that thou spareste not hym that offendeth If I loke vpon thy power O how mightie and stronge thou art if I shall cal for iudgemente who shall defende my matter or speak for me To thée O lorde I cal and crie to thée my God I make myne humble sute Tourne awaie thyne anger from me That I maye knowe that thou arte more mercifull vnto me then my synnes deserue What is my streÌ„gth that I maie indure Or what is y e ende of my trouble that my soule maie pacieÌ„tly abide it My streÌ„gth is not a stonie strength and my flesh is not made of brasse There is no helpe in my selfe and my strength fleeth awaie from me Although thou hide these thynges in thyne harte yet I knowe that thou wilt remember me at length For thou art true and iust O lorde God thou doest not condemne vniustly whiche rewardest man accordyng to his deserteâ— All this is come vnto me bicause I haue forgotteÌ„ thée and not vsed my self truely in thy testament My hart hath turned backwarde and I hauâ— followed the desires of my fleshe And thou hast surely knowen thiâ— thing which â—nowest the sâ—cretes of the hart Laie not againste me O lord the sinnes of my youth nor haue in remembraunce â—yne olde iniuries dooen against thee Daily sorowe ouercometh me and saâ—nesse possesseth my harte I looke after peace but I can not haue it I looke for a tyme of health but my grief continueth still When the tyme of thyne anger is past let mercy come yet am I vnhappy more and more Woe and alas that euer I synned My harte therefore mourneth is sad all mirth and ioye be banished froÌ„ me How am I wasted How miserably am I confounded bicause I haue forsaken and caste awaie thy lawe Death hath asceÌ„ded vp by the windowes pearcyng the inwarde partes of my hart When I daily one while in use secretly with my self an other while with loude voice crie out and complain the meane tym◠〈◊〉 draweth nere to the pitte Who shall giue me place to reste in from all my griefes and troubles And I will forsake all men and get me awaie from them Who shal giue me water to my heade and a fountaine of teares to myne iyes that I maie bewaile my synnes bothe night and daie And I will looke for hym whiche maie saue me and deliuer me from the wrathe to come I haue no trust neither in life nor death but I feare thy iudgement o lorde the paines prepared for wicked sinners The feare of my sinne maketh me carefull the burdein of my conscieÌ„ce oppresseth me sore O God whiche tenderly louest mankinde art most rightful iudge spare me now I beseche thée and shewe me some fauour while tyme is Forgiue that which I feare putte awaie that whiche I dread before I depart hence and shall not returne again My synnes do vexe trouble me sore thei be so greate that none can be greater Alas my fal alas my miserie alas y e grief of my plague and stroke certainly my syn is the cause of all this and so I will take and suffer it ¶ The .v. Psalme for the obteinyng of godly wisedome O Lorde God of mercie whiche by thy woorde hast made all thinges and by thy wisedome haste created manne O God eternall to whom all thynges bee knowen bee thei neuer so secrete whiche knowest all thynges before thei be doen. Open my lippes and my mouthe that I make speake and shewe forthe the glorie and praise of thy name Giue me a newe hart and a right spirit take from me all wicked sinfull desires O lorde I am folishe ignoraunt and blinde wheÌ„ I am destitute of thy knowledge I am ignorant and without intelligeÌ„ce my dulnesse is so great that my iyes can no see nor my hart perceiue Yea I am a very babe and a child and knowe full little mine owne life coÌ„uersatioÌ„ My lippes bee defiled and vncleane my tyme is short and I am not able to vnderstande thy lawe Giue thy seruaunte I beseche thee an harte apte to take learnyng that I maye knowe what thing is acceptable in thy sight at al times Sende doune from heaueÌ„ the spirite of thy wisedome and replenishe my hart with knowledge thereof The wisedom giueth true knoweldge and out of thy mouth procedeth bothe couÌ„saile and intelligence Thy wisedome openeth the mouthe of the dombe and maketh the tongue of infantes eloquent If any seme to be perfecte among men yet if thy wisedome forsake hym he shalbe reckened nothyng worthe Thy wisedome is to men a treasure that faileth not which who so vse it thei are ioined to god in loue amitie Howe well is it with that man which is wittie in this behalf and hath his soule indued with thy wisedome What manne in all the worlde knoweth thy counsaile Or who caÌ„ compasse in his minde what thy will is Who can coÌ„prehende thy purpose and mynde Except thou giue him wisedom and instructe hym with thy holie spirite For mennes reasons dooe faile in many thynges and their forecastes and inuentions be vncertaine vnsure For the mortall and corruptable bodie muche greeueth the soule and the earthly house of the bodie holdeth doune the minde musyng vpon many thynges CouÌ„saile and good successe commeth from aboue wher also wisedome is and vertue With thee O lorde is richesse glorie and righteousnesse whiche bee treasures incorruptible He that hath fouÌ„d out thee hath founde life and he that loueth not thée loueth death O Lorde GOD touche my mouthe that my iniquitie maie bee driuen awaie dwell thou in my harte that my synnes maie be purged Wisedome doeth not enter into a malicious soule nor will abide in a bodie whiche is suiecte to synne Teache me O lorde God least my ignorance increase and my synnes waxe moe and moe Let thy spirite teache me the thynges that bee pleasaunt vnto thée that I maie bee ledde into the straighte waie out of errours wherin I haue wandered ouer long Let thy wisedome bée stablished in my spirite write thy lawe in my harte Thy wisedome is to me more precious then al riches and I desire more to haue it thaÌ„ all other thinges be thei neuer so faire and goodly O lord thou knowest how sore I am inflamed with the loue of thy wisedome which is my onely studie and meditation O how pleasaunt swete thy wordes be to my harte truely muche more then honie is to my mouthe Thy worde is a bright caÌ„dell to my feete and a lighte to my waies Thy wisedom pleaseth me more then thousaÌ„des of gold or of siluer can doe I haue more pleasure and delectatioÌ„ in the waie of thy wisedome then in greate aboundaunce of treasure Would GOD my waies maie be ordered that I may learne thy wisedom and thy woordes Thy woorde giueth heate and inflameth wherefore I greatly desire it O happie is he lorde whoÌ„ thou instructest and makest learned in thy lawe His soule hath alwaie
to thée and I shalbe tourned for thou arte my maker I am the claye and worke of thy handes Turne not thy face awaie from me nor goe not from thy seruaunt in thine anger Be my helper and forsake me not despise me not O lorde whiche art my GOD and my healthe Amen The second Psalme for remission of synnes O Moste mightie God of Aungels and of men whose iudgemeÌ„tes bée vnsearchable whose wisedome is profounde and depe Heare the praiers of thy seruaunt and cast not awaie the huÌ„ble sutes of thy poore creature and handie worke For as long as I shal liue I will speake vnto thee and I will not hold my peace so long as the breathe is in my bodie I doe tourne my soule vnto thee and I set myne eyes directly vpon thee Let thyne anger bée tourned awaie from me I besech thee and graunt that I maie finde grace and fauoure in thy sight Accordyng to thy greatenesse of the merrie forgiue me all my synnes Plucke me awaie from myne heinous offences and heale my soule whiche hath offended thee make me free from the guilte of my transgression for I acknowledge my iniquitie and am sorie for my synnes I haue forsaken thy waie and I knowyng thy commaundementes haue dooen all thinges coÌ„trary to them I haue broken the couenauÌ„t that I made with thee and haue despised to keepe thy lawe Uerely I haue synned against thee O lorde God and the blemishe of my synneâ— bideth still with me euen vnto this daie I haue forsaken thee O God my maker and gone awaie from thee my sauiour and haue rebelled againste thee like the Ore that winceth and striueth when he 〈◊〉 â—o yoked I haue hâ—â—denâ—d my harte againste thee and I haue lifted vp my necke proudly after 〈◊〉 â— haue trusted in â—yes and through deâ—eipte would not knowledge thee but I haue folowed the lâ—udnesse of my harte My 〈◊〉 and arrogancie haue begiled me and the fooliâ—â— boldnesse of my harte hath broughte me into desolate waies Myne own counsailes and aduises haue wroughte me these thynges Suche is the malice and rebellioÌ„ that possesseth the hartes of men My soule is â—ut froÌ„ quietnesse and reste â–ª and I cannot thinke of any good thyng The yoke of my synnes is waxed verie heauie it is lifted vp and fastened aboute my necke Thou hast spoken to me but I would not heare thou haste called me but I would not aunswere I beleued not thy wordes nor would abide thy counsaile I regarded not thy holie woorde and I gaue not my mynde to thy saiynges Thou hast striken me but I would not know the cause thereof thou haste corrected me but I would not take thy discipline I did not consider in my hart that thou wouldest not forget my sinne and malice With my mouth and my lippes I glorified thee but my harte was farre froÌ„ thee I hid my synne as Adam did to the intent to haue my iniquitie vnknowen I asked counsaile of thy mouthe and I would not folowe thy lawe I haue sinned before thine eyes â–ª and therefore my soule is made vnstable I forseke thee whiche art the fountaine of continuall springyng waters to the intent to bigge to my self muddie pittes whiche haue no water In all these thinges I am not retourned to thee nor I haue not praied vnto thee that I might leaue my wicked waies Se lorde and behold how vile I am made al the beautie of my soule is perished and gone In so muche that now I dare not in any wise beholde and looke vpon thee And there was no cause why I should forsake thee vainly folowe vaine thinges Lorde haue mercie vpon me and hear my praiers for thou arte my God and there is no sauiour besides thee Tourne awaie from me thy heauie displeasure and destroye me not for my synnes of my youth I humbly beseche thee O Lorde forgiue me forgiue me for thy excedyng mercy O Lorde God of hostes if thou bée determined to saue who can lette or resiste If thou stretche out thy hande who shall turne thee awaie Thou maiest doe to me as the potter doeth to his potte for behold I am in thy haÌ„de as the claye is in his Amende me O lorde but in mercy not in thine anger leaste thou vtterly consume me make me to vnderstand and knowe how hurtful and deadly a thyng it is to forsake thee my Lorde GOD and to caste awaie from me the feare of thee There is no man that can heale me nor cure my plage no man can deliuer me â—ut thou O lorde whiche woundest makest whole whiche strikeste and healest againe My destruction cometh of my self my helpe and saluation standeth onely in thee For none is like vnto thee thou art mightie and greate is the name of thy strength Turne me to thée o lorde and I shall bee tourned take awaie from me this synfull harte that thy lawe maye bryng for the fruite in me Remember me Lorde for thy goodnes sake and for the great loue that thou bearest towardes me O lorde God behold thou hast made bothe heauen and yearth by thy greate might and nothing is harde to thée Thou art that puissaunte and mightie whose name is the lorde of hostes great and marueilous in thy counsaill As sone as thou hast spokeÌ„ the woorde all thynges bee doen assone as thou hast coÌ„maunded thynges bee and thy woorde returneth not to the voide and without effect Thou o lorde God shewest mercie vnto all for thou caÌ„st doe all and thou makeste as though thou sawest not the synnes of men bicause thei should doe penaunce and amende their liues For thou louest all thynges that bee and hateste nothing that thou haste made for nothyng thou madest or hast ordeined of any hatred Thou spareste and tenderest all men for all thynges be thyne and thou louest the soules of men Thou doest minister mercie equitie and iustice in the yearth and therfore in these vertues thou greatly delitest Truely O lorde thou art righteous and gracious notwithstandyng I haue offended thee transgressyng thy couenaunt and trespassyng against thee O lorde thou hast seen all my abhominations looke on my cause and consider how vile and wretched I am see and beholde my greate confusion In the tyme of reconciliatioÌ„ heare me and in the daie of saluation haue mercie on me Be merciful vnto me and haue mercie on me whiche haue none other helpe but thee whose will nothing can resist wheÌ„ so euer thou doest purpose to saue Heare me whiche am a wretche makyng supplication vnto thee make me to truste in thy name and deliuer me by thy power Haue regarde to me from heauen O Lorde and looke downe from thy holie habitation and from the throne of thy glory Destroy me not bicause of my iniquitie but remember the sorowe and paine that I suffer Be not stil angrie with me o lorde forget all my sinnes and remember theÌ„ no loÌ„ger Let my praier ascende vp vnto thee saie vnto my
all goodnesse moste perfectly is And therfore whatsoeuer I haue beside thee it is nothyng to me For my harte maie not rest ne fully be pacified but onely in thee O Lorde Iesu moste louyng spouse who shall giue me wynges of perfecte loue that I maie flie vp froÌ„ these worldlie miseries and reste in thee O when shall I ascende to thee and see and feele howe swete thou art When shall I wholie gather my self in thee so perfectly that I shal not for thy loue feele my self thee onely aboue my self and aboue all worldlie thynges that thou maieste vouchsaufe to visite me in suche wise as thou doest visite thy moste faithfull louers Now I often mourne and complaine of the miseries of this life and with sorow and greate heauinesse suffer theÌ„ For many thynges happen daiely to me whiche oftentymes trouble me make me heauie and darken mine vnderstandyng Thei hinder me greately and put my minde from thee and so incomber me many waies that I can not freely and clearely desire thee ne haue thy swete consolations which with thy blessed sainctes be alwaie present I beseche thee Lorde Iesu that the sighynges and inward desires of my harte maie mone and incline thee to heare me O Iesu king of euerlaking glorie the ioye and comforte of all Christian people that are waÌ„dring as pilgrimes in the wildernesse of this world my harte crieth to thee by still desires and my silence speaketh vnto thee saieth how long tarieth my Lorde God to come to me Come O Lorde and visite me for without thee I haue no true ioye without thee my soule is heauie and sad I am in prison and boundeÌ„ with Fetters of sorowe till thou O lorde with thy gratious prsence vouchsafe too visite me and to bryng me againe to libertie and ioye of spirite to shewe thy fauourable countenauÌ„ce vnto me Open my hart lorde that I maie beholde thy lawes and teache me to walke in thy commaundementes Make me to know and folowe thy wil and to haue alwaies in my remembraunce thy manifold benefites that I maie yelde due thankes to thee for them But I knowledge and coÌ„fesse for truth that I am not hable to giue theâ— condigne thankes of the least benefite that thou hast giuen me O lorde all giftes and vertues that any man hath in bodie or soule naturall or supernaturall be thy giftes and come of thee and not of our self and thei declare the greate riches of thy mercie and goodnesse vnto vs. And though some haue no giftes then other yet thei al procede from thee and without thee the leaste can not bee had O Lorde I accompt it for a greate benefite not to haue many worldly giftes wherby the laude praise of men mighte blinde my soule and deceiue me Lorde I knowe that no man ought to bee abashed or miscoâ—tente that he is in a lowe estate in thsi worlde and lacketh the pleasures of this life But rather to bee glad and reioyce thereat For so muche as thou hast chosen the poore and meeke persons and suche as are despised in the worlde to bee thy seruauntes and familiâ—r freindes Witnesse bee thy blessed Apostles whom thou madst chiefe Pastours and Spirituall gouernors of thy â—locke whiche departed froÌ„ the couÌ„saile of the Iewes reioysyng that thei were compted worthy to suffer rebuke for thy name Euen so O Lorde graunte that I thy seruaunt maie be as well content to bée taken as the least as other be to be greatest that I be as well pleased to bee in the loweste place as in the higheste and as glad to be of no reputatioÌ„ in the worlde for thy sake as other are to bée noble and famous Lorde it is the woorke of a perfecte man neuer to sequestre his minde from thée and emong many wordelie cares to go without care not after the maner of an idle or a dissolute person but by the prerogatiue of a free mynde alwaie myndyng heauenlie thynges and not by inordinate affectioÌ„ to any creature I beseche thee therefore my Lorde Iesu kepe me froÌ„ the superfluous cares of this worlde that I be not inquieted with bodilie necessities ne that I be not taken with the volupteous pleasures of the worlde ne of the fleshe Preserue me froÌ„ all thynges whiche hinder my soule healthe that I bee not ouerthrowen with theim O Lorde God whiche art swetenes vnspeakable turn into bitternesse to me all worldlie and fleshly delites whiche moughte drawe me froÌ„ the loue of eternall thinges to the loue of shorte and vile pleasure Let not fleshe and bloud ouercome me ne yet y e world with his vaine glorie deceiue me nor the feinde with his manifolde craftes supplante me But giue me ghostely strength in resistyng theim pacience in sufferyng them and coâ—stauncie in perseueryng to the ende Giue me for all worldlie delectations the most swete consolation of thy holy spirit and for al fleshely loue indue my soule with feruente loue of thee Make me strong inwardly in my soule cast out therof all vnprofitable cares of this worlde that I bee not ledde by vnstable desires of yearthly thynges but that I maie repute all thynges in this worlde as thei bée transitory and sone vanishing away and my self also with them drawing toward mine ende For nothynge vnder the Sunne maie long abide but all is vanitie and affliction of spirite Giue me Lorde therefore heauenlie wisedome that I maie learne to seke and find thee and aboue all thynges to loue thee Giue mee grace to withdrawe me from theim that flatter me and pacientlie to suffer theim that vniustlie greue me Lorde when temptation or tribulation cometh vouchsafe to succoure me that all maie tourne to my ghostlie comfort and pacieÌ„tly to suffer and alwaie to saie thy name be blessed Lorde trouble is nowe at hande I am not well but I am greatly vexed with this presente affliction O moste glorious father what shall I dooe Anguishe and trouble are on euery side helpe now I beseche thee in this houre thou shalte bee lauded and praised when I am perfectly made meke before thee and when I am clerely deliuered by thee Maye it therefore please thee to deliuer me for what maie I moste sinfull wretch doe Or whether maie I goe for succour but to thee Giue me pacience now at this tyme in all my trouble helpe me Lorde God and I shal not feare ne dread what troubles soeuer fall vpoÌ„ me And now what shall I say but that thy will bee doen in me I haue deserued to bee troubled gréeued and therfore it behoueth that I suffer as long as it pleaseth thee But would to God that I mighte suffer gladly till the furious tempestes wer ouer passed and that quietnesse of harte might come againe Thy mightie hande lorde is strong inough to take this trouble from me and to asswage the cruell assaultes thereof that I bee not ouercome with theÌ„ as thou haste oftentymes doen before this tyme that when I am
clerely deliuered by thee I maie with gladnes saie the right hande of him that is highest hath made this chaunge Lorde graunt me thy synguler grace that I may come thether where no creature shall let me ne kéepe me froÌ„ the perfect beholdyng of thée For as long as any transitorie thyng kepeth me back or hath rule in me I maie not frely ascende to thee O lorde without thee nothyng maie longe delite or please for if any thing should be likyng sauourie it must be through help of thy grace seasoned with y e spice of thy wisedome O euerlastyng light farre passyng all thynges sende doun y e beames of thy brightnesse from aboue and purifie and lighten the inward partes of my harte Quicken my soule and all the powers thereof that it maie cleaue fast and bée ioyned to thée in ioyfull gladnes of ghostly rauishynges O when shall that blessed howre come that thou shalt visite me and glad me with thy blessed preseÌ„ce wheÌ„ thou shalt be to me al in al verely vntill that tyme came there can be no perfect ioye in me But alas myne old man that is in my carnall affections liue still in me are not crucified nor perfectly dead For yet striueth the fleshe against the spirite and moueth greate battaile inwardly against me suffreth not thy kyngdome of my soule to liue in peace But thou good lorde that haste the Lordship ouer all and power of the Sea to asswage the rage and surges of the same arise and helpe me destroye the power of myne enemies whiche alwaies make battaile against me shewe forthe the greatnes of thy goodnesse and let the power of thy right hande be glorified in me For there is to me none other hope nor refuge but in thee onely my Lorde my God to thee bee honor and glory euerlasting O Lorde graunt me that I maie wholie resigne my self to thee and in all thynges to forsake my self and paciently to beare my crosse and to folowe thee O lorde what is man that thou vouchesaueste to haue minde of him to visit him Thou arte alwaie one alwaie good alwaie righteous and holie iustlie and blessedly disposyng all thynges after thy wisedome But I am a wretche and of my self alwaie readie and prone to euill and doe neuer abâ—de in one state but many tymes do varie and chaunge Neuerthelesse it shall bee better with me wheÌ„ it shall please thee for thou O lorde onely art he that maiest help me and thou maiest so confirme and stablishe me that my harte shall not be chaunged from thee but bée surely fixed and finally rest and be quieted in thee I am nothing els of my self but vanitie before thee an vnconstaunt creature and a féeble and therefore wherof maie I rightfully glorie Or why should I loke to be magnified Who so pleaseth hym self without thee despiseth thée and he that deliteth in mennes praisynges looseth the true praise before thee The true praise is to bee praised of thee and the true ioye is to reioyce in thee Wherefore thy name O lorde be praised not myne Thy workes be magnified and not myne and thy goodnesse bée alwaies lauded and blessed Thou arte my glorie and the ioye of my harte in thee shal I glorie and reioice and not in my selfe nor in any wordlie honour or dignitie whiche to thy eternall glory compared is but a shadowe and a verie vanitie O Lorde wée liue here in greate darknesse and are sone deceiued with the vanities of this wordle and are sone greeued with a little trouble yet if I could behold my self well I should plainly see that what trouble so euer I haue suffered it hath iustly comen vpoÌ„ me bicause I haue ofte sinned and greeuously offended thee To me therefore confusioÌ„ and despite is due but to thee laude honour and glorie Lorde sende mee helpe in my troubles for mans helpe is little worthe How often haue I been disappoineted wher I thought I should haue founde frendship And how often haue I founde it where as I leaste thought Wherfore it is a vain thing to truste in man for the true truste and healthe of man is onely in thee Blessed be thou lorde therfore in all thynges that happeneth vnto vs for wee bee weake vnstable sone deceiued â–ª and sone chaunged froÌ„ one thyng to an other O Lorde God moste righteous iudge strong and paciente whiche knoweste the frailtie and malice of man be thou my whole strengthe and coÌ„fort in all necessities for myne owne conscience Lorde sufficeth not Wherefore to thy mercie I dooe appeale seyng no man maie be iustified ne appeare righteous in thy sight if thou examine hym after thy iustice O blessed mantion of thy heauenly citie O moste clerest daie of eternitie whom the night maie neuer darkeÌ„ This is the daie alwaie cleare and mearie alwaie sure and neuer chaungyng his state Would too God this daie mighte shortly appeare and shine vpon vs and that this worldly phantasies were at an ende This daie shineth clearely to thy Sainctes in heauen with euerlastynge brightenesse but to vs pilgrimes in yearth it shineth obscurely and as through a mirrour or glasse The heauenlie Citezeins knowe how ioyous this daie is but we outlawes the children of Eue wepe and waile the bitter tediousnesse of our daie that is of this presente life short and euill full of sorowe and anguishe Where manne is oftentimes defiled with synne encoÌ„bred with affliction inquicted with troubles wrapped in cares busied with vanities blinded with errours ouerchanged with laboures vexed with temptations ouercome with vaine delites and pleasures of the worlde and greuouslie tormented with penurie and neede O wheÌ„ shall the'nde come of all these miseries When shall I bee clearely deliuered from the bondage of synne When shall I lorde haue onely minde on thee fullie be glad and merie in thee WheÌ„ shall I be frée without lettyng and be in perfect libertie without grief of bodie and soule Whe shall I haue peace without trouble peace with in and without and on euery side stedfast and sure O Lorde Iesu when shall I stand and beholde thée and haue full fighte and contemplation of thy glorie WheÌ„ shalt thou bee to me all in all And when shall I be with thée in thy kingdom that thou haste ordeined for thyne electe people from the beginnyng I am lefte here poore and as an outlawe in the laud of myne enemies where daily be battailes and greate misfortunes Comforte myne exile asswage my sorowe for all my desire is to be with thee It is come an â—npleasant burdeÌ„ what pleasure soeuer the worlde offreth me hore I desire to haue inwarde fruâ—sion in thee but I caÌ„ not attaine thereto I couet to cleane faste to heaueÌ„ly thynges but worldly affectioÌ„s pluck my minde doâ—neward I would subdue al euill affections but thei daily rebell and rife against me and will not be subiect vnto my spirit Thus I wretched creature fight in my self and am gréeuous
regarde that is precious in thy sight and that to refuse that is vile before thee Suffer me not to iudge thy misteries after my outward sences ne to giue sentence after the hearing of the ignorante but by true iudgemeÌ„t to discerne thynges spirituall and aboue all thinges alwaie to searche and followe thy will and pleasure O Lorde Iesu thou art all my richesse all that I haue I haue it of thee But what am I lord that I dare speake to thee I am thy poore creature a worm moste abiecte Beholde Lorde I haue nought and of my self I am nought worth thou art onely God righteous and holie thou ordereste all thynges thou giuest all thynges and thou fulfilleste all thynges with goodnesse I am a synner barren and voide of godlie bertue Remember thy mercies and fill my harte with plentie of thy grace for thou wilt not that thy woorkes in me should be in vaine How maie I beare the miserie of this life excepte thy grace mercy do coÌ„fort me Tourne not thy face from me deferre not the visityng of me ne withdrawe not thy comfortes least happely my soule be made as drie yearth without the water of grace Teache me lore to fulfill thy will to liue mekely and worthelie before thee for thou art all my wisedom and cunnyng thou arte he that knoweste me as I am that knowest me before y e world was made and before I was borne or broughte into this life to thee O Lorde bee honour glorie and praise for euer and euer Amen Laus deo in aeternum Amen ¶ A deuoute praier to bee saied daiely O Almightie and eternall God which vouchsauest that we as it were heauenly children should euery one of vs call thee our heauenly father Graunt that emong vs be purenesse and example of iâ—nocent life thy moste holy name may be sanctified that all other nations beholdyng our goodnesse and vertuous deedes that thou workest in vs maie bee stirred to hallowe and glorifie thee Graunt O lorde that the kyngdome of thy grare and mercy maie reigne continually in our hartes so that we maie he worthie to be partakers of the realme of glorie and maiestie Graunt that vnto the very death we refuse not to folowe thy deuine will that wée accordyng to the example of the celestiall citezens agreyng together quietly vnited in spirit all controuersie in opinions laied aparte the lustes of the fleshe beyng subdued and the flatteryng assaultes of the worlde and the Deuill ouercome neuer wrastell againste thy moste holie will but obeye it in all thynges Graunt O Lorde for our bodie néedefull sustenaunce that wee maie the more fréely serue thee Giue vs we beseche thee O mercifull father that heauenlie bread the bodie of thy sonne Iesu Christ the verie foode health of our soules giue vs the breade of thy diuine preceptes that we maie truely walke and liue after theim Giue vs the breade of the heauenly woorde whiche is thy stroÌ„g buttresse and sure defeÌ„ce of our soules that we beyng well fedde and filled with this foode may worthily come to the celestial feast where as is no huÌ„ger GrauÌ„t O lorde that wée paciently beare suffer our enemies and suche as hurte vs and willyngly to forgiue the offences coÌ„mitted against vs that so wee maie finde thee lord in forgiuing vs our trespasses milde and mercifull Graunt O lorde that we be not vtterly ledde into teÌ„ptation that thereby we should be loste but in all perilles of temptation and in the middes of the stormy tempestes and tribulations let vs thy children perceiue and feele thy fatherly succoure readie to helpe vs least that we ouercome with the naughtie craftes and deceiptes of the temptour should be drawen into euerlastyng destructioÌ„ but when we be well assaied approued and pourged with the fire of temptation then let vs finishe our course and so well and valiauntly fight that we maie for euermore liue with thee in that heauenly citie where against thee whiche no maner temptation can preuaile Finally graunte moste mercifull father that we through thy benigne goodnesse maie bee deliuered from all euils presente and to come bothe of bodie and soule and that at the last the yoke of the foule feinde beyng shaken of wee maie possesse the heritage of the heauenlye Kyngdome whiche thy soonne with his precious bloud bought for vs thy children and there for euer to haue the fruitioÌ„ of celestiall delectations accompanied with Angells blessed sainctes through the help benignitie and grace of our sauiour Iesu Christ to whoÌ„ and to thee our father and to the holie ghost be glorie and honor now and euer Amen ¶ An other praier O Heauenly father God almightie I praie and beseche thy mercie benignly so beholde me thy vnworthy seruaunt that I maie by gifte of thy holie spirite feruently desire thy kyngdom that I maie knowe thy will and worke thereafter Giue me O lorde wisedom Make me constaunte pacient and strong in thée Kepe me lord from the sleightie inuasioÌ„ of the old wilie serpeÌ„t Defende me from the counsailes and cursynges of euill tongues let thy mightie arme bée my shield againste all the malignitie of this wicked world Remember not O Lorde myne offences instruct prepare me to repent to be sory for my synnes Make me to loue Iustice and hate wrong to doe good and abstain from all euilles that I maie be worthie to be called thy childe To thee be honor and glorie for euer and euer AmeÌ„ ¶ A deuoute praier LOrde harken to my wordes consider the thought of mine harte Beholde hold loude I crie vnto thee Let my iuste praier enter into thyne eares whiche vnfainedly cometh fro mine hart Heare me Lorde for I am poore and destitute of mannes helpe Take care for my soule saue me thy seruaunte whiche wholie trust in thee haue mercie vpoÌ„ me o lord for I wil neuer cease criyng to thee for help For thou art milde and more mercifull then any tong caÌ„ expresse as often as aduersitie assaileth me I will crie and call for helpe vnto thée I will cal vpoÌ„ thee in the daie tyme and in the night my crie shal not bee hidde from thee O thou God of the heauens maker of the waters and lorde of al creatures heare me a poore sinner callyng vpoÌ„ thée puttyng my whole truste in thy mercie Haue mercie vpoÌ„ me for thy manifolde mercies sake forgiue me al mine offences Amen ¶ The Letanie O God the father of heaueÌ„ haue mercie vpon vs miserable synners O God the father of heauen c. O God the soonne redemer of the worlde haue mercie vpon vs miserable synners O God the sonne redemer c. O God the holy ghost proceding from the father and the soonne haue mercie vpon vs miserable synners O God the holie ghost c. O holie blessed and glorious trinitie three persones and one God haue mercie vpon vs miserable synners O holie blessed and glori c. Remember not Lorde our