doe I lord both day and night For grace both beg and craue 2. SIGHE. O that there vvere such an hart iâ—… me to feare thee to keepe all thâ—… lavves that it might goe vvell vvith me mine for aye The third straine 1. LOrd turne thee to thy grace That once thou shewedst to me O saue me not for my good acts I seeke I sue to thee 2. My soule vvhy dost thou faint And art vvith greefe soe prest My hart my mind vvhy doe you thus Fret â—…ore vvithin my brest 3. Trust soule to god for aye And thou the time shalt see When thou shalt thinke thanke him still For health peace to thee 4. For vvhy his vvrath doth last A space and then doth slacke But in his face grace for aye Thou canst not ioy long lacke 5. Though gripes and greefes full sorâ—… Doe lodge vvith thee all night Yet ioy and grace shal be at hand Ere that the day be light 6. The lord is kind and meeke When vve doe make him greeue He is full slovve his vvrath to shevv Great grace he doth vs giue 7. And loe vvhat loue good men To their ovvne seede doe beare Like grace the lord doth shevve to such As searue him in his feare 3. SIGHE. O that I had vvings like a doue my svvete loue that I might fly hence to thee so be at rest both in mind in thought in hart in soule and in mine vvhole The fourth straine 1. THE lord that made me knovves My shape my mould my lust â—…vve vveake hovve vaine hovve fraile hovve fond And that I am but dust 2. god in me set vp A pure hart in thy sight â—…d eke in all my parts let be A good and meeke svveete spright 3. With thy svveete spright of povver Cure thou o lord my sore And I shall teach the good and ill To bovve to thy svvete lore 4. My soule doth pant and bray Mine hart is neere at rest â—…t seekes to knovve thy lavve thy vvill And vvhat may please thee best 5. O vvould it might thee please My vvaies to sett in right That I might both in hart and deed Thy lavves to keepe in sight 6. O lord I doe tend still My daies my time to serue That I nor mieÌ„ may haue a thought From thy lavves once to svverue 7. O saue me then o god Looke on me vvith thy health For that I rate at such a price More theÌ„ the vvide vvorlds wealth 4. SIGHE. O let the vvords of my mouth the thoughts of my hart the tune of my voice touch of my tongue be euer in thy sight o lord as a svveet smell for Christ his sake both at morne Eue none daye The fift straine 1. WIth ioy lord of the Iust Let my poore soule be fraught That I may liue in peace and glee And free from all that 's naught 2. Lord keepe me for in thee I stay and stand and feed Thou art my god and of my goods O lord thou hast noe need 3. I giue them to the Saincts That in the vvorld doe dvvell Yea to the folke of faith and loue Whose care is to doe vvell 4. My hart is prest for aye And eke my tongue is soe I vvill raise vp my soule in song In spight of hell and foe 5. To praise my god that hath Shevvd loue and life to me And made me scape both bloud blovve And soe did sett me free 6. O lord vvhat shall I pay To thee for this thy grace I vovve to thee my selfe my life My loue and all my race 7. Grant lord I beg and pray In thee that vve may rest So shall our soules sing to thy praise And aye in thee be blest 5. SIGHE. O my god vvhy art thou gone from me and vvhy dost thou hide thâ—… svveete face from my prayer for seeke thee sue to thee vvith all mâ—… hart and that thou knovvst full vvell The sixt straine 1. MY soule giue praise to god My spright shall doe the same â—…d all the parts of hart and mind Shall praise for aye his name 2. â—…ue thankes for all his gifts Shevv soule thy selfe most kind â—…d let not his good deeds to thee Once slipp out of thy mind 3. â—…e quitt thee of thy faults He rid thy life from death â—…is good his grace doth vvaite on thee His vvord doth giue thee breath 4. If thou vvert brought to graue And turnd to mould dust Yet he vvill giue thee life in store As he to thee is iust 5. Teach me then lord to knovve Thy lavve thy loue thy lore Thy vvorkes thy vvords as signes sealâ—… I le lay them vp in store 6. O day of ioy to me When I learnd first to knovve Hovve for to scape my selfe my sinâ—… And hell that is soe lovve 7. I giue mine all to thee My bud my branch my fruite I beg of thee o lord my god To grant to me my suite 6. SIGHE. O my god to thy hands I giue â—… spright thou hast bine a pledge for mâ—… and that to death o god Thou art thâ—… the god both of my health life râ—… for aye The seuenth straine 1. O Lord thou hast me tride And day by day dost knovve 〈◊〉 thoughts my vvords my lookes my deeds My sighs my groans my vvoe 2. â—…y bones they are not hid Thou knevvst them all each one â—…r in thy note they vvere all vvrote Each ioynt and bone by bone 3. â—…ie still and search mine hart My thoughts proue day night â—…d if the ill doe touch me lord O leade me to the right 4. â—…r thou canst rule my raines As vvhen I vvas in vvombe giude me in this life of mine And rest me in my tombe 5. Keepe me from men that muse Of bloud of bane of ill O let me thinke of thee o lord And hovve to doe thy vvill 6. So shall noe shame me taynt My corps my goods my namâ—… So shall I rest in ioy and peace And touch noe blot of shamâ—… 7. So shall thy folke for me Be glad and sing thy praise So shall my selfe my seed my soâ—… Be thine in all my daies 7. SIGHE. O let not my suite come in 〈◊〉 to thee but heare o my god anâ—… to my soule I am and vvill be thy 〈◊〉 from hell thy port from the sea of 〈◊〉 vvorld and vvill bring thee to theâ—… of blisse A months minde â—…o Thinke on death muse 〈◊〉 the graue that the feare of death â—…ay not be fierce vvhen Christ shall call vs out of this vvorld is to be song in the tune of I sayd I vvill looke to my vvaie PSALM XXXIX death I vvill be thy death saith â—…rist for he is the death of death the â—…eath of sinne the life of man the breath of god for man to liue there in vvorld vvith out end HAMBOROUGH Januarij 24. 1620. To his much respected good frend Mr. THOMAS BARKER one of â—…e assistants of the worthy
coÌ„panie â—…f the Marchants Aduenturers residing at Hamborough The blessing of both vvorlds in â—…rist Iesus WElbeloued There is nothing more comfortable to a spirituall minded maÌ„â—…n to muse meditate of his â—…arture hence into the blessed â—…t of Christ in the other life â—… to a vvordling that vvould â—…ld vp a rest for his body here â—…g a requiem to his soule in this â—…le of teares nothing is more fearefull hiddeous then for hiâ—… to heare death spoken of We mâ—… therefore examine our selues vvhether vve can sing a song ofâ—… in this exile and banishmeÌ„t vvhther vve can solace our selues in hymnes songs of our ends aâ—… departure hence For vve mâ—… hence Nothing more sure but tâ—… tyme vvhen the place vvhere 〈◊〉 the manner hovv Nothing morâ—… vnsure It is sufficient that gâ—… telleth vs our life is but a flovâ—… that fadeth an hovver thâ—… passeth a shadovve that departâ—… a vanity that vexeth a momeÌ„t tâ—… vvarneth a nothing vvhen vvâ—… haue done all vve can For â—… thoughts our faults our purposâ—… our proiects our loues our liuâ—… vvhen our breath departetâ—… perisheth in the tvvinckling of O then let vs meditate muse our selues and sing say to our â—…les that our end the last â—…ings are not the least but the best â—…ngs that vve can consider of to â—…rtifie vs make vs meete for â—…e sauing mercies of god in Christ vvhich I recomend you in my â—…arest loue rest Yours in life death W. LOE The first muse 1. â—…Eare soule thou hast thought of thy end And novve muse on the vvay â—…he first part is a life vvell spent The last is deaths doomes day 2. â—…all I call that the vvay of vvoe By vvhich vve passe to blisse sure there is noe vvay but that To bring me vvhere Christ is 3. â—…nd vvhat is death novve dost thou thinke But dovvne vvith all the stickes â—…f vvhich this earth tent of ours Is made that gainst god kickes 4. â—…eath is the farevvell of old frends Till they meete to be blest â—…eath is the iudge to quitt froÌ„ iayle The soule that longs for rest 5. Death makes the corps of claâ—… 〈◊〉 sleeâ—… But vvakes the soule to see Death payes the debte teares thâ—… boâ—… And all to sett thee free 6. There is a death of deaths my soule The death of hell and vvoe But Christ his death hath payd foâ—… thâ—… His vvord doth tell thee soe 7. O Christ my soule doth thinke on thâ—… And thankes thee day and nighâ—… That thou hast râ—…d me froÌ„ this deatâ—… By thy great povver and might 1. THOUGHT Thy Christ o soule hath set theâ—… free vvho through feare of death vverâ—… all their life time in bonds and thrall HEB. 2. 15. The second muse 1. â—… Muse my soule sith thou art safe Get home ene to thy rest â—…r god to praise in songs psalmes I hold it for the best 2. â—…y soule hovve canst thou feare to goe In stepps vvhere Christ hath bine â—…e hath to graue led thee the vvay O then leaue of to sinne 3. â—…or hire of sinne is death and graue To death are deepe fell vvayes â—…here needs noe kinues noe cords noe svvords It comes on nights and dayes 4. â—…ne by a slatt a flye a grape One by a bit of meate â—…ne by the ayre a flovver a thorne Comes to his doome so great 5. Why then my soule feare not thâ—… deaâ—… The sting of it is lost The bed of graue is svveete and safe Through Christ his care cost 6. Our sinne made death our foe at last Our frend Christ hath it made By death vve pass the port of rest When all things else doe fade 7. What if this giude doe lead my corps Through graue both darke fell â—… Whiles at that tyme my soule doth liue And vvith my Christ doth dvvâ—…ll 2. THOUGHT O my soule ioy be glad for thy Christ hath made thee say to death o death vvhere is thy death o graue vvhere is thy povver 1. COR. 15. 55. The third muse 1. WHat if my frends doe mourne for me And sobb and sigh in moane What if my seed doe crie and roare And greeue and vvaile and grone 2. This vvhile my soule sees him that vvas Once dead but novve doth liue And that for aye my Christ in god My lord that life doth giue 3. What care I vvho doth shutt mine â—…ies WheÌ„ death doth make me see As I am seene of god in Christ And then vvith him shall be 4. What if my life the vvorld doe not Set out in vvords of fame Whiles I liue vvith the god of life What care I for the same 5. If death shovvld still be foe to me He harmes but my vvorst part My best part farre out of his reacâ—… Scornes both his ruth and darâ—… 6. And more then this my corps once deaâ—… Feeles noe more sting of death But then my soule is free and liues In god by Christ his breath 7. Novve then my soule sich thou doâ—… beaâ—… Tvvo things vvrapt vp in breast Lett each part turne and goe seâ—… His seate his scite his rest 3. THOUGHT O god they that dvvelt in a darke place by thee haue seene the light they that vvalkt in the shade of death thoâ—… hast brought them to the light vvith great ioy peace ESAY 9. 2. The fourth muse 1. SHrinke not deare soule at sight of death Nor faint thou at gods call â—…ovve oft hast thou hard bells to passe For frends for foes for all 2. â—…ovve oft hast thou the sicke bede seene Of vvights in woe most rife â—…ovve oft haue things bine done to death And all to giue thee life 3. â—…nd canst thou hope that some vvay else For thee is made in sence WheÌ„ kings Prests rich poore And all must thus goe hence 4. â—…asse on my soule sing ioy In god that makes the graue A place for thee to pass to bliss And knovves vvhat thou vvouldst haue 5. Hovve oft hast thou seene eies fâ—… cloâ—… And heard by dint of svvord Hovve oft vaine men in field haâ—… fougâ—… In fence of a vaine vvord 6. What theÌ„ novve dost thou feare my soulâ—… The stage of death is bed And graue that rests our bones in peaâ—… That here on earth haue fed 7. Let them feare death vvhose hart mind Is more sicke theÌ„ their face Hovve canst thou feare since novve thy Christ Hath shed his bloud for grace 4. THOUGHT O giue me light that am set in a darke place shade of death and giude me by thy good grace o Christ to the vvay of peace LUCK 1. 79. The fift muse 1. WHat losse is this svveet soule to loose This corps this flesh this skinn â—…hen thou shalt vvinn thy god in Christ Thy selfe fred from thy sinn 2. â—…hen thou shalt see the soules the Saincts â—…n ioy in rest in blisse â—…heÌ„ thou this vvorld a sea of sinne A sinke a
stye shalt misse 3. â—… change most blest for thee to knovve To rid thee of these raggs â—…nd thy selfe clad in robes of state In spight of death his brags 4. â—…his skin this shame this dust this dung This earth this mire this clay â—…all shine as sunne in raies of rest When thou shalt see that day 5. Thine eies that vvere full sad to 〈◊〉 Thine oft and ill done deeds Shall then see Christ still in thy sighâ—… Where grace good still feeds 6. These eares that heare the ruth ragâ—… Of tongue as hott as hell Shall then the voice of Christ shâ—… heaâ—… And saincts vvith him that dvvell 7. And theÌ„ this tongue that novv dotâ—… plaâ—… Of greefe of vvoe of gall Shall tune a part in that svveet quiâ—… With Christ vvith saincts vvith aâ—… 5. THOUGHT O my soule thy Christ hath tooke part vvith flesh bloud that by deatâ—… he might beate dovvne him that had thâ—… povver of death HEB. â—… 14. The sixt muse 1. â—…Ovve vvhat is death theÌ„ say my soule I st not a sleepe in graue â—…ey that did feele the vvorst of it The stile of sleepe it gaue 2. â—…d aske thy corps o my svveet soule WheÌ„ full vvith toyle of day â—…it hath not bine glad to rest As cloyd vvith a foule vvay 3. â—…nd novve in this svveete sleepe of death Thou art sure to be blest â—…hy like a child vvilt thou not goe To this thy bed thy rest 4. â—…idst thou ere see a bird in cage Sitt still vvith in the grate â—…hat might flie foorth to vvoods to groues To meete his loue his mate 5. Did Paule vvhen god his gyues 〈◊〉 buâ—… And rid him out of iayle Crie out say not yet o lord I doe not like this bayle 6. Paule slepte tvvixt tvvo that did 〈◊〉 keep But vvheÌ„ that he vvas free And rid froÌ„ iayle did he once tuâ—… To iayle those bonds to see 7. O my svveete soule didst ere thou â—… At sea men sing their songâ—… And vvheÌ„ to laÌ„d they â—…aÌ„e did grâ—… And tell their frends of vvrongâ—… 6. THOUGHT O heare me o lord my god 〈◊〉 light to mine eies least I sleepe the 〈◊〉 of death PSAL. 30. 3. The seuenth muse 1. â—…st thou o soule no mind to rest In all thy paine and toyle 〈◊〉 vvilt thou still goe on drudge 〈◊〉 lott on sea on soyle 2. â—…ve oft haue vvights in vvoe greefe 〈◊〉 ought death to ease their paine â—…h death found thee vvilt thou not â—…o goe from greefe be faine 3. â—…th name of death the fright my soule â—…hat if meÌ„ call sleepe death â—…lt thou be fraid to close thine eies â—…r feare to loose thy breath 4. â—…hat hurt vvill coÌ„e to thee by that The first man vvas in sleepe â—…eÌ„ god a vvife made him for helpe The man in ioy to keepe 5. And vvhat if novve thy god forth Whilst thou dost sleepe in graâ—… Doth make thy soule a spouse Châ—… His face his grace to haue 6. My death o soule but parts the frâ—… That each hath led the vvay And novve shake hands but for spâ—… Till meete in rest thy may 7. Goe then my soule to this sure gaiâ—… Part vvith a frend a space The tyme vvill come vvhen this â—… dâ—… Shall see thy Christ his face 7. THOUGHT The due of sinne my soule is dâ—… graue hell but the gift of god is lâ—… ioy and blisse by Christ my lord god ROM 6. 13. The eight muse 1. TEll me my soule vvas thou not loth At first to ioyne vvith me â—…hy novve art loth to part vvith that Which much vvoe letts thee see 2. â—…ost thou not heare the vvise to say The day of death is cheefe â—…d is more good then day of birth Which brings thee vvoe greefe 3. â—…ost not thou trust the vvise mans vvords On throne in state in glee â—…at thus did say of death birth Then harke thou once to me 4. â—…he lord of life that knevve deaths force Doth say that they are blest â—…hat die in god our lord our Christ And from their vvoes haue rest 5. O death hovve svveete is that thâ—… rest To vvights in vale of teares Hovve svveete is thy grim face to those That liue in vvoe feares 6. O soule vvhat man is so fell mad And so in soule cast dovvne To hide himselfe in base things here To loose by them a crovvne 7. My soule then see say in fine With men of gods ovvne lore For me to die it is more good Then liue on this ville shore 8. THOUGHT O my soule if by one mans sinne death did raigne by one much more they vvhich haue much grace the gift of faith shall raigne in life by one Christ my lord and god ROM 5. 17. The ninth muse 1. WHat ayles thee o my soule my deare Such face such feare to shevve Novve death doe come to cite thee home Is all thy faith but devve 2. Is death soe fearce soe fell to eies To thoughts that vvas soe free It is a shame to thee my soule Thou dost noe more Christ see 3. Where is thy faith in vvords thou couldst Call oft for death in life Is all but talke is all but smoke Where is thy hope so rife 4. Hath thy svveete Christ novv sent for thee And art thou loth to goe Rouze vp thy selfe for shame o soule And doe not serue him soe 5. O lord raise vp this hart of mine That faints droopes in death O that I might thy cup once tast And liue in thy svveete breath 6. The spright vvould come but fles is vveaâ—… Lord helpe this guest of thine And rid her from this flesh of sinne Which is a broode of mine 7. I come to thee o lord I come Streach forth thine hand to me O death o graue vvhere is thy sting My crovvene my god I see 9. THOUGHT They are blest that haue a pâ—…t iâ—… the first life for on such the last deaâ—… shall haue not strength but they shal bâ—… preests of god and of Christ. Apoc. 20. 6. FINIS All 's Pauls Prayers Metphrased into words of one syllable of great Brittains language are to be vsed by a devout Christian soule in his priuate soliloquies holy solaces vvith his god And are set to the tune of I loue the lord because my voice PSALM CXVI O lord my god thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue thou didst hold me from those that goe dovvne to the pitt To his much esteemed good frend Mr. NICHOLAS BACKHOUSE â—…archant one of the assistants of the vvorthy companie of the Marchant Aduenturers residing at Hamborough The ioy of Ierusalem peace of Syon MUch endeered The cheefest parts of gods seruice are either prayer â—…r praise Prayer for vvhat vve vvant Praise in thanks giuing for vvhat vve haue receaued The svveete singer of Israell in his heauenly composed hymes vseth â—…oth to pray to god to praise â—…od I
voice is this so shrill That souÌ„ds thus in mine eare O put from them their sinns o god That knovves not vvhat 's thy feare 2. Is not thy voice o Christ On crosse vvhen thou didst hang And eke for those that did thee kill I st not thy voice that sang 3. A tune to god on highe With vvhich his eare vvas pleasd To see thy deere loue stretch so farre made the vvorld so easd 4. They knevve not vvhat they did Was ere such a thing seene To pray for those that made a prey In vvoes so sharp so keene 5. O soule full oft thou hast Not knovven vvhat thou hast done Noe vvay for helpe to cure that greefe But in thy Christ gods sonne 6. O pray my soule for them That hate thee to the graue And let not vvrath lodg vvith thee once Its Christ that must thee saue 7. When foes doe curse blesse them For Christ hath taught thee so who prayd for such as did him kill And brought to curse vvoe The next dumpe ON THE NEXT WORD Verily I say vnto thee This day shalt thou be vvith me in paradice Luck 23. v. 43. 1. O soule looke vp to this And harke vvhat voice thou hearst Thy Christ in midst of gripes of death Doth heare vvhat i st thou fearst 2. Then sure he vvill thee heare And giue eare to thy crye Novve that he sitts on throne in state is thy god so nighe 3. A theefe doth cry call Christ heares him by and by O soule thy Christ vvill heare thee sure If thou dost call cry 4. O learne it is but one To vvhom Christ grants an eare That sued to him in death at last And sought him in his feare 5. Yet it is one my soule Least thou shouldst faynt dye And that thy Christ vvould not thee heare In death vvhen thou shalt cry 6. And yet it is but one Least soule thou shouldst be proud And thinke that god vvould heare thee still When that thy cry is loud 7. O learne svveet soule by this To sue to god in life driue not of till death doe come To die in iarre strife The third Dumpe ON THE THIRD WORD Behold thy mother Behold thy sonne John 19. v. 26. 27 1. SEe soule if ere the like Was hard that novve is seene That Christ should care in midst of death And greefes that vvere so keene 2. For those that could not helpe But savve him in that plight Burst soule and die to see his loue To her that bare his might 3. And eke to him vvhose lone Was fixt sure in his breast That Christ should care in midst of greefe That he should liue in rest 4. She that vvhose seede did bruse The head of hell death Hath hart all prest vvith vvoe and greefe To see Christ lose his breath 5. O child see that thou loue And loke and long for good To those that haue thee borne bred are thee nighe in bloud 6. Shall not our Christ loue those Thinke you that searue him still And haue a care of all such folke That seeke to doe his vvill 7. My soule they are all deare He cares for all their seede Ne shall there one that serues ouâ—… god Be void of his full meede The fourth dumpe ON THE FOURTH WORD My god my god vvhy hast thou forsaken me MAT. 27. VERS 46. 1. O novve my soule giue eare To this great cry and yell That shakes the heauens moues the earth And teares the povvers of hell 2. My god my god cries Christ Why putts thou me thee fro And vvhy dost hide thy face froÌ„ me As if I vvere thy foe 3. O soule he cries for thee That thou maist haue gods light And nere be cast in pit full lovve And hid out of his sight 4. This cry did darke the sunne In full smyle of its beames O soule doth not it dymme thy sight And cause of teares full streames 5. My soule great is our sinnes That causd these groanes cries My eares that heare are dull and deafe My hart it faynts dies 6. What paine didst thou o Christ For me base vvretch then beare That thou didst yell cry roare In such great greefe feare 7. Wast not that I might nere Feele god goe from my hart Wast not o Christ that I might noâ—… Of hell once feele the smart The fift dumpe ON THE FIFT WORD I thirst Iohn 19. v. 28. 1. What thirst vvas this o Christ That thou dist feele so fell That made thee call for drinke in drought That causd thee thus to yell 2. Wast not for my poore soule Thou didst cry in thy thirst That I might tast the streames of ioy That man had at the first 3. And nere to thirst for aye But haue the streames full glad That ioy the hart soule all And blesse the mind that 's sad 4. Thou art the rocke o Christ From vvhence the source doth flovve That makes vs feele noe thirst at all But vp vvards for to grovve 5. Come to this source my soule And drench thy deepe sad mind Thou cast not chuse but here thou must A vvell of blisse sure find 6. For Christ didst thirst for thee That thou mights drinke I say The streames that flovve from throne of god vvhere Christ doth dvvell for aye 7. All soules doe thirst for this All saincts for this doe crye bray as harts doe for the flouds And so to faynt dye The sixt dumpe ON THE SIXT VVORD It is finished IOHAN 19. vers 30. 1. NOvve all is done my soule That can be done for thee The houres of death povvers of hell Are all put farre from me 2. Christ novve hath paid the debt The bond in tvvo is rent The lavve the curse the vvoe the crosse Is laid on him that 's sent 3. Loe Christ hath tane from thee Thy sinne thy shame thy crosse And rid thee from the hags of hell That vvould haue vvrought thy losse 4. Novve is the vvorld all iudgd All povvers of death hell Haue done their vvorst novve in vvoe Doe cry roare yell 5. It s done It s done saith Christ Ye all is past cleare That thou my soule maist liue in blisse be to god most deare 6. Is this the vvay o Christ That vve tast vvoe vvith thee That so vve may once rule raigne And thy svveet face still see 7. O lett thy vvill o lord Be done of vs in fine And by vs let thy vvill be done That still vve may be thine The seuenth dumpe ON THE SEVENTH WORD Father into thy hands doe I commend my spirit Luck 23. vers 46. 1. O come ioy of mine hart seaze my soule vvith this What is there ought in the vvide vvorld That caÌ„ be more to blisse 2. Then for my soule to heare My Christ his soule to giue In to the hands of god my lord There still for aye to liue 3. Novve soule thou seest thy blisse And vvhere thou maist be sure To haue thy rest thy ioy thy stay Thy loue thy life thy cure 4. O blest are they that dye They rest from all their care When once the lord doth sett them free What Death or Hell can dare 5. In his o soule thy Christ For thine made suite to god Thou needst not feare the day of death Nor graue nor hell his rod 6. For thou art safe in him That keepes thy life in store And it is hid in Christ thy lord What canst thou vvishe novve more 7. O soule Die in these vvords Giue vp thy selfe in fine To god in Christ feare no ill For he saies Thou art mine To him that made these Hymnes WHen vvith my thoughts I vevve thy saynct like muse Hovv on vvhile drencht in sobs sighs for sinne And yet more lâ—…vv the Paths of death doth vse There seisd vvith greef yet prayes then sours euen in Heauens gate it self and there true loue doth find And then its Christ doth see and vevv his payne His cross his speare-pearst side his greef of mind Thence dumpt tvvixt ioy greef as on half slayne I must euen at thy muse hovv vvell hovv fit it lymms It s greef sobs sighs tears in tunes in songs hymns I. P. To him that made these hymns THer 's but one god that this vvorld one hath made One Christ one Truth one faith one hope one loue To serve this one in hymns of ones dost shade Thy zeale to teach vs that in one vve moue Loe as thy hymns be ones so is thy name but odd Hovv fitt both name hymns doe ioyne to praise one god Thus ten one in one thou hast novve framd That vve in one should keepe the lavve often Thus by seaven seaven thou hast them so namd For seaven tymes seaven day by day vve breake them Loe your hymns of one Ten one seaven by seaven Learns god to laud his lavve to keepe the vvay to heauen G. F. Aleph Betâ—… Gimel Daleth 〈◊〉 Vau. Zain Heth. Teth. Jod Caph. Lamed Mem. Nun. samech Aiâ—… Pe. Zade Koph Resch Shin Than Aleph Beth. Gimel Daleth He. Vâ—… Zain Heth. Teth. Iod. Caph. Lamed Meâ—… Nun. samech Ain Pe. Zade Koph Resh Shin Thâ—…u
SONGS OF SION Set for the ioy of gods deere ones vvho sitt here by the brookes of this vvorlds Babel vveepe vvhen they thinke on Hierusalem vvhich is on highe By W. L. Let the vvord of god dvvell in you plenteouslie in all vvisdome teaching admonishing your ovvne selues in Psalmes Hymnes spirituall songs singing vvith a grace in your harts to the lord Colos. 3. 16. To all such of the Congregation both men woemen and children oâ—… discretion that are of the English nation residing at Hamborough that seeke serue god in sincerity vvithout hipocrisie or faction Grace be giuen in Christ BLessed beloued in the lord The Christian sobriety coÌ„fortable charitie vvhich I obserued in my table brothers occasioned the coÌ„posing of these hymnes It vvas their goodnes to make them publique for the benefitt of others also They are all deuine songs yea from meditations of the scripture are they dravvne If you shall vse them in your priuate families to gods glorie â—…ur ovvne solace to the instructioÌ„ â—…edification of your children I haue â—…e end of my desire Receaue them as â—…e symptomes of my soules affection the generall aduancment of gods â—…uice to the priuate consolation of you your children to the praise and â—…nour of our ovvne mother tongue â—…us in the midest of manie harshe â—…mes of grudge and despite I haue â—…arned to tune the songs of Sion For vvhich I praise god and shall neuer â—…ase to pray for your blessednes in the â—…uing mercies of Iesus Christ his â—…uours resting Yours in the lord W. L. An hymne or song Of seauen straines or strings â—…et to the tone of seaven sobs and sighes of a seaven times seauen sâ—…d soule for sinne and is to be song iâ—… the tune of I life mine hart to thee PSAL 25 or Flie soule vnto thy rest Seauen times a daie vvill I praie to thee o god and vvill prâise thee o lord for thy great gifts and good graces both to me and mine PSALM CXIX When the spright of maÌ„ doth sighe and sob to god and is lift vp on highe the spright of god doth bovve it selfe to man in ioy and peace CYPRIAN To his much esteemed good frend Mr. â—…OHN POWELL one of â—…he assistants of the worthy coÌ„panie of the Marchants Aduenturers residing at Hamborough Grace peace mercie be multiplied in Christ Iesu. WOrthy frend VVhen IuliaÌ„ the Apostate infested the church of god soÌ„times by barbarous cruelty somtimes by deuilish policie among other his vvicked practises that vvas not the least nor the last vvhen â—…e interdited the christians all vse of bookes both priuatly publikeâ—… for their children to learne excepte Poetry It pleased almighty god in that distresse of his church to stirre vp a learned man one Apollinarius a singular Metaphrast to put into heroicall Greeke verse all the psalmes of Dauid by vvhich blessing the children of god had vse and comfort of that excel lent booke of the psalme the tyrants decree tooke noe hold of theÌ„ because novve it vvas become deuine poesie poetry they might read Which shevves vnto vs gods especiall singular providence for his church vpon all occasions And novve albeit god be blessed there is noe cause to complaine either of any such Apostatical povver for vve haue an Apostolicall king nor of any such vvicked pollicy for vve haue had kings QueeÌ„s nursing fathers nursing mothers of our church yet in these Halâ—…yon daies of ours I haue presumed to metaphrase some passages of Dauid psalmes as an Essay to knovve vvhether vve might expresse our harts to god in our holy soliloquies by moÌ„asillables in our ovvne mother tongue or no. It being a receaued opinion amoÌ„gst many of those vvho seeme rather to be iuditious then caprichious that heretofore our english tongue in the true idiome thereof consisted altogether of Monasillables vntill it came to be blended and mingled vvith the commixture of Exotique languages And I my selfe haue seene all the lord prayer vsed in the tyme of Iohn Wickleefe to be expressed in vvords of one sillable And because gods children did reckon seauen tymes seauen yeares before they could enioy their yeare of Iubile I haue made allusion in this little Essay to tune forth seaueÌ„ tymes seauen sad sobbs for sinne that vvhen vve haue spent the remaynder of our vvretched dayes of our pilgrimage here god may in his mercie vvipe avvay all teares from our eyes bring vs to our eternall Iubile in his glorious kingdome Which god grant to you to me to all Christian people for his ovvne rich mercie sake and the satisfactory meritts of Iesus Christ our lord Amen Written from my studie vvithin the English house at Hamborough Jan. 24. Yours because you are of Christ. WILL LOE The first straine 1. LOrd heare my suite my plainte That my soule makes to thee Lord in thy truth one looke of grace Grant in thy loue to me 2. Lord see the moane I make Looke on me in thy grace Let not my sighes come backe in vaine But shewe to me thy face 3. Loe I was borne in sinne My kind my shape my all My stocke my flocke my selfe from birth O Lord from thee did fall 4. And I poore soule am sett In greefe in paine in woe My sinnes come on my soule doth faint O quitt me of my foe 5. My sinnes the haires doe passe That are set on my head My hart doth feare and faint and faile And I am as one dead 6. Thus goe I greeud and goord And frett in hart and spright Thus am I faint vvith feare death My sinnes they doe me fright 7. The deeds that I haue done Are sett in vevve of eie My faults my thoughts my sinne my shame Thy lavves thy lookes doe spie 1. SIGHE. O that my thoughts vvords vvorkes and vvaies vvere made so straight and right that I might keepe thy lavves 〈◊〉 lord all the daies nights of my vvhole life so should I be clere cleane from the guilt of sinne shame The second straine 1. O God if thou shouldst vvaighe My vvaies and take a vevve â—…ould not scape thy rod thy vvrath I should in vvoe it rue 2. â—…iudge me not I pray O sheeld me from my fall â—…r in thy sight none iust doth liue No none I say at all 3. â—…rge is thy loue to me For it vvith thee I treate â—… grant me it for Christ his sake Gainst sinnes so huge so great 4. O Christ vvhat vvight doth knovve His sinne faults of life O cleanse me from my sinnes at once Which are in me most rife 5. And keepe me lord I craue Least sinnes doe ore me svvay So shall I then be free and faine To keepe thy lavve for aie 6. This lord of thee I beg To thee I hold vp hands And hart soule both thirst gape As doth the drought in lands 7. As maids doe vvatch and vvaite On Queenes some grace to haue So
all things sure goes vvell 3. Yet see his grace doth stoope to me I feele him vvith me here By povver of spright by gifts of light He comes to me most neere 4. And though I be much ioy to him Yet he is all to me As bunch of myrrhe tvvixt both my breasts So svveete to hart is he The spouse to her mates 5. Oh is there ought in the wide world That smells that smiles as he Ah svveete ah svveete my soule doth feele His loue a life to me 6. His loue layd close to my poore hart To sence giues such a touch That for his loue to dye to dye I vvould not thinke it much 7. Watch then vvayte ye maids that mourne For this my loue vvill come And iudge he vvill in truth povver The folke both all some The fourth Song Christ speakes to his spouse 1. DEere spouse noe loue is lost on me To me thou art most svveete To see thee clad in clothes of grace With rings roabs most meete 2. â—… ioy I like I loue thee deere Hovve faire hovve fresh art thou None like to thee in shine of face As I looke on thee novve 3. Hovve chast hovve choice art thou my deere Thine eies like doues doe looke Thine hart thy mind thy thoughts thy all I vvrite theÌ„ in my booke The spouse speakes to Christ. 4. Nay thou my deere thou art the cheefe The choice the sunne the shine From thee o Christ I haue these raies For they are none of mine Christ speakes to his spouse 5. Thou art o Christ full of this grace Thou art the sea the spring And from thee I doe take these streames to thee theÌ„ doe bring 6. As thankes for all thy loue to me And to thy saincts each one Who troope in bands to serue thee still Though here they vveepe mone 7. For they are sure to rest in blisse When thou shalt call them home From out this sea of sobs sighes That doth soe frett â—…ome The fift Song CAP. 2. Christ speakes to his spouse 1. DEere spouse I am both faire and svveete Of feild I am the rose And sure all such as liue by me Full choice I am to those 2. All things else that this vvorld hath be Vile vveeds vvhich are most base â—… am the svveet the sence the smell That yeald them all the grace 3. thou o loue art mongst the maids All choice cheefe in vevve Nought in the earth is like to thee In face in shine in hue The spouse speakes to Christ. 4. â—… thou my deare that one I loue Thou art the tree of life Thy shade let sheeld me from all harms And I vvill be thy vvife The spouse speakes 5. Thou vvith thy spright shalt lead me forth To the svveete streames of good And I shall be fresht vvith thy loue Wrought to me in thy bloud 6. O stay me stay me take a care O cheare my soule that faints O come for I am sicke of loue To liue in midst of saincts 7. O put thy left hand to my head Thy right hand to my side O stay me vp both head hart And still be thou my giude The sixt Song The spouse speakes 1. â—… charge ye o you soules of saincts By roes hindes of loue â—…ake heed hovve you dooâ—…vexe greeue The spright of my svveete doue 2. â—…ake heed you vvrong not his great name with life soe leaud so vaine And doe not dare to moue his ire Who vvould saue you so fayne 3. â—…oe I doe call he doth heare And sends to me his voice My mouÌ„ts of sinnes hills of shame Haue not so lovvd a noice 4. Noe roe noe hind soe svvift caÌ„ ruÌ„ne Nor make such speede as he When I doe call or crâ—…e for him He comes he runnes to me The spouse speakes 5. And though this vaile of my baseflesh A full sight bares me fro Yet vvitâ—… mine eye of â—…aith I looke On him that loues me soe 6. I see him as in a cleare glasse I see him shine full bright Through grates of vvords gates of life My soule of him hath sight 7. And novve me thinkes I heare him speake And thus to me doth say O church o spouse lift vp thy head O faire one come thy vvay The seuenth Song Christ speakes 1. â—…he storme is past of greefe woe The spring of ioy is seene all things novve are fresh faire And full nevve greene 2. â—…n highe is ioy on earth is peace To men a great good vvill â—…d all the quire of saincts doe sing To shevve their loue their skill 3. â—…ot buds but â—…iggs fruits are seene Of grace of ioy of loue come my deere shake of thy sleepe Come on my milke vvhite doue 4. â—… let me heare thy voice my deere O plye me vvith thy plaints â—… looke thou vp though face be sad I le place thee vvith my saincts Christ speakes 5. O all ye that vvishe vvell to me And to my church name Put froÌ„ my deere all those that seekâ—… Her faith her loue to blame The spouse speakes 6. For he is mine by faith trust And I am his by loue We both are one by his great powâ—… I long to see my doâ—…e 7. O come as svvift as Roe or Hind My loue my life to me Till day doe breake till sunne doâ—… shinâ—… Till shade of death doth flee A Canticle or song Of the third fourth chapters of the song of Solomon being Metaâ—…hrased into Monosylables of Great Brittains language is to be vsed by euery deuout soule in his priuat conference vvith his god And is set to the tune of Helpe lord for good godly men PSAL. XII To his much esteemed good frend Mr. ISAAC LEE one of the assistants of the most vvorthy companie of the marchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb Encrease of glory MOre theÌ„ much beloued when god brought man forth at the first he put him not into a vvildernes but into a garden a paradise place of pleasure wherby I see that his sacred maiestie did not reioyce in the misery but in the delight happines of his creatures Cheerefulnes therefore pleaseth god better then dulnes 〈◊〉 heauines of hart Let vs be godly good in our pleasures it vvill neuer displease our maker neither vvill he grudge or repinâ—… at our ioy To this purpose haue I framed certayne hymns for thâ—… priuat solace of such as shall take delight there in One portion vvhereof I haue consecrated to you Let yt haue acceptance of you by your practice of yt I expect 〈◊〉 other guerdon for my paines For the highest knovves vvith vvhat an honest hart I composed this the rest vvhat a desire I had in the framing thereof for the good of many I haue euer hated epicurean resolution Let vs eate drinke to morrovve vve shall dye But I haue euer loued entyre 〈◊〉 exhortacion Let 〈◊〉 vs pray
Haue taught vs things both vilâ—… vainâ—… Noe good vve find there 〈◊〉 All such as pass vs by Do scoffe at vs mocke Is this the place say they 〈◊〉 strengtâ—… Is this the vvhole earths rockâ—… The seauenth depth Our foes doe hiâ—…se gnash Their teeth thus doe saye â—…his is the day vve haue sought for To bring thee dovvne for aye â—…ut lord this is thine acte To throvve vs dovvne each one â—…dayes of old it vvas thy vvill To bruise vs bone by done Our teares doe shovvre on vs To thee our harts doe cry â—…y day night vve take noe rest Our soules doe faint dye We crye out in the night Like babes vve hold vp hands We faint for want of bread o lord O rid vs of these bands O see svveet lord the babes That are but a span long We eate for foode our Preeâ—… are slayâ—… And cast out as the donge The young old on ground Are cast â—…aint die Our maids so fresh so faire in hevvâ—… Are kild cast them by Naught else but feares o lord Doe vvake vs day night It is the day of thy ferce vvratâ—… Of foes of vvarre of spight A METAPHRASE â—…F THE THIRD Chapâ—…r of Ieremies Lamentations for â—…e sacking burning of Ierusalem and 〈◊〉 temple by Nebuchadnezer king of â—…abell and by Nebuzaradan the captaine of his gard put into monosyllables of great Brittains language And is set to the tune of I lift mine hart to thee PSAL. XXV To his much esteemed good frend Mr. IOHN GREENWELL on of the Assistants of the most vvorthy companie of marchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb All ioy happines in Christ. WElbeloued in the lord We are all strangers here in the earth our home is aboue in heauen It vvas a great greefe to gods Israel to tune the songs of Sion in a strange country Hovve then is it vvith vs that vve like so vvell of the things here thinke not of the blessings aboue Hierusalem vvas once the mistrisse of the vvorld thâ—… Metropolis of the earth yeâ—… vvhen the vvorlds darling foâ—… gatt god she vvas layd in the dusâ—… That is the cause of the Propheâ—… lamentation Indeed vvho vvould not shovver dovvne teares to 〈◊〉 the holy place deâ—…iled Ierusaâ—… made an heape of stones But vve see noe place be it neuer so glorioâ—… in our eies noe persons be they neuer so gratious in the sight of men that can escape gods 〈◊〉 vvheÌ„ he vvill scourge The Turkes haue encroched into Christendome made that â—…itty of Constantinople vvhich vvas once the glory of the east a veary cage of vncleane Mahumetans What Christians hart doth not bleed to see yt to heare of yt We haue cause to lament this The propheâ—… â—…ad reason to condole that O that our harts vvere touched vvith remorse for the poore distressed Christians that liue tributaries to the misbeleeuing Turke Consider in these hymnes the condition of gods people so subjecte to moane misery God directe all our â—…arts tovvard him in vvealth in vvoe in all And so I coÌ„mending you to god vvith the rest in the sauing mercies of Iesus Christ Am. Yours because of Christ. W. LOE The first depth 1. I am the man o lord Haue felt thy vvrath thy rod O send me helpe in this my vvoe My lord my Christ my god 2. Thy stormes clouds of ire Doe beate me day night Thou shevvst me vvoe vvast warre And hidst from me the light 3. All the day long o lord Thine hand is turnd gainst me Noe helpe noe hope noe ioy noe mirth That I poore vvretch can see 4. My flesh skin are vile And parcht as in a drought My bones my hart are broke 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 This lord thy vvrath hath vvrougâ—… 5. O lord thou makst a foâ—… With me to vvarre fight With gall greefe thou dost me 〈◊〉 And none vvill doe me right 6. As they that long are dead And cleane cast out of mind So am I sett in night of death With vvâ—… greefe all pind The second depth 1. AN hedge is pight me round To close me in this vvoe â—… can'not stirre thy chaines me bind O lord vvhat shall I doe 2. And vvhen I cry roare In all my greefe gall He shutts me out vvill not heare Ne cares he for my call 3. He ramzes me in so fast With stones clay full thicke My pathes he crokes giues noe ease My soule is faint sicke 4. As beares doe teare their pray And vvaite more bloud to spill So hath my foes me rent tomâ—… As if it vvere thy vvill 5. I peece by peece am hald And puld by hand to raggs I by my selfe do sitt vveepe While my foe sitts braggs 6. Thy bovve o lord is bent To shoote at my pale face I am a marke for shafts to hitt O yett shevve me some grace The third depth 1. FOr see the shafts doe sticke In all my raynes through out I am the butt none but I At vvhich shootes all the rout 2. My foes make me their iest And song by night day Where is thy god thy lord thy helpe Thus they to me doe say 3. Mine hart is fraught vvith gall My bloud is drunke vp still With shame greefe I vvaile vvast Make hast me lord to kill 4. My strength is dasht my teeth Are broke vvith in my head Thou laist on loade on me poore I vvish I vvere cleane dead 〈◊〉 5. My soule doth not once heare Of peace of grace of light I can not call to mind my state That once I had in sight 6. O lord my strength my hope My helpe I looke from thee But all is gone there is none That cares nor lookes to me The fourth depth 1. â—… call to mind svveet god This moane this woe of mine â—…his gall this greefe this plaint this cry For I o lord am thine 2. â—…y soule is faint failes When I to mind doe call â—…y greefe hath made me cry and roare To see my vvoe fall 3. â—…et haue I hope in thee That thou vvilt helpe at last 〈◊〉 vvilt not quite my soule for aye From thy svveet sight out cast 4. It is thy loue o lord That I am not quite fold And rid from earth both braunch roote And closd vp in the mold 5. Thou failst me not in morne All night I feele thy stay Thy hand is great in thy truth Thou hearst vvhat I doe say 6. For thou o lord art mine My soule doth hope in thee Thou art my lot my land my rent Once more lord sett me free The fift depth 1. O thou art good o lord To them that vvayte tend To soules that seeke sue to thee Thou dost thy grace dovvne send 2. It is right good o lord To hope for helpe from thee For of thee lord is all mans good O
need not recomend vnto you prayer I hope you vse it as I knovv you doe publikely soe I doubte noâ—… but you vse it also priuatly Preaching is gods speach to you Prayer is ours to him Preaching belongs to me I preach to you â—… your pastor pray for you also Prayer belongs to you to pray for me your selfe all yours all goâ—… childreÌ„ For the manner hovve noâ—… better president noe more perfect patterne then S. Paulls practice 〈◊〉 his prayers vvhich I haue here metaphrased for you in the syllables of your ovvne mother tongue Goâ—… the father is the objecte of your prayers prayses God the sonne the presenter of them as the only master of requests in heauen Goâ—… the holy ghost the very breath 〈◊〉 your prayers the simle of youâ—… soule Vse this blessed exercise both of prayer praise Be in loue vvith it god vvill loue you To vvhich loue of his in this modell of my best loue to you I recomend your vvell disposed thoughts in the sauing mercies of Christ Iesus your lord mine Resting To be required by you or your frends in Christs seruice W LOE Eph. 1. 16. The first Prayer 1. I cease not to giue thankes to thee O god my god most iust For all thy gifts of grace loue To vs that liue in dust 2. And lord I craue a glympse of light In Christ my lord thy sonne That so my faith may see that sight And to it still may runne 3. That I may knovve thy becke thy call My hope my helpe my all That I may haue thy povver strength To helpe me vvhen I fall 4. For thou o god hast made vs see What thou hast vvrought in loue For thy svveete spouse thy church thy vvife Thy ioy thy simle thy doue 5. For thou hast set our Christ o god At thy right hand to shine And thou to that place vvilt vs bring For that deare loue of thine 6. O god thou laidst my Christ fuâ—… lovve With in the earth so darke But thou didst raise him vp on high And settst him as a marke 7. On vvhich vve fixe our eies of faith Our harts our minds our loue O bring vs all to him svveete god That is our deere our doue O god my hart is fixt on thee and my tongue shall sing giue praise to thy name for aye PSAL. 108. 1. Eph. 3. 14. The second Prayer 1. I day by day doe bovve to thee And cease not in the night To seeke thee lord in all my thoughts And muse of all thy might 2. For of our Christ is naÌ„de the church Of vs that liue in clay And eke thy gaurd saincts on high That praise thee day by day 3. GrauÌ„t vs o lord that vve may knovve Thy grace our good our end And that vve may feele povver strength And Christ may be our frend 4. Let him dvvell in our harts o lord And then vve shall thee see With all thy saincts in breadth length In depth in height in glee 5. Then shall vve knovve the loue of Christ That else is past our skill The shalt thou fill vs vvith thy grace In him to doe thy vvill 6. O lord for vs this thou canst doe And more then all that is Of thy good grace to vvorke in vs In Christ hovve should vve misse 7. Praise be to thee in all the vvorld Thy church doe sing the same And age to age shall eke sett forth For aye to ours thy name O god thou art my god ere it be day vvill I seeke thee my soule flesh doe thirst long for thee as drie land vvhich vvants raine PSAL. 63. 1. Phil. 1. 9. The third Prayer 1. GRaunt to vs lord that loue may dvvell In these poore tents of ours For vve must hence vve knovve full And fade as doe the flovvers 2. And grauÌ„t good lord that in thy loue It may grovve more more That vve may knovve vvhat things are ill And lead not to thy lore 3. So may vve in the day of doome In Christ be void of shame And fild vvith his faire fruits of loue May scape the rod of blame 4. Then shall vve sing the praise to thee In midst of all thy Saincts Then shall our soules be glad ioy That novve is vveake faints 5. Icease not lord to pray for those That seeke sue to thee That they may knovve hovve safe sure In Christ their soules may be 6. And that vve all may vvalke and vvorke In vvord in vvorth in all As he that hath vs cald to thiâ—… And rid vs of our thrall 7. Who hath vs fred from povver of death FroÌ„ foggs doggs of hell And set vs by his chaire of state With Christ fotaye to dvvell Saue vs o lord our god bring vs from those that doe not call on thee that vve may call on thee laud praise â—…hy name for aye PSAL. 106. 47. The. 3. 11. The fourth Prayer 1. THe lord our god our strength stay Make vs to loue each one And make vs knovve hovve that vve are Made all of flesh bone 2. That soe vve may grovve vp in grace And firme in hart minde That soe to all vve may set forth Our loue both sure kind 3. Yea not to cease till that our lord Doe come in clouds full bright To iudge this earth all the folke Yea all the vvorld in sight 4. For is it not the loue of Christ Who did loue vs soe deare That vve through hope of grace in him Should liue voyd of base feare 5. Lord be thou ioy to all our harts Our vvords our vvorkes good make That vve may loue liue in thee For thy sonne Christ his sake 6. O god of peace of loue of life Grant vs to serue thee still In spright in soule in hart in mind And this of thy good vvill 7. Yea keepe vs lord froÌ„ blame blott Till Christ doth come in skey So shall vve sure be of thy loue To liue vvhen vve shall die Heare me o lord that soone for my soule doth vvaxe faint hide not thy face from me Least I be like them that goe dovvne to the graue PSAL. 148. 7. â—…om 7. 25. The fift Prayer 1. â—… thanke thee lord that hast sett novve In me a fight a iarre My mind my flesh doe day by day In strife sett forth a vvarre 2. My mind to thy svveete lavve giues vvay My flesh in thrall is brought My mind vvould keepe thy lavve thy lore And hath thy vvill still sought 3. But my base flesh is prompt seekes Thy lavve to cast me fro O god vvhat shall I doe in this With me the case is so 4. My mind vvould doe the god full faine That thy lawes shevve to me But still my flesh doth frett fume Gainst this thy lavve to me 5. For I doe not that vvhich I loue But I doe that I hate And all for that my mind
For they doe heare my voice Christ speakes 5. For tast for touch for smell for hevve Thy fruits are all most pure I ioy to see them in this plight And in my loue so sure 6. From thee o spouse doth flovve full farre Thy streames to dales hills And I the spring doe flovve to thee To sill thy spouts thy rills 7. Who so of thee doth drink is drenchtâ—… And thirsts noe more for aie Thou art the streames of god to flowâ—… To soules that faint in vvaye The seuenth speach The Church speakes to Christ. 1. â—…f I be then so svveet my deere My Christ my God my Loue â—…he breathe on me with thy svveet breath That it my hart may moue 2. â—… all ye povvers of my svveete god Blovve on me North South â—…hat these my plants of my poore soule May blest be by his mouth 3. And make theÌ„ svveet to him as are The Plants of loue grace So shall my loue ioy still to come And glad him in this place 4. Yea he vvill come to me his ovvne vvhich he hath bought full deere And vvill take of the fruit that he Hath made to him so neere Christ speakes 5. I come my loue to thee myne ovvne As thou hast cald to me And as thou vvilt so vvill I take These fruits a part of thee 6. I see thy vvorkes thy vvords thy thoughts They all to me are svveet For they are mine I gaue theÌ„ thee And all else that is meete 7. Novve all ye blest of me Sainctâ—… Cheere vp glad your mind That yett in this deere loue of minâ—… Such grace loue doe find A Canticle or song Betweene Christ his church of the fift sixt chapters of the Song of Solomon metaphrased into Monosyllabls of Great Brittains language is to be vsed by euery deuout soule in his priuat conference vvith his god And is set to the tune of Lord be my iudge thou shalt see PSAL. CXXVI To his much esteemed good frend Mr. WALTER PELL one of the assistants of the most vvorthy coÌ„panie of the marchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb Ioy of both vvorlds LOuing frend If you vvould die vvell you must endeuour to liue vvell Then let your death be neuer so suddaine It vvill not come vnexpected neither vvill you be vnprepared The daies houers of daies that you haue spent in gods seruice either in praying or praysing him shal be so many cordialls of comforts â—… consciences of vvell led purposes vvill so take vp your hart in ioye solace that noe terrour of death or darkenes shall appale yt Who vvould not then be busie in this so serious so sacred a busines Let vs neuer thinke to be soundly merry if this be not our musique Reason Religion guides vs here vnto For veary Reason shevveth vnto vs that vve must all die Religion enlighteneth vs hovve vve may dye vvell Fooles iudge actions by euents But the vvise for see by iudgmeÌ„t of reason faith vvhat vvill inevitably ensue To this purpose all this is sayd That as I haue in myne endeered loue sent you an introduction herevnto in this paper token so you vvould accept practize it So shall I euer rest your votary praying to god for your eternall happines in Christ Iesus his sauing mercies Your perpetuall votary W. LOE The first speach Christ speakes to his spouse 1. I am come dovvne o spouse most deere To take those fruits of thine Which thou vvith hart of grace loue Dost knovve of erst vvere mine 2. I haue thought vvell of all thy workes As vvell of vvill as deede I dranke thy vvine vvith milke so svveet With loue they doe me feede 3. o you my freÌ„ds saincts most blest Cheere vp your selues vvith me And ioy your harts vvith this my spouse whose cates of love you see The church speakes 4. When once this vvorld had luld in sleepe Of sinne my selfe my seÌ„ce Yet vvakt mine hart to Christ my Deere thou didst dravve me thence Christ speakes to his spouse 5. Thou camst to me knockst full oft At doore of my poore hart Thou knockst I say full oft my dâ—…re And pearst me vvith thy dart 6. And saidst Ile come lodge vvith thee And dvvell vvith thee in grace Shut out the vvorld thy sinns thy shame let me come in place 7. For all the night I vvayte for thee My lockes vvith dropps of paine Are vvett all to stay for thee That I thy loue might gaine The second speach The Church speakes 1. I haue put of my coate sayd I Hovve shall I put it on My feete I vvasht shall I them â—…ile Oh noe my loue be gone 2. Thus did I plead for my long stay For vvho so loues my deere Must care carke strang things tast Of vvoe him to come neere 3. For cleane of soyle of vvoe ill Who liues that seekes my deere No No the vvorld vvill plague theÌ„ all That serues our god in feare 4. But vvheÌ„ my loue these vvords did heare He shrunke vvent me fro hid him selfe spake noâ—… more That I had searud him so The Church speakes 5. And then I rouzd my hart I yearnd That had him lost so sone I rose lokt chid my selfe For that vvhich I had done 6. I sought him but he hid him selfe And vvould not me come nigh I roard cride vsd all meanes I card not for to die 7. For that I had lost him my deere That sought me for his doue But yet I fouÌ„d him not nor knewe He hard my voice in loue The third speach The church speakes still 1. THe men that should haue had a care They smote did me vvound With vvords most false vaine they sought To ding me to the ground 2. I charge you all that loue the lord If that you shall him find Tell him hovve sicke I am of loue In hart in soule in mind 3. O vvhat say they is this thy Deere More then the sonnes of men That thou art thus farre goÌ„ in loue And aye doe not him ken 4. My loue sayd I is vvhite red His face is pure bright He is the cheefe choice of all In him is all the light The church speakes still 5. For god in him is full faire In grace in face in all His head fine gold his lockes 〈◊〉 flockes In him there is no gall 6. His eies like doues full of pure loue His cheeks as beds of spice His lips as svveet as flovvers in May. To me he is not nice 7. His haÌ„ds are sett vvith port priâ—… Pure myrrhe doth dropp him fro His vvill is rule of truth faith This is most true I knovve The fourth speach The spouses speaketh 1. Yea all his acts are firme strong As sett in gold most sure No shevve of change but streight cleere Both sound safe pure 2. His mouth is as svveet things
of choice FroÌ„ vvheÌ„ce doth flovve my blysse He is all svveet in part in vvhole And I poore soule am his A forraigne congregatioÌ„ speakes 3. Since then o deere such is thy loue Shevve vs vvhere he is found And vve vvill seeke this loue vvith tâ—…ee In all the vvorld so round 4. For noÌ„e but thee o church caÌ„st him Make knowne in vvord in deed O tell vs then vve vvill ioyne And he shall be our meede The spouses speaketh 5. TheÌ„ sayd I to those that him sought He is gone dovvne to be In beds of spice vvith soules saincts That is my loue that 's he 6. Yea I am his in his sweet loue And he is mine by faith In spight of hell or sinne or shame His vvord to me so saith 7. And both of vs are one in god And knitt in soule spright By loue most svveete ioy of hart I liue still in his sight The fift speach Christ speakes to his church 1. Though thou my church didst me not seeke But putts me farre thee fro Yet novve thou dost looke back to me I vvill not serue thee so 2. But I vill come dvvell vvith thee In grace in loue in avve I vvill thee ioy in mirth glee And teach to thee my lavve 3. Turne backe thine eies froÌ„ me my deere That are thus fixt on me Thy strength of faith doth ioy me so That I mind none but thee 4. The men that feede thy soule vvith foode Haue all one hart one tongue They tune all like a quire of saincts They sound forth all one songe Christ speaketh to his church 5. So that their paines are not 〈◊〉 vaiâ—… They bring to me much fruit They cry call to me for helpe And I doe heare their suite 6. Thy locks thy lookes are seene so faire Thy blush thy smile so svveet That I doe ioy in them that teach Those things that are so meete 7. Though kings Queenes all folk else My name my loue doe vse Yet on thee on thee loue I looke On thee I thinke I muse The â—…ixt â—…peach Christ speakes to his spouse 1. THou art my spouse most chast most pure Whom all the vvorld doth loue Thou art my deere my peere my ioy Noe spott in thee my Doue 2. Those that doe looke see thy face Do praise plaud thee still And bless thee that hast god thy lord didst yeald to his vvill 3. thus they say rapt vvith thy state What 's shee so faire as morne So pure as suÌ„ne so bright as mone Of vvhat state is shee borne 4. Her face is faire through force of faith She is most bright in heue Yea in her looks is feare dread To cause her foes to rue The spouse speakes to Christ. 5. And thus all gast rapt vvith sight Of thy svveet port state They stand in stond all pale wan For thee they can not mate 6. No more then glympse of starre caÌ„ dashe The suÌ„ne in hight of skye Or light on earth the mone at full Can darke or once come nigh 7. Cheare vp thy selfe deere loue I say For though thou didst me miss I meane not thee my loue to leaue For all the vvorld that is The seuenth speach Christ speakes to his spouse 1. â—… did but goe to see my vine Hovve it did bud sprout To see vvhat fruits my plants did yeald And hovve they vvere come out 2. And novve I see they bud blooe And yeald me fruit good store â—…le care for them they for me That they may haue the more 3. The soules that came to me of late I prune I plash I purge That they may bring forth farre more fruite With this my rod scourge 4. And novve they are vvell grovvne my Deere I hast I runne to thee With speed at need I hast I post With vvings of vvind to see Christ speakes to his spouse 5. What thou dost vvant or vvouldst novve haue Speake loue I le giue thee it Thou shalt not feare my loue to thee In rest by thee I le sitt 6. Come then my loue to me full fast Let all Saincts ioy sing To house of god I le safe sound My Deere shall my loue bring 7. Novve all ye Saincts soules on high Looke see fixe fast your eie On this my loue marke vvell her grace No fault in her I spie A Canticle or song Of the seuenth eight chapters of the song of Solomon being Metaphrased into Monosylabls of great Brittains language is to be vsed by euery deuout soule in his priuat conference vvith his god And is sett to the tune of Giue thanks vnto the lord our god PSAL. CVII To his much esteemed good frend Mr. WILLIAM WALCOT marchant one of the most vvorthie coÌ„panie of Marchant Adventurers residing at Hamborough Happines for euer KInd frend Forced fauours vvere euer sleighted thankles But voluntary respects had euer vvith the best and most noble minds courteous acceptaÌ„ce hovve small meane soeuer the thing vvas For a maÌ„ to giue his soule to his Creator vvhen he sees he must dye his goods to the poore vvhen he sees he must part vvith them to forgoe our sinne vvâ—… vve can noe longer follovve yt are cold yea vnkind obediences But for a young man to remember his creator in the daies of his yout â—… in his best strongest age 〈◊〉 bequeath himself euery day to god in prayer praise is thatreasonable seasonable sacrifice vvhere vvith the most high is most pleased To this purpose and noe other god knovveth I haue tendered these voluntary Essaies to diuerse of my masters Table-brothers Let me not seeme to to officious vvhile I desire to doe good expresse my loue For 〈◊〉 vnto the rest so vnto you Beloued GaÌ„-naunt haue I sent this parcell Receaue yt as I meane yt both vvith hand hart then â—… am assured it vvill neuer repent you of your acceptation nor me of my dedication The great lord keeper of heauen earth keepe you in his feare all the daies of your life preserue you for his sauing mercies in Christ Iesus in the end of your life for euer Yours in Christ to be required W. LOE The first speach Christ speaketh 1. Her feet are svveet her gate a grace All shod vvith Peace Truth Of gods ovvne spell to runne the race FroÌ„ bane vvoe ruth 2. Her loynes are girt fast vvith the same The price of it is rare The skill is framd vvith hand of might All full of cost care 3. Her vvombe like a round cup that vvants Noe vvine to cheere her plants As heaps of vvheate sot all vvith flovvers Pure graynes to helpe our vvaÌ„ts 4. Her breast the tvvo svveet leagues of grace Are as to tvvins of birth Whose milke doth feede the babs of god Which dvvell here on the earth Christ speaketh 5. Those that doe rule guide hâ—… folkâ—…