may bee so purged from the filthines of all synne to haue a name in thy blessed booke of election there to be registred amoÌ„g thy dere electes through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXX The iust man here calth God to ayde To be protect from hasty brayde Of all hys foes to hate so ryfe By hys good hand to be well stayde No tyme that he be ouerlayde By weakenes frayle of all his lyfe 1 O God to me thyne helpe intende In hast thy selfe to mercy bende and me O Lord deliuer quite Lyke grace I craue that thou extend Thy helpe from heauen so downe to send to ayde me strong by godly might 2 In hast be they confounded all Wyth shamefull name men myght them call Which seke in hate my soule to spill Be they put backe and dryuen to wall All vyle reproofe myght them befall who that to me wyshe any euill 3 Euen strayt fled backe let all them bée For theyr reward foule shame to sée these suttle men but glosers all Whose tong to fawne can whole agrée To say there there lo thus to mée by guile and craft to make me fall 4 But let all those that séeke thy myght With gladnes full and ioy he dyght in thée theyr Lord and God all daye And let them all that haue delite In thy swéete health say still aryght the Lord so good be praysed aye 5 As now for me though poore I ligh Afflicted sore in misery O Lord to me make hasty spéede Thou art myne ayde most trustely My God of all deliuery to long fro me do not recéede ¶ The Collecte O God eternall and inuincible protector of thy subiectes we besech thee make hast to helpe and succour thy poore houshold who standeth in sute at thy maiestie that we may escape all shame and rebuke of sinne and aduersitie so defended by thine ayde through Christ c. The Argument Psalme LXXI The iust geueth thankes to God aboue Who kept his youth in stay So craueth he still for further loue In age no tyme to stray 1 MY trust O Lord in thy good name I haue in hart alway reposde Let neuer me be put to shame from hope I haue to be deposde 2 In thyne owne grace and righteousnes all quyte from harme deliuer me Inclyne thyne eare to my great stresse to saue my lyfe and make me frée 3 Both rocke and wall be thou to me to which most sure I may resort Thy will it is that kept I be my holde thou art and stable sort 4 And make me scape the tyrannye my God and Lord of wycked foe To scape the hand of man to spye both false in hart and cruell to 5 Thou art my hope and patience O Lord for whom I dayly long From euen my youth my confidence thou hast no dout bene euer strong 6 For sith my birth by thée alone full sure by thée were kept my wayes Thou pluckst 〈◊〉 out my mothers wombe my mouth therfore shall sprede thy prayse 7 A monster great men me report so many iudge that be vniust But yet thou art my stable sort in whom is all my hope and trust 8 O let my mouth wyth prayses flow that thée I may land alway thus That I may sing to hye and low thyne honour great most glorious 9 In tyme of age reiect me not that out from thée I be not cast And leaue me not all desolate in néedefull tyme when strength doth wast 10 For now my foes together iet in counsayle whole they do conspire To rayle at me they be all set to trap my soule in hateful ire 11 They say hym God hath whole reiect sue on therfore and take hym now And full ye may on hym he wrect for none in earth wyll hym auow 12 O God from me depart not far O God my God to thée I cry From me thy helpe do not debarre make hast to come my foes be nye 13 And let them all confounded bée to sinke and drowne who seke my soule Let shame them take and vilanie who wishe my lyfe my soule to foyle 14 As now for me most quietly I will abyde thy louing hand Yea day by day more earnestly my mouth and tonge shall prayse thy sond 15 My mouth shall tell thy righteousnes thy sauing health to me all day But ende of this great gentlenes I can not thinke or wholy say 16 In this my hope I will go on in God my Lord so great of power I will expresse of thée alone thy truth so ferme both day and hower 17 For thou O God â–ª hast taught me well from all my youth vnto this day Thy meruels I therfore will tell thy wonders great and how they lay 18 But me in age when heares be white depresse me not O Lord adowne I will first tell thy power and myght this age that is and them to come 19 For sure O God thy truth is sâ—ene to heauen aboue lyft vp so hye Things great by thée so wrought hath bene who can in power be lyke to thée 20 How great and sore aduersitie thou madest me oft in lyfe to spy Yet didst thou turne to quicken mée from déepe of stresse to rayse me hye 21 Beside thou didst encrease my raigne with honor much so more and more When turnd thou wart and pleasd agayne of ioy so glad thou gauest me store 22 I will thée prayse in psaltry swéete my God and Lord thy truth to tell To thée my harpe shall stand as méete O Lord so good of Israell 23 My lips and mouth both fayne and glad shall be alway to sing to thée So shall my soule for mercy had Which thou by grace hast made so frée 24 My tonge shall talke thy righteousnes from day to day and that euen â—till â–ª Because wyth shame thou dydst represse my foes so fierce that wisht me euill ¶ The Collecte ALmighty god which raignesâ— eternally in that hie throne of maiestie and yet doost not disdayne to looke vpon
euen iust in them of Gods hye house so bright In mydst of thée Hierusalem O prayse this Lord aright ¶ The Collecte GOd the clenser of manes soule froÌ„ the filthynes of sinne which in redines doost coÌ„fort his sprite that call vpon thee faythfully we besech thee to plucke vs from the daunger of death and hell and to place vs in the region of the lyuing where death and sinne be abolished Through Christ. Psalme CXVII ¶ The Argument \ Laudate Dominum This Hymne doth endight Gods glorious might His truth and grace most free That Gentils a farre Were made to be narre With Iewes one flocke to bee \ 1 PRayse duly the lord in myndful accord ye hethen ones all vayne Ye Gentils I bid recount how ye sâ—id prayse this Lord agayne And honour ye right this Lord in his light ye nations all in town All people I say where euer ye lay extoll this Lordes renowne 2 For méerly hys grace and mercifull face confirmd lyeth on vs all â–ª Hys loue doth excell all sinne to debell his grace is generall This lord in his truth most stable ensuth his word promise iust The faith of his way will neuer decay O praise this lord of trust ¶ The Collecte ALmighty and most merciful Lord which wouldest be praysed by the mouthes of all nations thorow out all the world whose grace we the Gentils cald vs to the perticipation of thy sonne Iesus Christ we beseche thee so to confirme this grace in vs that we neuer declyne there fro but continually laud thy mercy through the same Iesus Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CXVIII This Psalme is sung â–ª of prayse and laudes that Dauids rule begonne In sprite it shewth and ioyeth the raigne of Christ Gods onely sonne Ì„Ì„ 1 O Thanke and laud the heauenly lord for he is gracious Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standth to vs. 2 Let Israell nowe glad confesse wyth song melodious Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standeth to vs. 3 Let Aarons house and stocke confesse in thankes most plenteous Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standeth to vs. 4 Yea let them all that feare the Lord this grace in hart discusse Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standeth to vs. 5 In trouble layd to straytes be thrust I cald the Lord from thence He hard at large and set me wyde this Lord of excellence 6 The Lord as thus with me to stand on my nye side to be I can not feare for what can man preuayle in spite at me 7 The Lord takth part with them to ioyne that me do helpe ayds Myne eyes shall sée their full desire my foes reuengd and frayd 8 O good it is the Lord to trust on hym all hope to cast More sure it is then man to trust on hym to leane to fast 9 Yea good it is the Lord to trust to hym all whole to stand More safe it is then Prince to trust with all hys gard and band 10 Though nations all do compasse me and hedge me round about By name I trust of this the Lord I shall cut downe theyr route 11 Let them besege and compasse me â–ª on euery side at wyll The Lordes good name I hope therby theyr pride to quel kill 12 Though they lyke bées swarme me about to sting to hurt to noye They soone shall fade as fyer in thornes in God I shall them stroy 13 By pushing oft they thrust at me to make me full agast But yet the Lord my piller strong was whole my stayful fast 14 The Lord of power â–ª my strength he is of laudes my tenors style For he was made my health and fence to scape all mortall guyle 15 The voyce of ioye â–ª and healthful mirth rebound in iust mens tents For why ful great the Lords right hand hath wrought experimeÌ„ts 16 The Lords ryght hand exalted is hys power is clearly knowen The lords right hand great feates hath done mans strength is not his owne 17 Not dead I am but liue as yet and trust to spend my dayes To tell Gods workes his mighty actes by whom my liuing stayes 18 The Lord although he me correct in chastisment most fyt Yet downe to death he draue me not he would not so permyt 19 Ope me the gates of righteousnes that iust men vse to haunt To enter now â–ª Gods temple so the Lord with prayse to vaunt 20 This gate is wyde the Lord his gate where due his grace is spred All â—ightwise men do passe therin who faythfull life haue led 21 I wyll wyth thankes set out thy prayse for thou hast answerd mâ— Though thou didst strike yet ease thou seÌ„tst for helth I had by thée â–ª 22 The stone it selfe which was reiect by all the buylders choyce Was made the heade and corner stone to all good mens reioyce 23 From god the Lord this act issued his worke it was alone A thing it is most meruelous in all our eyes so done 24 This is the day the ioyfull day which that the Lord hath made Let vs therin reioyce and sing a day that shall not fade 25 Ah Lord helpe now and saue I praye assist vs presently O Lord on hye geue helpe I praye good lucke send spéedely 26 O blest be he that comth as thus in God the Lords good name To you as we gods house that kepe haue wisht good lucke fame 27 God is the Lord and lightned vs all health who luckly sendes Sprede bowes therfore and bynde your hosts with cords at alters endes 28 Thou art my God whom thanke I will whom I shall celebrate Thou art my God to whom my laudes I will whole dedicate 29 O thanke and laude the heauenly Lord for he is gracious Because his loue and mercy frée for euer standeth to vs. ¶ The Collecte MOst mercifull God which art the vndoubted coÌ„forter in all our aduersities and makst the houses of the iust to be filled with ioye gladnes extoll thy churche and congregations by the power of thy ryght hande to bee the eternall gate thorough which all righteousnes may procede so established vpoÌ„ the hed corner stone Iesus Christ in this lyfe that at the resurrection she may be presented glorious in thy fighte thorough the same Iesus Christ c. A Preface to the Psalme 119. MAde is this Psalme by Alphabete in Octonaries folde All letters two and twentie set as Hebrues them haue tolde The verses all an hundred bee threescore and iust sixtene Thus framde and knit for memorie and elegance some wene Here letters all so sortely bound do shew in mysterie Eternall health may sure be found in scripture totallie Uerse yokt by eight Christes rising day doth figure them in some Sweete Saboth rest not here I say I meane of world to come Peruse this psalme so wide and brode eche verse saue one is freight As still in termes of law of God most ofte by
them how grene they séeme to stand Be like in sighte the witherd haye On houses tops pluckt vp by hand That fadeth to nought without delay So Christen man in like maye praye 7 Whereof in dayne the mowers gripe When they to such theyr hands do splay Nor gleaners can fynd sheaues so rype That they to fyll theyr bosomes maye So Christ his churche may ioyntly saye 8 That none to them good lucke do wysh Which walke in gate by fide the way On Gods hye name theyr works to blesse But wisht them all far well awaye God graunt that ofte this all we praye The Collect. DEfend thy church O Lord from al assalts of her aduersaryes that they al beyng discomfited the true childe of the same maye ioy in thy â—eritye throughe Christe The Argument psalm CXXX In banishment when Iues were pent And felt gods yre â–ª the greuousnes Thus thralâ— their sinnes they did lament They freedom wisht from cruelnesse In banishment 11 Canticum Graduum \ \ 1 IN deepe excesse In heuynes O Lord to thée my crying went From depth of hart I did expresse My great constraynts most violeÌ„t In deepe excesse 2 O Lord affent â— O here aâ—â—ent My wofull voyce in redines O let thyne eares to harke be bent My prayers cry in lowlines O Lord assent 3 If thou wouldst presse mans â—unefulnes O Lord to send due punishment Who could O Lord the waightines Sustayne to byde thy chastisement If thou wouldst presse 4 Be Lord content lo we repent For thou shewest grace to humblenes Thus feard to be most reuerent Then kepe no sinnes in irefulnes Be Lord content 5 I hope release I trust no lesse The Lord I byde still permanent My soule expecth hys frendlines I wayte his wordes accomplishment I hope release 6 My soule so ment more confident To wayte my Lordes great gentlenes Then watchemen wishe the night full spent And wayt the morne theyr watche to cease My soule so ment 7 In faithfulnes in chearefulnes Let Iacob wayt the Lord so gent Because with God is â—uefulnes He oft redéemth his mercyment In faithfulnes 8 He will relent incontinent And full aquite the wretchtdnes Of Israell his prisonment And pardon all theyr wickednes He wyll relent ¶ The Collecte LEt thyne eares inclyne to our prayers O Lorde of all pitye and compassion for wyth thee is copious redemption whereby thou doost not surely obserue our iniquities daily bestowe on vs thy mercies thorough Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CXXXI When Dauids foes inueterate Hym slaundred sore as obstinate That he Sâ—ules reigne would vendicat He prayed to God immaculate To cleare his state Ì„Ì„ 1 MY hart proud things lord counted not Myne eyes aloft haunt mounted not In boasting actes I walked not Things past my reach I stalked not Lord deare me not 2 If I my hart refrayned not If I my soule restrayned not If I as childe beweynd me not If I from pride absteynd me not Then heare me not 3 O Israell most fortunate Wayte thou the Lord still moderate Be méeke flée pryde inordinate From this tyme forth interminate And feare thou not ¶ The Collect. SVffer vs not to be ouercome with the haut pryde of the world O Lord to woorke euery disturbaunce of godlines graffe mekenes in vs so to follow thy son our sauiour in the same through Christ our Lord. The Argument Psalm CXXXII This Psalm doth pray for good successe Of all thy realmes priesthodes state So Dauids oathe his vow hys stresse What god him hight it doth debate Ye Christ expresse 13 Canticum graduum 1 REmember Lord meke Dauid king And al his hard affliction For his good sake by pityenge Amoue from vs confusion Haue hym in mynd 2 How he in good deuotion To thée hys Lord hymselfe dyd bynde By othe and vow to God most hye To thée I say strong Iacobs frende Thus constantly 3 Be it my shame if I go in My Cabborne house in rest to lygh If I my shéetes thrust me betwene And clyme my couche in fethers soft Blame might I winne 4 Or els if I myne eyes aloft Should geue them sléepe myne eies the lids To suffer them to slumber oft Though fast they craue to fill their néedes Then fall myne house 5 Untill I fynde without all dreades The Lord a place commodious A sacrary â–ª and temple swéete To Iacobs God victorious To hym most méete 6 Of this place lo I Salomon In Ephrata hard there in stréete And found we haue this holy throne In Ornans field wyth woodes beset O come ye on 7 To his fayre tentes go we to fet To temple built hys arke of grace And bowe we low with honour great To his footestoole hye set in place And thus say we 9 Aryse O Lord and kepe by place Of quiet rest no more to flée O thou thy selfe soone thither moue Thyne arke of strength conioynd with thée O Lord of loue 10 And let thy priestes be deckt alway Wyth right and health as them behouth Let all thy saintes reioyce I say So blest by thée to prayse the due Both nyght and day 11 For Dauids sake thy seruant true To whome thy grace did louely spring Shame not my face so chosen new Thyne owne O Lord annoynted king My hart to freat 12 The Lord in fayth sware promising To Dauid backe he wyll not treat Of thyne owne wombes engendred frute I will to one bestow thy seat All lyke in sute 13 If that in truth thy childerne wyll My pact and statutes execute Which I will teach then shall euen still Thy children sit thy throne for aye Wyth my good will 13 For why the Lord without denay Hath Zyou mount elect in choyce He much desird that it should lay As seate wherof he would reioyce And thus he sayd 14 Here shall my rest from troubly noyse Remayne full sure for euer stayd Here will I dwell for her I wisht In my desire full well apayd Of her I wist 15 Her vitayles all with full increase Shall blesse alway my blissefull fiste Her poore to féede wyth bread at ease I will them all full satisfy If me they please 16 I will their priestes adourne on hye With helth wyth truth wyth lyfe with light And they his saintes shall sanctify That they may ioy in hartes delight With holines 17 There Dauids horne and regall might I will it make to florish fresh And there I will a lyght prouide To myne owne Christ by frutes successe Of Dauids syde 18 And all hys foes wyth vtter shame I will them clothe and them deryde As yet for hym hys crowne and name Shall florish out both large and brode In blessed fame So graunt it God ¶ The Collect. REmember O Lord thyne eternall pact and promise made to mankynd in Christ thy sonne endue our hartes worthely to aunswer the same on our behalfe by the same Christ our Lord c. The Argument Psalm CXXXIII A
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
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
thy churche broughte together of diuers nations and countries that we may all in pure hartes so loue thee in the righteousnes of fayth to attayne to the heuenly habitation with our welbeloued fathers who lyuest and raignest one God with the father and the holy ghost worlde c. The Argument Psalme XLVI In this Christes spouse elect full well Her thankes to God extendth For that he dyd her foes debell And that he her defendth 1 OUr hope is God and strength at eye he guidth wyth hys good hand A present helpe in trouble nye hys grace therby doth stand 2 For this we néede not care and feare though world be cast in stowne Though hils to sea were thrown euen there though all turne vpside downe 3 The waters though they rage in streme how euer they do swell Though mountayns quake at noyse of them yet iust man hopth full wel â–ª 4 For why swéete brookes and floudes full nye Gods Citie glad shall stéepe Hys holy place and sanctuarye God strongly it doth kéepe 5 God dwelth in myds of her alone no man shall her remoue Ryght early God shall helpe her sone hys church I meane aboue 6 The heathen though they rage to fonde and realmes resist I say God raysde hys voyce and so in londe our foes dyd melt away 7 The Lord of hostes so strong euen he Wyth vs he standth to fyght So Iacobs God our refuge be we feare no humayne myght 8 Lo come and sée how God in wrath great meruayles aye hath wrought What landes to nought he scatred hath how low theyr Idols brought 9 He put down warrs and stryfe in feare the whole world where they went He knapth the bow and breakth the speare wyth fire he charets brent 10 Be still and know I say all ye that God I am aryght To heathen all knowne will I be the world shall sée my myght 11 The Lord of hostes so strong from hence wyth vs he is I say And Iacobs God is whole our fence our boast in hym doth lay ¶ The Collecte MOst trustye refuge in all perylles and aduersities which hange ouer vs O blessed Lorde to sanctifie the inward tabernacles of our hartes with the liuely springs of thy blessed sprite that we may trust stedfastly in thee our God in all our battayles to haue the better hand through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme XLVII This Psalme to ioy exhorth all christen men in sight That Christ by power ascended so whom glory sued aright 1 TOgether clap ye handes ye Gentils all be glad Reioyce to God in melody with thanks for mercy had 2 The Lord is hie in power and ought be feard I say He is the king of all the earth to hym all thinges obey 3 He shall so vnder vs the people soone subdue All Gentils cast at feete of vs at vs their Lordes to sue 4 He dyd chose out all vs an heritage so fayre Euen Iacobs hie magnificence whoÌ„ he did loue as heyre 5 God is ascended vp in ioyfull noyse on hye with trumpets noyse as once his arke eueÌ„ thus vp hie did sâ—ye 6 O prayses sing to him O prayses see ye sing Sing prayses still vnto our god and laud him iust as king 7 For that our God is king of all the world so rounde Sing ye his prayse than prudently with vnderstaÌ„ding sound 8 For God by strength doth raigne vpon the heathen all God sitteth vpon his holy seate all thyng doth heare hys call 9 The peoples heds be met with Abrahams god seede Of god they be to shield the earth but god doth theÌ„ exceede ¶ The Collecte ETernall God which art the kyng of all worldes realmes whose kyngdome is aduaunced vpon all people and kynredes we beseche thee to subdue vnder our subiection all heathen vyce and sinne that whyle we sing to thee our God in wordes of wisdome and vnderstanding by thy ayde we may haue the better hande of them through Christ our Lorde c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XLVIII Gods Citie here a type of Christ hys spouse Is praysed clere a type of Christ hys spouse It teachth agayne of prayse to pay theyr vowes All Christen men of prayse to pay theyr vowes 1 GReat is the Lord wyth hye accorde so praysed ought to bée In citie great where God is set hys holy hill to sée 2 For Syon hyll is fayer still of all the world the blisse This hyll so wyde holdth North on syde Gods citie hye it is 3 Our God euen thus most glorious is knowne in palace great As refuge sure all men to cure that place is hys so neat 4 For lo the kynges theyr gatherynges in earth made her to spoyle Though thus they met wyth fury whet yet her they could not foyle 5 Her walles and holdes they dyd behold and merueld all agast Theyr hartes were danke theyr brags were blanke eftsones they downe were cast 6 Such feares and panges theyr harts so wrang in tyme of theyr assaute As women knowes theyr bearyng throwes wyth feares lyke were they fraught 7 So dyd they quayle as Tharsls sayle felt wreckt by wyndes of East For Paynyms all be worthy fall Gods heritage to wrest 8 As we dyd heare so saw we neare Gods citye hye and strong Thys God of oures the God of powers wyll strength her aye from wrong 9 As we conceyud so we receyud O Lord thy mercy great For we dyd wayte thy helpe most great in myds of temple set 10 As EL thy name is strong in fame So is thy prayse well sene The world full out and so no dout thy workes full ryghteous bene 11 Let Syon mount her ioy recount let Iudas townes be glad For thys thy dome to pull a downe these Paynyms frantike mad 12 Walke ye about the wals so stout of Syons gostly house And tell her towers her fortes and bowers her prayse that ye may rouse 13 And marke ye well how strong she dwelth in bulwarkes how she lie That ye may tell it euery deale to your posteritie 14 This God euen hée our God we sée for aye and euer strong He shall vs guyde tyll death so wyde of hym shall be our song ¶ The Collecte O Most terrible God most worthy to bee magnified in al thy workes which art so glorious a prince in the heauenly Hierusalem enlarge vs in spirituall vnderstandyng so that after we haue receyued thy mercy in the mydst of the temple of our hartes we maye duely extoll thy name through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XLIX The Iewes be here theyr honour not to see Reproued full nere theyr honour not to see It doth inuite of worlde the pryde to flee The Christen knight of worlde the pryde to flee 1 O Heare ye out ye gentiles stout thys thyng that I wyll tell But ponder it wyth eares vnshit thys world all ye that dwell 2 Ye Adams broode ye noble blood heare ye my spell
enbrued wyth bloud hys God for grace dyd seeke 1 HAue mercy God on me I craue for thy great gentlenes Thy mercies store on me vouchsaue put out my sinfulnes 2 But washe me depe from all my sinne for déepely falne I am O clense me clere wythout wythin from synne that beastly came 3 For I confesse my wyckednes my state I fele most vyle In sight I beare my giltines it doth myne eye reuyle 4 To thée alone I trespaced I â—ind before thyne eyes That iust in word thou mightst be tryed thou iudge so pure to ryse 5 Behold in sinne I shapen was in natyue filth infect My mother me conceyud alas in sinne of Adams sect 6 But lo thou hast the truth well loued in hart alway to raigne Thys wisdome hid to few approued thou shewest to me most playne 7 Thou shalt me purge wyth Isope grene so clensd men me shall know Thou shalt me washe to be full clene more whyte than is the snow 8 Thou shalt make me much ioye to heare and rest for all my payne My shaken bones shall them besteare and ioye then once agayne 9 From my misdedes turne thou thy face I cannot say to oft From out thy bookes my gilt O rase to féele thy mercy soft 10 A puer hart make thou in me O God both good and true A rightful sprite wythin to be my soule agayne renue 11 From open sight of thy swete face O Lord reiect me not Withdraw not thou thy sprite of grace from me so desolate 12 Thy ioyfull health restore wyth all to me thus tâ—st wyth wo Wyth sprite most frée and principall strength me agayne to go 13 Then wyll I teache thy wayes for ryght to all the wycked sort That they to the conuerted quyte for comfort may resort 14 Ryd me from all bloudgiltines thou God my God of health My tonge shal sing thy ryghteousnes and iust condemne my selfe 15 O Lord my lips set open wyde in thankes to make them frée So shall my mouth on euery side geue laudes most due to thée 16 For thou regardst no sacrifice I would els geue it thée Nor yet requirst by law precise our offrings brent that bée 17 The sacrifice to God elect is iust a troubled sprite Good God thou wylt no tyme reiect a broken hart contrite 18 O shew thy grace and fauour yet to Syon Dauids throne Ierusalem â–ª that citie great build thou her wals of stone 19 Then ryghteous hostes thou shalt allow whole offrings burnt in sight Wyth sacrifice of calfe and cow they shall thyne aulters dyght ¶ The Collecte POure vpon vs O god most holy thy manifold mercies and compassions by whiche thou cleansest vs from the filthy corruption of sinne and therwyth makest our hartes cleane in thy sight we besech thee still to renue in our inward partes the gift of thy holy and principall sprite by power wherof we may glorifie thy name in this present worlde at last to come to thy heauenly Ierusalem through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme LII This Psalme inueith and is full wroth agaynst oppressours myght To Christ so Iudas fygure goth to Dauid Doegs spyte 1 WHy boast thy selfe thou tyraunt thus in malice vauntyng aye Knowst not that God is gracious to good men day by daye 2 Thy tong contriueth all crokednes of hartes aboundance great Wyth guiles it cutteth in craftines as rasour sharply whet 3 Thou malice louest aboue all good to hurt more then to helpe To hatch more lyes then truth to broode lyke Adams byrd and whelpe 4 Thou hast but loued to speake all nought that may perdition bring O thou false tong thou hast but sought deceite by flatteryng 5 Therfore shall God quite thée subuert thy house to take from thée And roote thée out all ouerwhart no lyuing land to sée 6 In seyng thys the ryghteous man shall feare and worshyp God And shall say thus to scorne hym than in Gods so heauy râ—d 7 Lo thys the man that had no lust in God hys strength to set But he in heapes of gold dyd trust by sinne hys strength he met 8 But I am lyke in God hys house a fruitfull Olyue grene In Gods good grace most piteous my trust shall aye be sene 9 I will laude thée â–ª for euer iust thy word doth neuer mis Thy name so good shall be my trust wyth good men good it is ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God which in thy power and fearefull wrath beatst downe all the vanitie of the worlde and spite of maÌ„s pride graunt vs so to florish as fruitfull Olyue trees in the house and congregatioÌ„ of thy people that by trust of thy name we may bee deliuered from the curse and malediction of thy wrath through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LII Thus clawbackes heare theyr shame Whom God shall once consume They Princes hartes enflame Wyth causeles ire to fume 1 WHy bragst in malice hye O thou in mischiefe stout Gods goodnes yet is nye All day to me no doubt 2 Thy tong to muse all euyll It doth it selfe inure As rasour sharpe to spill All guile it doth procure 3 Thou malice louedst to wrye Aboue all goodnes walke And more thou louest to lye Then righteousnes to talke 4 Yea loued thou hast no lesse To speake one worde for all All wordes of noughtines Thou tong in fraude most thrall 5 But God once thée shall wast Shall stroy and scrape by hand Thy tent from thée at last To roote thée out of land 6 And ryghteous men shall sée And feare therby shall take But yet at hym full frée Good laughter shall they make 7 O lo the man hymselfe That made not God hys ayde That trustd in ryches wealth Whose myght in mischiefe layde 8 But I as Olyue gréene In Gods swéete house shall lay My trust hath euer bene In Gods good grace for ay 9 I thée shall laude euen still For thys thou dydst say I Thy name to wayte I wyll For good thy sayntes it spy ¶ The Argument Psalme LIII Our natyue sinne this Psalme detecth that sinners all be we And that from grace who be reiect confounded must they be 1 THe foole haue sayd in hart euen so no God at all to bée Wherfore corrupt foule sinne they do to do good none wyll sée 2 God looked down from heauen so hye on Adams children all Some prudent man if he could spye that God would séeke or call 3 But they be all astrayd and gone abhominable made That would do good not one not one corrupt in all theyr trade 4 Know they no thyng in hart so stoure these wycked workers all My flocke as bread which do deuoure nor yet on God they call 5 They were afrayd where feare dyd lacke to shame God put them ryght Men pleasers bones God all to brake for he abhorde them quite 6 Oh that by God to Israell from Syon health were had Hys people thrall no more
of all our health in power most glorious 20 He is our God euen God I say all health and wealth to shape Yea death is ruld by God the lord whose dint by him we scape qwel 21 This God shal wound his enmies heds he shal their worthies Their heary scalpes to pare full nie that still in sinne wil dwel 22 God sayd I will restore as once from Basan myne I dyd I will returne all myne as once from seas most depe I ryd 23 That dipt thy féete in all their bloud may reade appeare aâ—eye That dogs myght licke their enmies bloud so read to be therby 24 Who lyst did sée O puissaunt God thy great procedings hie The goings iust of thée my God my king in sanctuary 25 WheÌ„ thanks were song first fingers went theÌ„ minstrels mouth theyr féete In myds were set the damsel maides who playd with timbrels swéete 26 When they in one were ioyntly met thus god they praysed wel From hart the ground they blest the Lord who sprang of Israel 27 Small Beniamin there ruler went so Iudas tribe theyr stone So went the Pieres of Zebulon and Neptaly came on 28 Thus god hath bid all streÌ„gth power for thée ful nye to be With strength O God coÌ„firme this worke that yâ— hast wrought so frée 29 FroÌ„ thy swéete house Ierusalem make this thy strength procede Then kings shal bryng theyr offerings to thée to praise thy dede once tamde 30 The launce mens routes once scatred wyde the peoples calueâ— When they shal stoupe and presentes bring and warring folâ—â— once shamde 31 Then shal the Pieres of Egipt land for this come meke in sigâ—â— Then Ethiops ful soone shal yeld to God their hands and might 32 O all ye realmes of all the earth sing ye to God of blis Sing psalmes and hymnes to testify how worthy prayse he is 33 To him that rydeth on heauen of heuens as he hath done of 〈◊〉 Lo he his voyce hath vttred forth a voyce most strong and bold 34 Ascribe to God all strength and myght to Israel so showed On whom hâ—s power no lesse is wrought then is on heauen bâ—â—stowe 35 O God thou art full terrible from out thy sanctuary This Iacobs God hys people aydth O blest be God therby ¶ The Collecte O Lord and gouernour whiche refreshest thy electe flocke with spirituall nourishment of all dilectation graunte vnto all thy congregation so to vnderstand thy victorious deth that we may alway confesse thy worthy victory against sinne death and hell and to honour thy maiesty now syttyng on the right hand of thy father to whome with thee and the holy ghost be all honor and glory for euer Amen ¶ The Argument Psalme LXIX A sute of man in trouble bounde that hath his hart opprest To Christ and his it nye doth sounde as Paule somewhere exprest 1 SAue me O Lord in heauines by woes depressed downe The ragyng waues of all distres be falne my soule to drowne 2 In myre so déepe I sticke full fast all bottomeles to sée In waters déepe downe am I cast the flouds haue whelmed mée 3 In crying still I wery go my throate is horse and dry Myne eyes be dimme and fainty so whyle God I wyshe to spy 4 My foes excéede my heares of head at me they causeles looke My foes preuayle that wyshe me dead I payd I neuer tooke 5 Thou know O God my folishnes if ought amisse I dyd My crymes of lyfe my simplenes from thée be neuer hyd 6 Who wayte on thée féele they no hostes of shame for my desert O God the Lord of Iacobs hostes let them féele neuer smart 7 Forsooth for thée susteyned I both shame and vyle reproofe My face is hyd for infamy so felt for thy behoofe 8 I was repute as stranger fremd to all my brethren bad As aliant so me condemnd my mothers children had 9 For why the zeale of thy swéete house hath me vp eaten quite On me fell dedes opprobrious of them that thée did spyte 10 I wept and fast my soule to chast my body low to bryng Thus when I dyd they did it cast to my disabelyng 11 When sackecloth course I put me on to mourne my griefe the more Theyr laughyng stocke and iestyng stone they made me then therfore 12 The Iudges eke which sate in gate on me they babled euill So dyd on me wyne bibbers prate yea songes they made theyr fill 13 Yet I O Lord prayd whole to thée in tyme acceptably For thy great ruthe and veritie wyth helpe heare thou my cry 14 O plucke me out of myre and sand before I sinke to stéepe Let me escape my haters hand to ryse from waters déepe 15 Let me no tyme by floudes and sea all ouerflowne to bée Nor let the déepe vp swalow me ne pit shit mouth on mée 16 This graunt to mée O God this day thy grace is liberall Turne thy respect to me I pray regard thy mercies all 17 Hyde not thy face and cherefull sight from me thy seruant poore For greuous woes on me be lyght make hast and heare therfore 18 Draw nye my soule to chalenge it redeme and saue it well For these my foes so haut they sit saue me from them so sell. 19 Thou knowst what spite what shame I beare what vyle rebukes I féele Myne enemies all that me do deare be known to thée full well 20 The shame hath pearst and rent my hart I féele all hartes disease I lookt if man would ease my smart but none was me to ease 21 In stede of meat for my repast they gaue me bitter gall In my great thyrst they esill cast to quenche my thirst wythall 22 Theyr table be to them a snare theyr swéete meates tournd to sowre And that for ioy they dyd prepare let theare but sorrow lowre 23 Theyr eyes be darke to sée no lyght and wyt be far fro them And make theyr loynes to réele vpright be they lyke drunken men 24 Poure out thy wrath these frekes to strike who walke so stubburnely And let thyne ire and wrath a lyke take hold of them full nye 25 Theyr dwellyngs fyne be they supprest that they theyr country lose In all theyr tents let no man rest theyr stocke no man to chose 26 For whom thou smitest they scourge in sport as though thou wouldst them so Of thyne afflict and wounded sort they talke wyth pleasure to 27 O let them fall from sinne to sinne as thou dydst plague the blynde And suffer not that they go in thy iustice it to fynde 28 Be they cast out of booke of lyfe who thus impugne Gods grace No where in booke memoratiue wyth iust men haue they place 29 As now for me for that I mourne in paynes and dolours lye Thy health to me O God returne to rayse vp me on hye 30 Gods name I wyll wyth prayse aduaunce in song full déepe in hart I will in hymnes hys laudes enhaunce hys grace
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
is set our helpe so great our shield he is to tell And be our kyng all health to bryng that saint of Israell 19 Thou spakest thus once in visions to thy swete saintes full nye My helpe I layd to strong mens ayde I chase and hauntst him hye 20 I Dauid found my seruant sound I sacred hym wyth oyle Hym kyng made I ryght holily and Lord of all the soyle 21 Wyth hym my hand shall strongly stand my power shall hym defend My valiant arme shall whole hym arme for strength I will him send 22 No force so â—yne can vndermyne hys strength to make him thrall No crafty wyle shall him beguile by wycked man to fall 23 I down will bray his foes aray which shall hys face resist His haters lyke I will them strike and stroy them shall my fist 24 My faythfulnes and gentlenes wyth hym shall long abyde In my good name shall spring his fame hys horne and strength full wyde 25 Unto the sea his raigne shall be and he the Lord of it His right hand shall rule ryuers all on fluds as chiefe to sit 26 He me full grate shall inuocate most frankly thus to say My father thou my God t'auow my helth my rocke my stay 27 Yea more then this I wyll him blisse my first begotten sonne More hie to stand then kings in land that yet to earth be gone 28 I will him kepe my fauour meke for euer hym to loue My couenaunt fast to hym so past shall neuer voyde remoue 29 His séede euen so shall stable go so depe I will it plant His regall powers shall days and howers as heauen stand valiant 30 But if his sede from me recede and shall my law forsake Or yet shall balke in all theyr walke my iudgemente them to slake 31 And shall perchance myne ordinance prophane and cast it backe Or my precept as light reiect to kepe it shall be slacke 32 I wyll no doubt then visite stout to scourge theyr wyckednes I wyll them smite wyth plagues in sight to beate their sinnefulnes 33 Yet wyll not I my clemency wythdraw from them to go And lowd to lye so wyll not I my fayth to ieopard so 34 I list not vayne my pact prophane though they defile theyr south I wyll me take to that I spake to kepe my word of mouth 35 Once sware I dyd and testified my holines to pledge From Dauids part I would not start as this may he alledge 36 That is his sede should euer sprede and neuer should decay Hys throne begunne should shyne as sunne in my swete light to lay 37 As moone in sight it should be bryght though oft it féelth the clips These witnes sure in heauen endure to try my fayth of lips 38 But lo as now what done hast thou thou hast abhord thy Christ And hym forsakt and abiect makt at hym displeasd thou lighst 39 Of couenant made thou breakst the trade wyth this thy seruant knit His regall crowne thou rentst it down euen flat on earth to sit 40 His walles as wast thou battred hast and none thou leauest to stand Thou breakst hys fortes stroyst his portes thyne ire séemth now so grand 41 All they to spy which iorney by tread downe hys raygne in spyte The neyghbour next hys state hath vext as laughyng stocke in sight 42 Who foes therto in hatred go theyr handes thou lyftes on hye The enemy coye thou makst him ioy at it hys iestes to wry 43 Thou hast whole stynt hys weapons dynt hys edge of sword but blunt It had no power as conquerour to wynne as it was wont 44 Thus hys renowne thou pulst a downe wyth darkenes all obscurde Hys scepter flat on ground is plat dispayre he séeth assurde 45 Thou hast in déede thus shortened hys yong and flouryng dayes Thou hast hym clad wyth shame bestad ashamed thus he layes 46 How long by day wylt thou for aye O Lord thus hyde thy face And shall thyne ire thus burne as fire wylt thou thys raigne disgrace 47 O call to mynde in hart yet kynde what brittle date I beare Or hast thou wrought mankynd for nought to stroy hym thus in feare 48 What man is hée in lyfe so frée that death shall neuer sée Can he escape hys mortall shape from graue whole ryd to bée 49 Where may we holde thy mercies olde O Lord where do they lygh As thou dydst sweare in Dauids eare in truth most earnestly 50 Then call to mynde spite done vnkynde O Lord to thyne electes What tauntes in brest â–ª I hold at rest of diuers peoples sectes 51 Wherwyth thy foes haue wrought vs woes O Lord despitefully They threat vs hye opprobriously no steps of Christ to spy 52 We may conclude though we be rude the Lord will turne agayne The Lord therfore for euermore be blest Amen Amen ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God most true in thy promises and terrible yet in thy iudgementes graunt we beseche thee that we may walke faythfullye before thy holye face to feele the comfort of thy louyng presence and where we bee scourged at any tyme for straying from thee that yet agayne we may receyue thy mercy to glorify thy name Through Iesus Christ c. ¶ The ende of the third booke Here beginneth the fourth Booke of Psalmes ¶ The Argument Psalme XC The wofull lyfe of man for sinne here Moses paynted clere Gods grace aduaunst mans state deiect Christes aduent craued here 1 O Lord thou hast our refuge bene as sanctuary most frée In tyme now past froÌ„ age to age to whoÌ„ safe might we flée made 2 Before the hils had ful their shape ere earth world was FroÌ„ world to world true God thou art thy power shal neuer fade 3 Thou doost retract mans life to dust thou so dissoluest his trayne And saist eftsoones ye Adams séede returne to lyfe agayne 4 A thousand yeres in thy good sight as yesterday that was though long they seme yet swift thy slide as nightly watch doth pas 5 Thou makest theÌ„ flow as fluds in course as dremes they vanish lyte As early grasse in sodentye doth change hys hue and plight 6 Which flourth at moâ—ne groethful grene gatherth streÌ„gth ful gay But rept it is at nyght full dym and witherth dry away 7 A like we wast and fall away when thou art wroth for sinne And whyle thys sence of wrath doth last aâ—rayd we be therin 8 Thou hast detect before thy face â–ª our sinnes ful open layd Our hydden crymes our secrecies thy face hath bright dewrayd 9 For all our dayes do slyde away in thy displeasant wrath We spend our yeres â–ª as tale is told that brittle pleasure hath 10 Our yeres in dais be seuenty selde though streÌ„gth wan eighty mo That pride at last were paine and griefe it passe and hence we go 11 Thy wrathfull power who can comprise no man by reasonyng for more that maÌ„ doth feare thy power â–ª
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
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
they sought hym then full gent They séemed tho theyr sinnes to rue to God at morne they went 35 Then could they well remember this that God was all their strength That God full good redemer is theyr comfort most at length 36 But yet they dyd but glose in speache theyr hartes agréed not so They lyed in tonge thus hym to seache dissemblers dyd they go 37 Theyr myndes to hym were nothing sound but hollow hartes they had They stoode not still wyth hym so bound in league and couenaunt glad 38 Yet he so good theyr sinnes forget and would not them despise Full oft hys wrath he dyd retrete that whole it should not ryse 39 For he dyd count they were but flesh as frayle as britle glasse And that they were like wynde to gesse that passth wythout repasse 40 Ryght many tymes in wildernes they hym prouoked sore How much grieued they his gentlenes in desert more and more 41 They dyd reuolte oft God to tempt that saint of Israell They proued hys power in mad contempt as he in boundes should dwell 42 They minded not hys able hand what once for them it wrought Nor yet that day when they were bond how he redemption brought 43 How he had done miraculously in Egipt fully out In Zoan field his wonders hye they dyd forget no dout 44 When he did turne theyr waters swéete to bloud how they increast And made theyr springes all full on méete for drinke for man or beast 45 He lyce sent eke all kynd of flies which them deuoured quyte Among them frogs dyd scraule and ryse to vexe them day and nyght 46 He gaue theyr fruites of whole encrease to caterpillers spoyle The grashopper dyd neuer cease to wast theyr labours toyle 47 He dyd vnbarke of vyne the trées wyth stones in clods congeald And eke theyr trées of mulberies wyth frostes so sene but selde 48 He smote their beastes of cart and plough wyth hayle in his great ire Their other flockes he smoote full rough wyth coales of burnyng fire 49 He cast on them his fury whote wrath woo with anguyshe styng With such fel plages them sore he smote which Angels euyll do bring 50 He made playn waye for his sore wrath to go and stroyd them quyte No sowle he sparde from sodaine death their beasts the plage dyd smyte 51 He stroyd theyr fruites begotten fyrst In Egypt furious Their prymer fruts of all their lust where Chams séede dwelt in house 52 But yet he led his people frée lyke shepe he kept them aye As shepe in flocke most tenderly in desert led their waye 53 He brought them out in suertye all feares that they might flée He ouerwhelmd their foes at eye In waues of fomyng sea 54 He brought them iust within the cost of his good Sanctuary To this swete hyl of vertue most which hys right hand dyd bye 56 He Payâ—yms draue all out of place and Iacobs stocke put in Theyr heritage he set the space and met theyr lot by lyne 57 But yet the Lord they tempted hie and hym prouoked still They turned quite his law awry the signes of hys good wyll 58 They turnd theyr backes yea did conspire as once theyr fathers went To theyr old wontes they dyd retyre as sturdy bow in bent 59 To reare hill aulters was theyr trade wherby they moued hym sore Of Idols grauen theyr Gods they made by which they greued him more 60 God heard thys case full wroth was he wyth indignation great At Israell excedingly hys sore displeasure fret 61 That he did shoone hys sacrary which once in Sylo stoode Hys tent I say pitchd stedfastly among olde Adams bloud 61 So he eftsones to thraldom sent hys arke that was theyr strength Which was theyr olde fayre ornament their foes possest at length 62 His folke he gaue vnto the sword wyth warres entangled so Hys heritage full sore he deard in much displeasant wo. 63 The fire eate vp theyr lusty men both yong in armes and sydes Theyr virgins yong not honord then wyth wedlocke songes as brides 64 Theyr priestes by sword were vily slayne â–ª religion set at nought No wydowes left which should complayne before all slayne by thought 65 The Lord as one layd long in slepe at length from slepe awoke Wyth wyne refresht in hart full depe as gyaunt strength he toke 66 Hys foes rearwardes euen down he felde theyr hynder partes he strake That most in shame they euer dweld so he theyr armies brake 67 All Iosephs trybe he dyd refuse hys arke to them to bryng So Ephraym he would not vse he ment an other thyng 68 But Iudas trybe he toke hym till wherin he bode in place And olde beloued swéete Zyon hyll he chase in louely grace 69 And there he built hys sanctuary as princely palace hye He founded it as earth to lygh in state perpetually 70 And Dauid meke he dyd elect hys seruaunt whom he loued To state so hye from state abiect from shepe cotes hym remoued 71 He toke them vp in followyng hys ewes full big wyth yong To guide hys folke in pasturyng hys heyres of Iacob sprong 72 And he them fed in faythfull hart as Christ annoynted kyng He gouernd them in prudent part hys raygne all blisse dyd spring ¶ The Collecte ALmightye God which art most bountifull feast maker we beseche thee release our soules with that heauenly Manna thy spirituall grace that we dyrected by the hand of thy prouidence may continually dwell in the holy mount of thy chosen congregation once redemed by thyne almighty hand at the last to come to thy holy tabernacle to ioy with thee eternally by the gift of thy sonne Iesus Christ to whoÌ„ with thee and the holy ghost be all honor and glory Amen The Argument Psalme LXXIX ¶ The church lamenth the tyranny of all her foes so fell Her sinnes she waylth most mourningly â–ª yet trust of helpe full well 1 O God now come be Paynyms wylde thyne heritance to wast Thy holy house they haue defylde Hierusalem is raced 2 Thy seruaunts corps this heathen sect hath cast to byrdes for meate Thy sayntes weake flesh they haue reiect to beastes of earth to eate 3 Theyr bloud they haue lyke water shed about Hierusalem And none there was to mourne the dead or yet to bury them 4 We are become an open shame to all our neyghbours next But mockyng stockes in laughyng game on all sides we be vext 5 O Lord how long shall last thyne ire for euer shall it bée Thy gelousie to burne as fyre for euer shall we sée 6 Poure out thy wrath vpon thy foes for Paynyms know not thée Upon those realmes which be to lose thy name and power to sée 7 Deuourd they haue true Iacobs place hys séede and house lygheth wast The sanctuary of thy good grace the walles they haue defaced 8 Our former sinnes remember not make spéede shew mercy soone Thou séest our griefe our wofull state how all
O Angels hie of God The Lord your ornament Ye heauens so clere waters eke Aboue the firmament Quire * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O all ye powers of God Ye sunne and moone also Ye starres of heauens ye showres dewes The Lordes rough wyndes that blow Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse â–ª and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O fyre and partching heate Ye winters Sommers all Ye dewes and frostes ye frostes and cold Ye snowes and Yse that fal Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O nights and dayes so bright Ye lights and darkenes dimme Ye lightnings cloudes and earth so round Extoll and laude ye him Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie His blessed holy name Rectors O hils and mountaynes great Grene thyngs on earth that growe Ye wels and springs ye Seas and flouds And Whales in deepes by low Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O all ye fethred foules Ye beasts and herds abroade O ye the sonnes of mortall men O Israell prayse the Lord. Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify his blessed holy name Rectors O priests of God aboue And seruants true of hys Ye sprites and soules of righteous men Extoll the Lord of blisse Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify His blessed holy name Rectors O men of hart so meeke And holy soules in mynde O Anani and Azari And Miâ—aell so kynde Quiere * Prayse ye the king of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify His blessed holy name Benedictus O Blest be God of Israell The Lorde guide we know full well He visited hys people all He them by grace redéemd from thrall And raisde he hath saluation Most mighty now for vs eche one Of Dauids stocke so vertuous His seruauntes line and noble house As he dyd speake in tymes of olde By holy Prophetes mouthes so tolde Which were his will to vtter than And haue bene since the world began That we should be in fréedome quite And saued be from enmies spite To scape the handes and cruell state Of all the men that vs do hate The mercy plight to fathers sage To them performe from age to age And eke recount hys noble acte To call to minde hys sacred pacte His othe to kepe so sworne and plight To Abraham our fathers right Which he in tyme so bounteous Would iust performe and geue to vs. That we so rid from enmies handes From cruell yoke of combrous bandes Myght serue hym styll in ioyfull cheare Without all griefe all care and feare In holines and righteousnes So hym to serue in stablenes Before hym thus all voyde of strife To passe all dayes of this our life And thou good child shalt haue the name Of Prophet great most chiefe in fame For thou shalt go before Gods face To shew before hys wayes of grace To geue vnto his people sone To knowledge healthes â–ª saluation This health to shew the grace of his For all theyr faultes and sinnes remisse Through mercy great and tender loue Of God the Lord that raignes aboue Wherby the day that spring from hie Us visited so ioyfully Them lyght to geue that placed bée In darkenes great and miserie And eke in shade of death no lesse And guide our féete in wâ—yâ—s of peace ¶ Magnificat MY soule the Lord doth magnifie Who shewth his power so mightely Thus hath he done â–ª by his gret might Of onely grace that he hath plight Also my sprite both day and hower Reioyceth in God my sauiour Not me my selfe but thée O Lord I do extoll in hartes accord For he hath thus regarded mée His handmayd true of low degrée Whose poore estate and simple house He doth accept so bounteous And now behold the kyndreds all Shall me henceforth right blessed call So thou hast sayd by thy good worde As aungels voyce doth well recorde For he that is most mighty tride Hath me set vp and magnified By his good grace he doth the same For holy is his worthy name And mercy great that he doth beare Is shewd to all that do hym feare On kinredes all by him alone He helpes vs now and hearth our mone Wyth hys good arme he strength hath shewd And scattred cleane the proud and lewd In their conceiptes â–ª and fansies vayne This is our God that still doth raigne The mighty downe from seat he threw And humble hartes exalted due Thus God hath done by power so hie The worldly riche full low do lie The hungry soule he filde in all Wyth eche good thyng so liberall The riche in wealth wyth all their ray With empty handes he sent away Remembring still hys grace that fell Hys seruaunt holye good Israell Which promisd was our fathers gray And Abraham hys séede for aye Nunc dimittis LOrd now thou lettest thy seruant go To peacefull rest thou good art so Thy loue to me thou doost aforde Accordth thereto thy holy word For these my eyes saw happely Health long desird so ernestly Thy sauing health thou geuest alone My eyes haue seene saluation Which thou hast thus preparde aright Before thy flock and peoples sight Theyr eyes do sée thy loues entent And goodnes great which thou hast sent To be a light to Gentels all To lighten them that lye in thrall That thy good flock in ioy may dwell To glory great of Israell Grace before meate MOst louing Lord to thee we cry All vs to blesse our borde be nye Thy giftes to vse in this repast No spoyle to make hereof in waste And that our want while we do â—yll Our hart and tong expresse none euell Grace after meate PReserue vs Lord which all hast wrought As thou of loue vs all hast bought Refresh our soules with godly feare For these good giftes kind hart to beare Our tyme to spend ech day by day At our liues ende reioyce we may Quicunque vult WHo saued will be before all thinges He must true fayth fast hold in all which safe sound who kepth it not Without all doubt he perish shall This is the fayth calde Catholike Euen through the world full out so famde To serue one god in Trinitie In Trinitie but one so namde Confounding not theyr persons three Their substance sundred cannot be The father sonne and holy goste Be diuers yet in persons three The godhed yet of them all one Of father sonne and