blame I say No wycked balme to stroke my hed agaynst them still I pray 6 O hedlong be their iudges thrust as down from rockes bethrowne They would haue harde my wordes at first if swete they had be browne 7 Our scattred bones they breake in moode so nye the graue they lay As man which cleanth and shiuerth woode or one that clods doth bray 8 For that myne eyes O Lord to thée O Lord be firmly cast And thée I trust then vtterly spill not my soule in wast 9 O kepe me saufe fro crafty snare which they to me do driue From wicked trappes that men prepare which wickednes contriue 10 But rather let these wicked fall ▪ all whoel into theyr nets Betrapt themself so be they all while I may scape theyr threats ▪ ¶ The Collecte SEt a watch O Lord vnto our mouthes least◠that we apply our speech to vanity to consent wyth the wicked of the world correcte thou vs with thy mercifull rod of chastisement by vertue wherof we may be kept in aw to decline from all vyce through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalm CXLI◠What Dauid thought and how he prayd whan feare draue bym to caue He here reporth◠on God he stayed who did him strongly saue \ \ 1 VNto the Lord with voyce I crye◠So nye in parell set Unto the Lord my prayer hyed both hart and voyce were met 2 I pourd my sute my sore complaynt before his face in sight My troublouse state I did depaynt before himself in light 4 What tyme my sprite was inly pent my life thou knewest the path Yet layd they snares vext though I went in all my walkes in wrath 5 On hand both right and left I vewed none saw I that me knew No scape was free none so endued that once my soule woulde rue 6 O Lord than thee I cryed vpon and thus I sayd eue◠then ▪ Thou art my hope and portion in land of lyuing men 7 Respect my crye for worne I goe in cares full deepe I wayle Saue me fro them which vext me so on me they sore preuayle 8 O bring my soule from prison bound Thy name to celebrate So iust men wil me glad surround whan thou shalt quite my state ¶ The Collect. WYth humble voyce we sue vnto thy deuine maiesty O Lord that we may haue our hope so strengthed by thee to inherite the like state of thine electe in the land of the liuing through Christ. The Argument Psalm CXLIII Whose hart wyth hate the world resolueth To state all base deicet If he in fayth this psalme reuolueth God sone wyll him erect \ \ 1 NOw heare my sute O Lord in stresse to my request agree For all thy truthes and rightwisenes sone aunswere thou to me 2 But enter not to iudge extreme thy seruant hye by lawe For who himselfe can cleane esteme yet him I neuer saw 3 For loe the foole my soule hath chasd to earth my life hath wrest My state in darke he hath abasde as men of old deceast 4 My pinched sprite in me doth fayle opprest in heuines My hart sore vext-doth morne and wayle astoynd in pensiuenes 5 Old yeares from fyrst I haue recount our fathers how thou ledst Thine actes I marke how hye they mount I muse the woorkes thou didst 6 My hands to thee I held full hye that thou wouldst me vouchsaue My thristy soule as pasture drye thy graces dewe doth craue 7 Then heare me Lord but sone heare thou my sprite doth feble ligh Hyde not thy face from me as now least strayt my graue I spy 8 Thy voyce at morne cause me to heare for thée I trust alone Shew me thy wayes my steps to steare my soule to thée is gone 9 O rid me Lord from all theyr spite that would me causeles trayne For I to thée referre my right in hid defence full fayne 10 Teach me to worke thy will to please thou art my God I say And let thy sprite so neuer cease to leade me straite the way 11 For thy swéete name Lord quicken me from them that me pursue And make my soule from perill frée my hart with ioy endue 12 Thy grace I trust my foes will quell and make their strength but lame Who vexth my soule thou wilt debell for I thy seruant am ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God which hast brought to lyghte the ioyfull mornynge of thy sonnes resurrection which filled the earth with ioye and gladnes we require of thy goodnes that as thou didst cheare the hartes of thyne apostles by that comfortable resurrection so comfort thy holy spouse the church which daily holdth vp her hands crauyng thy mercy to ioy in the holy ghost through the same Christ our sauior ¶ The Argument Psalme CXLIIII That God in warre wyth Dauyd stoode here thankes he dyd apply And prayth to scape all heathen spyte hys reygne to prosper hye 1 THe Lord be blest most worthy prayse who is my God might Who teachth my hands ▪ hys warres to rule my fyngers eke to fighte 2 My louely grace ▪ my hold my fort ▪ my raunsommer is he protector sure ▪ in whome I trust who boweth my flocke to me 3 O Lord benigne what thing is man that thus thou him respectst the sonne of man so weake so vayne that thus thou him erectst 4 For man is made like vanity a thing of nought most frayle his dayes passe fast as shadow fleeth as water bobles fayle 5 O Lord bow downe the heauens come be nye helpe our payne O touch these mounts these heathen Dukes that they may smoke agayne 6 Thy lightnings spout and scater them like men amasde and strau◠Thyne arrowes sharpe shoote out at them disturbe their brags so haut 7 But send thy hand from hye aboue and me deliuer free from waters déepe from childer straunge theyr power make me t◠flee 8 Whose mouth doth speake all vanity and bost all conquests wyde whose right hand will but them deceyue so sweld in lies and pride 9 O God I will thus saued by grace sing newly songs to thee In psaltry sweete of strings full ten my psalmes shall tuned be 10 For thou geust health and victory to kings by stable woorde me Dauid lo thou hast discharged to scape theyr cruel sword 11 O saue me Lord deliuer me from forreine childers spite Whose mouth full vayne doth boast and prate whose right hand false is dighte 12 But graunt that al our childer grow as playnts frō youth vpright our doughters yonge so polished as pallace pillers bright 13 That full may flow our garners wide with kinds of vitaile swete that all our sheepe bring thousands forth yea millions in streete 14 And that well fed our Oxen goe to labour stronge to see that battries none no leadings thrall in streetes no waylings be 15 Oh happy is that people sure who hath these thinges at will Yea blessed is that people best whose God the Lord is
poore and fatherles speake law to theyr behoue Of men afflict in heauines in ryght theyr cause approue 4 The nedies sute ryd ye hys cause deliuer hym wyth spede And plucke the poore from all the clawes of wycked bribers drede 5 They nothyng know nor vnderstand they walke in darkenes depe The bases réele of all the land for ryght men mourne and wepe 6 I sayd no lesse but Gods ye bée so hye I you estéemd Of God most hye as children frée I you in office déemde 7 But ye shall dye as wretched men to children most vnlike To tyrauntes lyke as one of them ye all shall fall in dyke 8 Ryse thou O God iudge thou the land where wronge hath such excesse To heritage thy mighty hand shall clayme all heathennes ¶ The Collecte GRaunt vs O Lorde thy grace to decline froÌ„ wrongful domes in iudgement as thou commaundest it vnto vs that we may relieue the nedefull sutes of thy poore afflict seruauntes whereby we may be associated to the electe number of thy children Thorough Christ c. The Argument Psalme Lxxxiij The Hebrues here do inuocate Their God for helpe against mens spite The church this psalme doth renouate In her distresse to scape all quite 1 O God our God within thy selfe Hold not thy tonge thys muet still Nor silence kepe but kepe our helth Stay not O God but punishe euill 2 For lo thou séest what murmuryng Thyne enmies make most arrogant How hye aloft theyr heds they bryng Who thée do hate how proud they vaunt 3 They haue in guyle their counsayles take in Ire agaynst thy people poore Conspirde they be close drifts they make and all thy sayntes they will deuoure 4 They sayd come on let vs them roote euen quyte from out all nations Of Israell the name to wroote no man to be to name them once 5 For they haue layd their heades in one together knit in hart and mynde Confederat they be echone agaynst thy selfe like beastes vnkinde 6 The tents where kepe the Edomits the Ismalits with might and mayne With them be ioynd the Moabits the Agareus they fume agayne 7 So Geball folke and Ammon to beset in leage with Amaleke The Palestyns with them do go and they that dwell in Tyrus eke 8 To them be knyt thassirians a people fierce and strong in armes Lothes childer hye they would aduaunce whose streÌ„gth they be to worke their harms 9 But do to them as Madian did féele thy hand and angry looke As eke thou didst to Siseran to Iabyn eke at Kyson broke 10 They whole on heapes at Endor quaylde no graue receyued their bodyes deade Gods hand them all so countervaylde as dunge on earth their carcase spred 11 Make them withall their princes gaye to Oreb like and Zeb also As Zebée and Salmana make all their péeres like them to go 12 Who sayd in pride let vs possesse Gods temple hye to vs to ryse Let vs deface that holynes with all the rites and sacrifice 13 Make them my God to be in sight all like the whele down hill that slidâ—h And let them be as stuble light tost hye wyth wynde that neuer bidth 14 And lyke as fyre that brenth the woode the rage wherof no trée can flée As flames the hyls where forage stode do wast for heate and parched be 15 Euen so O God all them pursue with thy great sâ—ormes and tempests stoure In thy sore wrath make them to rue all foule dismayde in hart to loure 16 With vyle reprofe their faces fyll with very shame confound them all That they might search thy name and wyll O Lord to thée that they might fall 17 Be they abasht and vexed still Yea more and more both day and nyght And let theyr fames all shame bespill Destroy theyr flesh but saue theyr sprite 18 That they may know that thou alone Whose name deuine Iehoua is Art rocke most hye against our foen Aboue the earth that sittest in blisse ¶ The Collecte O Shake and discusse from vs most louyng Lorde all superfluitie of error that we may so defie all heathen vyce to feare and worship thee onely who in hiest maiestie raignest on all the earth Through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXXXXIIII As Dauid longd Gods house to walke where ciuill warres hym drew So should we loue Christes church in sprite hys heauenly face to vew 1 O God of hostes how louely be thy tabernacles all where god yâ— raignst in grace truth for help at nede to call 2 My soule doth breâ—s in loue it melth it longth Gods courtes to sée My hart and flesh doth pant and cry wyth God of lyfe to bée 3 Yea there her nost the sparow buildth the swalow there may bredâ— Thine altars nye Lord God kyng where wandring wars I led 4 O wel is theÌ„ their harts be blest who may thy house frequâ—â— They may sing out â–ª thy laudes always to ioy in mind conteÌ„t 5 O happy men whose helpe thou art whose harts thy paths do seke Whose soules inspirde do ioy to walke thy wayes in credeÌ„ce meke 6 They passyng here thys vale of teares yet wels of ioy they finde Theyr pooles at ful with heauenly showers shal flow for rest of minde 7 FroÌ„ strength to strength from faith to faith â–ª to god they shal go still Till they by flockes eche one appeare wyth God in Syon hill 8 O Lord of hostes god of strength heare yâ— my harts request With open eare O harken God on whom doth Iacob rest 9 Behold O God protectour good our state in all assayes Behold thy Christes annoynted face for grace thy people prayes 10 In thy good courtes one day passâ—h more then thousand daies els where I rather wish gods dore to kepe â–ª then proud mens halles to teare 11 For God the Lord is light and shield he glory giueth and grace No good thyng he shall hold from them who godly lyfe embrace 12 O Lord of hostes O puissant God I must conclude for ryght That man is blest and blest agayne who trustth in thy great might The Collecte ALmighty God whiche art the eternall founder of all the heauenlye mansions aboue graue in our harts such eleuations of gostly meditation to behold thy passyng goodnesse thou bearest to mankynde that we may bee found worthye to ascend vp to thy celestial place in heauen Through Christ. The Argument Psalme LXXXV Man here makth sute for sinne who felt Deserued captiuitie And shewth what helth Christs kingdom delt To mans felicitie 1 AGaynst thy land become thou art O Lord most gracious thou hast returnd froÌ„ Iacobs hart his thraldom burdenous 2 Thou hast forgeuen thy peoples sinne that was so hugely growne Yea all theyr sinnes thou couerdst in wherby thy grace was knowne 3 Thou hast restraynd thine heate all quyte from indignation Thou hast withdrawn thy face and sight from wraths destruction 4 Whole turne vs than O God
25 Thou laydst the earth in stable stay At first full strong by power deuine The heauens euen so none will denay Be wrought by thée wyth all their shyne 26 They all shall quayle thou yet shalt holde As garmentes worne waxe thinne and fine Thou shalt them change as vestures olde They shall be changd thus temporall 27 But thou art still as we behold And art that art perpetuall Thy yeares in length shal stand in déede For féele defect they neuer shall 28 We trust the more thy seruants séede Olde Abrahams stocke shal not decay Their issue Lord by thée shal spede Before thy face to dwell for aye The Collecte O Lord most mercifull protectour of all them that be in trouble who in thy self art god euerlasting shew thy mercy vpon vs so frayle and transitory as we be that we may reioyce in thy sauyng helth through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CIII The righteous man whom God doth feede Enioyneh his soule due laudes to sing For his great loue who knowth his nede From griefe and payne his hart to bring Who steyth his state all voyde of dread His dayes in peace with ioy to lead Thus playth his string Ì„Ì„ 1 ARise my soule blisse thou the Lord Addresse thy selfe his name to spread My senses all wyth iust accord Within without do it in dede Hys holy name due prayse record Thus byd ye be in his true word So oftâ—â— reade 2 Reuolue the same in gratefull mynde My soule I say to thée agayne His benefites to tell full kynde To thée it is most certaine gayne To God who will him faster bynde Of his good grace the more shall fynde I tell thée playne 3 Of all thy sinnes the giltines He pardon giueth full louingly In all thy sores of heuines Thou mayst in hym haue remedy If thou to hym makst thine accesse In stable hart with faithfulnes Thine ease to spy 4 His sauing helth comth prestly on To ryd thy life from peryls all To make thée scape confusion He geueth good eare whan thou doost call With mercy kinde euen he alone With round defence he crowneth thy mone No tyme to fall 5 With all good thinges in plesantnes He féedeth thy mouth he filleth thy will As Egle vseth her new to dresse In age for strength to cast her bill So he thy yeares reuiueth afreshe Such youth in age can God expresse O prayse hym still 6 The Lord can trye all wicked wayes All wrong to right whan he séeth best And though he sendth some bitter dayes He can them swéete with ioyfull rest True iudge he is the iust to rayse Whan force he beares his truth to prayse Than stay thy brest 7 To Moses once God did declare His wayes his will and all his trade His prouidence and daily care To kepe his flocke with gentle ayde To Israell what will he bare Theyr practise shewth how they dyd fare So safe to wade 8 They proued the Lord most pitifull Whole bent to grace in tyme of néede They felt hys helpe most mercifull To anger flow but prest to méede He pardon shewd most plentifull To hartes contrite and sorrowfull For they must spéede 9 As do sterne Lordes in cruelnes Alway he is not chidyng sore He kéepth not ire the poore to presse He mercy hath in louyng store And when he fumeth for giltines Yet mercy staith hys gentlenes Prayse hym the more 10 A proofe hereof in vs all spy He serueth not vs as we deserue As our foule sinnes for vengeance cry But féedth our want our néede to serue Though hym we greue as wretches thrall He guideth our life and stayth our fall Not far to swerue 11 How hye the heauens this earth surmount So far doth grace our gylt excell Hys mercies great most hily mount Upon those men in feare who dwel Which low in hartes theyr fautes recount To worship hym as feare is wont O loue hym well 12 How far the East is wyde from Weast Whose coastes and termes shal neuer méete So farre our sinnes be set at rest By hys good gift and pardon swéete Though vs he beateth as he knowth best No wrath it is but loue of breast No irefull heat 13 For lyke hys chylde the father vseth To nurture hym by chastisement Hym farre to draw from vayne abuse And yet but loue and pity ment So God to man doth mercy vse Who hym to feare doth not refuse And will repent 14 For he doth know our nature frayle Wherof and whence we all be made But dust and clay who soone may fayle Wyth weyght of earth all heauy lade Hys grace séeth this to our aduayle Els should we all both wepe and wayle Full euill apayde 15 Who markth of man hys yeres in trade Shall spy hys lyfe but misery Euen like to herbe though grene in blade That witherth soone to hay so dry For lyke as flowers in field do fade So wasteth man anone decayd In vanitie 16 This freshly flower if wyndes so sterne Do hym once shake he falth away That where he grew no man can learne For brittle flesh hath brittle stay Hys terme but short to tyme eterne By death once past none hym discernth From dust and clay 17 Though nought made here can euer last Gods mercy yet holdth stable hand On hym that feare to hym hath cast From age to age in euery land Hys righteousnes is set full fast To man bestowd it will not wast But aye shall stand 18 These men I meane of louely feare Be such as kepe hys godly wyll Which fast in mynd hys worde do beare In hart and tong to kepe it still And alway geueth full ready eare To God theyr Lord to them so deare To learne hys skill 19 Thys Lord in heauen hath set hys place From whence he séeth all mortall wayes Who rightly goth who halth in pace As lyfe he ruleth so death he stayes All rule doth stand in hys good grace The good to kepe the bad to chace To short hys dayes 20 O prayse thys Lord ye sprites of hys Ye angels pure of strength so great Ye worke hys wyll ye neuer misse Hys power ye know hys royall seat Ye know what Lord what God he is Ye heare hys voyce ye sée hys blisse Hys laudes intreat 21 O prayse the Lord all ye hys hostes Ye armies cleare of heauenly starres Ye sprites so swift ye firy ghostes In peace ye serue ye rule hys warres To do hys wyll ye renne as postes In heauen and earth in all theyr coastes As ministers 22 O all ye workes what names ye haue In all the world recount his grace To make you all he dyd withsaue Aduaunce thys Lord in tyme and place O thou my soule of thée I craue Extoll this Lord he wyll thée saue From wofull case ALmightye God creator and defender of all thy creatures specially of them which do put theyr trust in thee defend vs thy poore suppliauntes from all aduersitie that is set
winne No day doth passe but that I steare my mind to muse therein 2 Now hast thou made my wit excell my foes by thy precepts No time there is but that I mel with them in my concepts 3 Note this I do I am more wise then all my teachers be No dout for this that I aduise thy testimonies free 4 Not aged men haue knowlege like I them exceede to far No question for that I kepe thy lawes familier 5 Nedes must I stey and so I do my feete from path of vice No witherward aside to go but keepe thy words deuise 6 Nought do I shrinke one ynch awry from thy decrees amisse No prayse to me doth rise therby for thou hast taught me this 7 New fragant tast by thy sweete word O how my pallat felt No hony combe set on my bourd such swetenes euer delt 8 Notorious my wisdome grew by thy commaundements No wicked wayes then will I sue I hate all crafty flents Lucerna 1 O Lord thy word a lanterne is full cleare to guide my féete Ondoubted light that will not misse to rule my pathes most méete 2 Oth once I spake and promise made in hart I full decréed Obserue that I should whole in trade thy iust and righteous réede 3 Opprest I am O Lord to hye in soule in sprite in flesh Of this sore crosse reuiue thou me thy worde pretendth no lesse 4 Oh let my mouthes frée sacrifice please thée O Lord at will Ope thou my wits in ghostly wyse teach me thy iudgementes skill 5 Onsure my lyfe all day I sée my soule lyeth in aye hand Obliuious yet thy law to flée I will not so be bond 6 Onrightfull men and obstinate for me a snare haue layd Offend thy law yet will I not to renne from it astraid 7 Obtaynd I haue thy witnesses in iust fée simple state Oblected so my fansy is with them most delicate 8 One thing in hart inclynde I to to worke thy statutes lore Once this to misse I will not so to ende for euermore Iniquos 1 Presumpteous men which guiles deuise I hate as hypocrites Pure law of thine most hie I prise for that all truth behightes 2 Protectour thou thou art my bower thou art my trusty shield Persist I will in thy good power I trust thy word so mylde 3 Part ye from me malignaunt men your by pathes wrong I hafe Performe I shall more iust and playne my Gods precepts in gate 4 Plucke vp my hart O me sustayne by thy swéete worde to lyue Pinche not my hope with shames disdayn to make my hart to rine 5 Preserue me still in sure defence so safe I shall remayne Promoote thy wordes intelligence I shall alway full fayne 6 Presse downe thou wilt all thē to nought which erre frō thy decrées Playne lies they forge in crafty thought they frame but fallacies 7 Proud men lyke drosse thou wilt remoue which iet in earth so stout Precellently therfore I loue thy witnesses full out 8 Perplext with feares my flesh doth shake when I thy power do marke Profound afrayes my soule haue take thy iudgements be so darke Feci iudicium 1 Quite out my life I delt with that which lawfull was and right To Quarelers vp geue me not my soule with wrong to spite 2 Queynt thou my hart delightfully in things of perfect name In Quire ellys will the proud therby Some cause my life to shame 3 Quicke sight I lost Mine eyes wer wast for wayting long thy helth I Quothd and sight and longed fast thy rightwise worde of wealth 4 Quit me O Lord thy seruaunt poore from sinne and mercy reatch So Quicken me in all thy lore and me thy statutes teach 5 Quire out the truth that right I may O vnderstanding graunt In Quiet mind to thee I pray as seruaunt suppliant 6 Qualms ouerwhelmd my wofull hart for men haue stroyd thy law O Quel them Lord as iudge thou art the time doth aske thine aw 7 Quench not my sprit with these thy foen for I thy lawes do loue No Querry geuyth such gold or stone which I would prise aboue 8 Quake might my hart if all thy lawes I held not all the best No Question I loue thy sawes all false wayes I detest Mirabilia 1 Right wonderfull set hy aloft thy testimonies are Reuolue therfore then will I oft my soule shall kepe them nar 2 Resort who doth thy law the doore winth light as shewth the profe Ripe wisdome riseth therby in store to simple mens behoue 3 Rayse vp my mouth I did apert for wind my breth I drew Refresht for that I wisht my hart with thy sweete statutes vew 4 Respect me Lord not me refuse my strength were els but lame Rue than on me as thou dost vse on them that loue thy name 5 Rule thou my steps thy word to tread forme them to lyue therby Reigne can no pride in all my head to vanity to fly 6 Redeme me Lord from iniury of men in quarels vayne Retayne I may more constantly thy constitutions plaine 7 Reueale to me thy seruant true thy louely face so bright Renue my sprite my soule endue teach me thy statutes right 8 Ran down my cheekes did water streames for that thy law they balke Rough cheare I made to note all realms against thy law to walke Iustus es Domine 1 Séene right thou art full good and iust O Lord in veritie So righteous be thy domes discust all iudged in equitie 2 Strayt hast thou chargd that mē should haunt thy testimonies réede Still fayth to speake still truth to graunt most vehement at néede 3 Sower zeale fret me in gelousie for ire nye spent I was Set whole for that my foes I spy from all thy wordes to passe 4 Skord cleane full out thy word is séene fine tride frō drosse vnpure Sticke fast to it thy seruaunt meanth in hart to loue it sure 5 Smal though I séeme and vile at eye to vaunting insolentes Slide yet shall not my memory from thy commaundements 6 Sound righteousnes thy iustice is and that which still will last Sure truth thy law is so iwiffe I trust therto full fast 7 Smart woes sharpe when they did presse I by spite abused Swéete comfort yet did me refresh thy hestes when I perused 8 Stand euer shall thy witnesses in ryghteousnes to stay Send wisdome then well teach me this that euer lyue I may Clamaui 1 Thy grace to winne cried loud I haue from hart effectuall Then aunswere me O Lord with saue thy statutes kepe I shall 2 To thee I suyd O saue me thou I sued to none beside That iust I may in life avow thy testimonies tried 3 The dawning day ▪ preuentingly I cried most earnest than Trust fast I did thy words for why my hope therby I wan 4 Tyme watch of night mine eyes preuent so rath I then awoke Thus that I might some thing commēt of thy true
that noth and hath it waighde how Psalmes by Metre go Can blame no art by rythme so layde nor musike squard therto Thus Bernard swéete in holy rede Christes death reuolued in rythme So Ambrose sage and worthy Bede thought this no shame or cryme And what is verse but rythme to name in Lattine Frenche or Gréeke Our Englishe verse I count the same though all men hit not leke The Psalmist stayde with tuned songe the rage of myndes agast As Dauid did with harpe among to Saule in furye cast With golden stringes such harmonie his harpe so swéete did wrest That he relieud his phrenesie whom wicked sprites possest Both Powle and Iames in their deuise bid Psalmes with voyce to vse In hymnes and songes swéete exercise To God in hart to muse Who tunes and rythms as aske their kyndes to Psalmes can frame I saie The swéete in strength for that he fyndes must beare the bell awaie The singyng man and Poete must with graue deuine concurre As Dauids skill all thrée discust when he his harpe did sturre Depart ye songes lasciuious from lute from harpe depart Geue place to Psalmes most vertuous and solace there your harte Ye songes so nice ye sonnets all of lothly louers layes Ye worke mens myndes but bitter gall by phansies peuishe playes My readers all now must I pray in worth to take my payne I ment but well as well they may meane well and winne some gayne As some beforne the lyke hath playde of Psalmes to pike their choyce And them in ryme so fyne haue layde to sing with musikes voyce Then some in prose most learnedly haue tournd the phrase and worde Some glose haue made full diuersly yet sang in good accorde That some in verse right latenly haue strunged Dauids harpe They haue their laudes most worthely their paynes ought no man carpe Herein because all mens delight bene diuerse founde in mynde I tournd the Psalmes all whole in sight in rythmes of diuers kynde And where at first I secret ment but them my selfe to sing Yet frendes requestes made me relent thus them abrode to bring Expresse his pen in exercise who list he may that can By this is wrought no preiudice I trust to God or man Uerse cleare to frame was first pretence I followed Hierome next Third Chaldey glose fourth seuentie sence rythme tyme were fift and sext So Uatablus and Pellicane in truth were not reiecte Nor Munster yet or Pagnyne playne in tonges were fled for secte From Ludolfe that Carthusian the collect most deryueth No prayse pardy to any man to hide by whom he thriueth Who more will searche how here it goes let him the Hebrew trye Where wordes were skant with texts or glose that want I did supplye And that in some reportes be found and wordes as spare put to They may be lest the sence yet sound though Metre varyth so If some be blamde to rythme to thicke transpose the wordes ye may The lesse by right may Momus kicke the beame so soone away If some will carpe so light a warke graue Psalmes in rythmes displayde Let Michol heare before the arke how Dauid daunced and playde Where sences straunge oft diuersly be séene in writers skill I did yet pen my fantasie let others do their will Presuming not yet thus in sight as I could this do best My Lute was set in whole delight these tunes deuine to wrest And yet good frende beare thou with mée though wordes be straynd among The verse and phrase forst breuitie I sude yet sence most strong Require not heere great difference In wordes so ofte the same Although to féele great violence I might not chaunge the name Conceyue in hart no griefe to sore wordes olde so ofte to vewe Thy gayne therby is wrought the more though wordes be neuer newe How can we féele sacietie in fourmes of godly speache The soule which féelth aduersitie loues playnes health to seache Among gay wordes that hart were séene therto she bendeth first She doth not gase on bushe so gréene or suckth the post for thirst Right path of truth most earnestly God graunt we holde in worde To lyue co God vnfeinedly In hart with one accorde Us song should moue as sprite therby might tunes in concorde sing God graunt these Psalmes might edifie that is the chiefest thing So els if time should reason rule and senses brute haue will To fleshly lust might voyce recule and soule bide barren still No pastime vayne to sing in voyce or thus to set in rythme Repyne not frende at this my choyce vouch saue my restfull tyme. Uerse harde in mouth while oft I chowde I spied therin no wast Cleare sent to mynde more swéetely flowde earst thus not felt in tast Nor yet of this I do repent sith thus my hart I easde Iudge Reader well my good entent so thinke that God be pleasde All shrewd to iudge thy neighbours cause may thée the lyke befall Euen feare thou God and kepe his lawes now this is ende of all Athanasius in Psalmos I Do not a little meruel at and commende thy constant purpose in Christe trende Marcellyne not onelye for that thou doost so valiantly beare this present aduersitie wherin thou hast suffered right many paynefull displesures as for that thou hast not cast of renounced thy continuall study for when I enquired of the bearer of thy letters how thou spētst thy lyfe after thy sicknes I vnderstoode plainly that thou wholy appliest all thy diligence to holy scripture but more specially to the booke of the psalmes labouring with thy selfe to this ende that thou mightest comprehende the secret hidden sence of euerye psalme for which thing I must loue thee so much the more for that I my selfe beare so great affection toward that booke as to none almost so muche in all the whole Scripture the rather so enflamed therunto by the perswasion of that auntient olde Father Philoponus who once in a learned discourse that he vouchsaued to make vnto me made euident demonstration that whatsoeuer was conteyned abroade in the whole Scripture was fullye reported in the Psalter booke So that the matter of the v. bookes of Moses the substaunce of the iij. bookes following the bookes of the kinges with their supplementes all the mysteries of Christ of the vocation of the Gentiles which were treated by the Prophets in their bookes seuerally The bokes of the Psalmes beyng wel resembled to a pleasant garden of all deliciousnes did vniuersally by Metre expresse them all by playing them as it were sweetely vpon musicall instrumentes In whiche his conference he also noted that the booke of the Psalmes had this peculiar grace and obseruation chieflye by it selfe that beside other matters by which it hath an agreable proportion and fellowship with other bookes of the scriptures it hath this in a maruelous consideration proper to himself alone sayth he that it cōteyneth the motions the mutations the alterations of euery mans hart and
minister their bitter potions to sicke children least they should abhorre their helth for the bitternes of their drinkes for the most part they annointe the brinkes of the cuppes with hony And for this ende bee these sweete and harmonious songes deuised for vs that such as be children either by age or children by maners should in deede haue their soules wholesomely instructed though for the time they seme but to sing onely Furthermore we see commonlye that they which be of the vulgare people or of rude and grosse nature can not redely beare away and kepe in mynde the graue preceptes of the Apostles or Prophetes where yet the deuine psalmes they synge at home in their houses and abrode they can recorde them And certainly though a man were neuer so furiouslye raging in ire and wrath yet assone as he heare the swete tunes of the Psalmes straight way is he asswaged of his fury and must depart more quiet in mynd by reason of the melodie The psalme is the rest of the soule the rodde of peace it stilleth and pacifieth the ragyng bellowes of the minde for it doth asswage and mollifie that irefull power and passion of the soule it induceth chastity where reigned wantonnes it maketh amitie where was discorde it knitteth frendes together it returneth enemies to an vnitie againe For who can long repute him as an enemy with whom he ioyneth himselfe in lifting vppe hys voyce to God in prayer So that the song of the Psalme worketh charitie whiche is the greatest treasure of all goodnesse that can be deuising by this inducement of concord singing the knot and bonde of vnitie so ioyning the people together after the similitude of a quiere in their vnitie of singing The Psalme is an introduction to beginners it is a furtherer to them which go forwarde to vertue it is to the perfect man a stable foundation to rest on it is the swete voyce the onely mouth of the spouse of Christ the church The psalme doth cheare the feastfull day the better to reioyce it worketh that same heauines whiche is heauines to godwarde for the psalme is able to plucke out teares of any mans hart though it be neuer so stony harde O wise and merueilous deuise of our heauenlye scholemaister who could inuent that we should both pleasantly sing and therwith profitably learne where by wholesome doctrine might bee the deper printed in vs for that which with violence and force is learned of vs is not wont to abide long but that whiche entreth into vs with pleasure and by louing grace it continueth the lenger in our hartes it sticketh the faster in our memories Now as for the matter and content of the Psalme what is there but that a man maye learne it there Is not there to be learned the valiauntnes of fortitude The righteousnes of iustice The sobernes of temperance The perfection of prudence The forme of penaunce The measure of patience Yea and whatsoeuer soundeth to vertue or perfection is it not there taught In the Psalme is conteined absolute diuinitie both prophecy of christes comming in the flesh The thretfull warninges of the iudgement The hope of our rising agayne The feare of Gods punishmentes The promises of euerlasting ioye The reuelatiō of all mysteries all these be laide and couched vp in the Psalter booke as in a great treasure house common to al men Which booke the Prophet Dauid framed most aptly among many instruments of musike to agree with the instrumente called the Psaltrie Signifieng therby as I can iudge the grace of God to come frō boue by the inspiration of the holye ghost for thys onely instrumente of all other haue the cause of hys sounde from his vpper parte where the harpe or the lute by their wrestes haue their sound cōming forthe out of the lower parte of them but the psalterye put forth the swetenes of his harmonious melodie from the vpper part teaching vs therby that we should set our whole study and meditation in heauenly thinges aboue and not by the sweetenes of the tunes to bee borne downe to the sensuall affections and delectations of the fleshe Chrisostomus In Psalmos to .2 ho. 15. AS this life is susteyned by meate which it doth straighte way ministre after it be receyued euen so if we bestowe our endeuour to vertuous actes we shall obtaine Gods liuelye sprite by the possession whereof we shall flowe in all good workes which on the other side if we performe not the sayde sprite will flee from vs of whome if we be destitute we muste nedes halte in any doing we haue for if this holy sprite should depart from vs consequently wil the wicked sprite enter which thing may clearely be learned in Saule who was sore haunted therwith Now what should it helpe vs though we be not vexed so extreemely wyth suche a spirite as Saule was vexed if we bee tormented and choked by malicious actes and wretched dedes We haue therefore muche neede to haue Dauids harpe to sing to our soule some diuine harmony as well gotten out of the Prophet as also flowing from good life so that whether of them both we vse that is either to sing some Psalme or song of Dauid or yet to beginne a vertuous life we shal therby destroy the deuils power in vs as readily as Dauid was wont to asswage Saules fury with his harpe And this shall be our principall remedy to obtaine all righteousnes to the healthe of our soule yea beside this the deuill shall rage so much the more in fury when he seeth that for all his sinfull suggestions we be nothing drawne to euill for these vngratious and vncleane spirites are euen in the beginning of their temptations afrayde least we should haue occasion geuen vs by their wicked suggestions to turne our whole entent the rather to worke some laudable acte So that when they see we stande and perseuer stedfastly they rage the more for that they bee so frustrate in all their busie care they haue to hurt vs. Wherupon after our victory so gotten let vs sing out some song of thankes the farther to beate from vs that diuelish importune assault of our enemye for the deuill in deede cannot vtterly depriue vs of heauen no for many times he is a furderer to vs by his warryng against vs so that we be watching warely at him and vse sobernes to winne heauen from whence wilfully many be cast by their vngratious and sinfull liuing And verely whatsoeuer he be that offendeth of purpose and that of set will rageth in mischiefe is a plaine deuill and is not worthy to haue pardon or fauor of any man Let vs therfore sing to that soule that is affected wyth other sayinges of holy scripture specially Dauids Psalmes In suche wise that the outwarde voyce maye edifie the inwarde mynde Doubtlesse when we instructe and frame our tongue thus to sing the conscience of man must needes be ashamed if he doo not preserue that thing at
to mée My sonne I say thou art this day I haue begotten thée 8 Aske thou of mée I will geue thée to rule all Gentils londes Thou shalt possesse in suernesse the world how wide it stondes 9 With iron rod as mighty God all rebels shalt thou bruse And breake them all in pieces small as sherdes the potters vse 10 Be wise therfore ye kinges the more Receyue ye wisdomes lore Ye iudges strong of right and wrong aduise you now before 11 The Lorde in feare your seruice beare with dread to him reioyce Let rages be resist not ye him serue with ioyfull voyce 12 The sonne kisse ye lest wroth he be lose not the way of rest For when his ire is set on fire who trust in hym be blest ¶ The Collecte BReake a sonder O Lorde the bondes of our sinnes that we may bee faithfully yoked to the preceptes of thy law to serue thee in feare and reuerence to the laude of thy holy name Through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme III. This Psalme endight may comfort haue of God How troubled sprite may comfort haue of God As woe be gone meke Dauid fled so brode From Absalon meke Dauid fled so brode 1 O Lord how ill encrease they still that trouble me so sore Full many rise in spitefull wise agaynst me more and more 2 Right many one whan I do mone alasse my soule they fret They say I haue no God to saue oh this temptation great 3 But yet O Lord thou wilt accord as shielde to fence my soule My worship cleare thou art full deare my hed thou wilt extoll 4 I did but mone with voyce alone to God my Lorde in will He heard me iust as I dyd trust from his so holy hill 5 I layde me downe I slept full sound and vp I rose agayne For God me kept where safe I slept his grace dyd me sustayne 6 To be afrayde or yet dismayde for thousandes ten what néede They go about to driue me out but God will dull theyr spéede 7 Up Lord saue mée my God most frée on chéeke thou smitest my foes Well hast thou chrust theyr téeth to dust of such as wicked goes 8 Unto the Lord by truthes recorde belongth all sauing helth Thy blessing hand so nie doth stand to worke thy peoples welth ¶ The Collecte POure vs O Lorde thy heauenly benediction that we may be armed with the fayth of the resurrection not to feare any army of men set against vs. Through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme IIII. The church in stress complaynth to God full sore For heauinesse complaynth to God full sore The good haue ease they sacrifice therfore Of their disease they sacrifice therfore 1 O God so hie heare when I crie my right is all in thée Thou takest me fro al troublous wo haue mercy heare thou mée 2 Ye sonnes of men how long agayne will ye blaspheme my name Why triumphe ye in vanitie why séeke ye lies to frame 3 Know this ye foes that God hath chose himselfe all godly men And when I call this Lord of all he straight will heare me then 4 Of wrathfull ire refraine the fire sinne not but muse in hart Upon your beds kéepe still your heds deathes day recount in part 5 Looke ye arise in sacrifice of righteousnes in skill And put your trust in God so iust but tame your fleshly will 6 There many bée that say O sée who good to vs can do Lift vp thy face of cherefull grace on vs O Lord to go 7 Thou chearst my hart as God thou art with ioye of thy good sprite Since corne and wine with oyle so fine of theirs increast in sight 8 I will me lay in peace I say my sléepe to take full well I hope for thou O Lord as now makst me most safe to dwell ¶ The Collecte HEare vs O mercifull Lorde and haue compassion on vs in our tribulations and where thou alone art most worthely magnified in thy people graunte that we may haue spirituall gladnes in our hartes by the hope of the heauenly reward Through c. The Argument Psalme V. The church in sprite for all opprest in payne Maketh sute aright for all opprest in payne Here Christ aduanceth the Iewes he blamth agayne His heritaunce the Iewes he blamth agayne 1 EXpend O Lord my plaint of worde in griefe that I do make My musing mind recount most kind geue eare for thine owne sake 2 O harke my grone my crying mone my king my God thou art Let me not stray from thée away to thée I pray in hart 3 My voyce and vowe thou wilt alowe betymes O Lord so frée In spring of day I thée will pray and shall looks vp to thée 4 This I may vow the God art thou which hatest all wickednes No malice fell with thée can dwell thou louest no cruelnes 5 Such foolish spite can bide no sight of thy good louely face Thou doost defie their vanitie who wickednes embrace 6 Thou shalt destroy and them annoy with lies who shame thy worde Bloudthirsty men which crafty renne the Lord hath them abhorde 5 Iust will I go thy house into in trust of thy great grace In feare I will do honour still against that holy place 6 O Lord be guide defend my side in thy great righteousnesse Make playne the way lesse I do stray my foes shall brag the lesse 7 Their mouthes expresse no faithfulnesse theyr holow hartes be vayne Wide throte they haue as open graue theyr tonge but lyes do fayne 8 Destroy their thought O God for nought theyr owne wayes be theyr shame Expell them out in lies so stout who thus blaspheme thy name 9 Let them reioyce that trust thy voyce aye thankes they shall extend Who loue thy name shall ioye the same thou doost so them defend 10 Thou Lord wilt than geue rightwise man the heauenly blisse from thence Thy fauour kynde is not behynde as them with shield to fence ¶ The Collecte O Mercifull father whiche knowest the lamentation of a sorrowfull hart and contrited spirite before it be vttered infound into vs thy holye spirite alway to sue vnto thee in all our troubles defend vs with the shield of thy protection that wee may be found daily attending to thy will and pleasure to glorifie thy name through Christ c. The Argument Psalme VI. An earnest crie of men all wrapt in wo To God on hie of men all wrapt in wo At last they winne and glad reioyce they so Gods helpe for sinne and glad reioyce they so 1 O Carpe not sower thou Lord of power my sinne in ire to sore Nor chasten mée in crueltie I pray to thée therfore 2 But mercy haue my life to saue O Lord for weake am I My bones be vext with feare annext thy domes make me to crye 3 My soule also is full of woo my conscyence doth quake O Lord how long thy
sake O mercy take my Lord vpon my sinne It is so great it doth me fret it boylth my soule wythin 12 What man he bée that feareth thée O Lord thou wylt hym teach The rightfull way to choose I say in sprite thereto to retche 13 His soule shall dwell at ease full well in ghostly frée delyght Hys stocke and séede shall neuer néede but hold the land to ryght 14 Among them lye Gods secrecy to feare hym who that shall In gentle fourme he wyll perfourme to them hys couenantes all 15 Myne eyes entent is euer bent to thée my Lord so great For onely he pluckth suerly my féete from out of net 16 Turne thou to mée O Lord so frée haue mercy stay my fall I am in state all desolate in misery full thrall 17 My sorrowes fell my hart doth swell they be enlarged so My troublous payne O God restrayne O quenche this deadly wo. 18 Attend I cry my misery my lyfe and state aduerse Forgeue my fautes which me assautes my ioy to me reuerse 19 Consider ryght my foes theyr spyte how they increase my feare Theyr hate is thus so tyrannous at me that they do beare 20 O kepe most dere my soule intiere and me deliuer iust So let no shame confound my name for I in thée haue trust 21 Let perfectnes and rightfulnes both guide and wayte on mée My trust for ayde in thée is layd from me O neuer flée 22 Deliuer well all Israell O God wyth all hys séede From troubles all that them may fall in thée alway to spéede ¶ The Collecte DEliuer vs from all aduersitie and danger O mercifull God for to thee onely haue we lifte vp our hartes forget we besech thee the trespace of our youth and the ignorance of our former age where as we haue negligently offended thou of thy mercye forgeue it vs through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVI The iust mans song for righteousnes beshent Who suffreth wrong for righteousnes beshent And prayth in will a lyfe leade innocent That he may still a lyfe leade innocent 1 LOrd iudge my déed as I haue lyued in thée my hope is all For this my trust in thée so iust I neuer doubt to fall 2 Lord proue my waye and me assaye by fire trye thou my reynes And search my hart my foe is smart myne giltles life he straynes 3 Thy clemency was nye myne eye to stay me right to do I dyd inure my hart full sure to truth from lyes to go 4 Wyth lyers vayne I would not trayne my lyfe to follow such Wyth crafty men I would not renne whose lyfe dissembleth much 5 The wycked rout that goeth about to harme and hurt I hate I will not set in councell yet wyth men of wycked state 6 For washe I wyll my handes euen still wyth men of perfect lyfe And thus shall I O Lord so hye frequent thyne aulters ryfe 7 Where I shall rayse thy worthy prayse that men may loue the same I wyll there sprede thy grace in deede the workes of thy good name 8 O Lord the place where restth thy grace I haue the bewty loued Thy heauenly house so glorious I loued as me behoued 9 Wyth sinners great Lord do not shet my soule wyth them to bée Thy grace extend my lyfe defend all men of bloud to flée 10 Theyr handes do presse all wyckednes euen guile prepensed â—o Theyr better hand corrupt doth stand wyth brybes euen thus they go 11 But yet will I most certenly in truth my lyfe addresse O make me frée from them to bée shew me thy tendernes 12 My foote as yet in ryght is set in playne simplicitie And still wyll I in company exalt thée Lord on hie ¶ The Collecte GRaunt O Lord we besech thee thy mercy vnto vs thy seruauntes and so ingraue in our hartes the loue of thy truth that we may hold fast all innocency of lyfe and finallye to bee deliuered from all wycked persecutours Through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVII Here may we see in trouble though he falleth The iust is free in trouble though he falleth In God he stayeth and so geueth thankes in all On hym he wayeth and so geueth thankes in all 1 THe Lord of might is health and light to me at nede whom should I feare The Lord is strength to lyfe at length of myne I say who can me deare 2 Whan men so bad theyr traynes had layd Euen then at eye they fell downe right Whan foes dyd presse to eate my flesh they slid away for all theyr spite 3 Though armed host besiegd my cost my hart from God shall not relent Though cruell warre should ryse me nar to God therin I would be bent 4 One thing to craue of God to haue I dyd full oft and aye I will To kéepe hys place to sée hys grace to haunt euen so his temple still 5 Thus shal hys power hyde me in bower when troubles should be fierce and fell He would me hyde there close to byde as safe on rocke most sure to dwell 6 My hed yet now he wyll alow aboue my foes in state alwayes In will I bryng glad offeryng the Lord so good to laud and prayse 7 My voyce O heare my Lord so deare I cry my God in wofull part Graunt that I craue and mercy haue extend to me thy louyng hart 8 My hart to thée dyd oft apply séeke ye my face I say ye all O Lord I will thy face séeke still do others how and what they shall 9 Hyde not from mée thy seruaunt frée thy louyng face my ayde thou art Proiect not me displeasantly O Lord my health do not depart 10 My parentes when they bad me renne from them to go my selfe to shift When Patrons all my reyse or fall rought not a myte thou dydst me lyft 11 Teach me thy way thy law I say that rightly leadth in truth to thée My foes O Lord wyth one accorde should els reioyce in hate to frée 12 Up turne me not to beare theyr hate O Lord to them that me pursue False witnes eyes agaynst me ryse and lyes of me they sprede vntrue 13 My hart had quayld and vtter fayld if fast to thée I had not trustd Let me thy grace Lord sée in place in land of rest where ioyth the iust 14 O wayte the Lord hold fast hys worde doubt not at all be strong be still Attend on God take méeke hys rod he will at last thy hart fulfill ¶ The Collecte DEfend vs O God from all the assaults of our enemies that we maye continue in constant confessing of thy name that while we haue the fruition of thy helpyng presence at last may haue the same in glory ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVIII This mans entent all crafty men to scape Is vehement all crafty men to scape And hard he is for this he thaenkes doth shape From God of blisse for this he thankes doth shape 1
of truthe 6 I hate their superstition who holde of vanitie where iust hath bene my confidence O Lord alway in thee 7 I will be glad and eke reioyce for thyne humanitie For thou didst note my soules distresse my state aduerse to see 8 In cruell hand of deadly foes thou hast not shut me vp But set my feete at large in roume thou temperstd so my cup. 9 Haue mercy Lord vpon my wo myne eyes therin consume My soule and eke my body sore much payne they do resume 10 My lyfe is wast in heauines my yeares in mournynges wayle My strength is falne for myne offence my bones beginne to quayle 11 A scorne I am among my foen but most to neyghbourhed A feare I was to daily frende seene out of dores they fled 12 I am so cleane cast out of mynd as dead man layd in graue I am become a vessel broke which no man list to haue 13 I saw so great conspiracy of men in counsayle met My feare encreast whan they dyd rise my soule to trap in net 14 But yet my hope hath bene in thee O Lord I thus dyd say Thou art my God my trusty God thou wilt me kepe for aye 15 My dayes be set in thy good handes ryd me from all my foes whose handes be set to persecute to lade my soule wyth woes 16 Thy gentle light of countinance shew me thy seruaunt poore Saue me O Lord by mercy great I trust therto the more 17 And let me not confounded be O Lord of thee I craue Confounded be all wicked men in silence put to graue 18 Let lyeng lips be stopt to speake to whist downe lowe be thrust In cruell spite disdaynfully they prate agaynst the iust 19 How is thy grace so plentifull prepard in store to bee For righteous men which thee do feare as Adams broode may see 20 To hide them safe euen iust by thee from all prouokyng men Thine eies in house will kepe them sure from tonges that venim 〈◊〉 21 O thankes be due to this the Lord whose pity such I felt As I with forte were closed in or I in citye dwelt 22 Though whan I fled and felt excesse I sayd thou me despisde Yet when I cryde thou heardst my voyce in humble sute deuisde ▪ 23 O Loue the Lord ye all his saintes the Lord the iust preseruth The doer prowd he thorowly rewardth as he deseruth 24 Be strong in hart most manfully For he your hartes shall strength All ye that wayte the Lord so good O trust ye hym at length ¶ The Collecte MOst mercifull father which excelst in aboundāce of pitie and compassion we beseche thy tender and infinite mercy that while we search for the eternall veritie of thy worde and commaundement we may escape the detestable presumption and pryde of vayne walkers in this worlde contrary to the eternal veritie in thy worde through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXII Here Dauid teachth to vnderstande what is cleare blessednes Euen pardon free at Gods good hande for all our sinnefulnes 1 O Blest be they whose trespaces all whole remitted lye Whose sinne is hid in secrecies from which God turnth his eye 2 O blessed man to whom in sight God doth impute no sinne Who hath no guile in suttle sprite as hypocrite within 3 For that my sinne I hyd so blynde and would not it confesse My bones and strength for sorrow pynde all day I cryed in stresse 4 For dayes and nyghtes thy heauy hand my soule dyd presse so stout That all my powers and moysture changd as dryed by sommer drout 5 I shewed to thée my wyckednes not still my gilt I hid I sayd I will my fault expresse then straight thou it didst ryd 6 For this to thée will euery saynt make sute in tyme of grace Though waters flow in déepe constraynt they shall not hym deface 7 My refuge thou art couertly from trouble me to bryng Thus fenst by thée glad sing shall I as men made frée do sing 8 I will geue thée intelligence right thée to teach the way That thou mayst walke wythout offence on thée myne eye shall stay 9 But he not lyke the horse and mule who nought can vnderstand Whose mouthes wyth bittes except ye rule they wyll not come to hand 10 The wycked man wyth cares is fret wyth sorrowes fouly vext But who hys trust in God hath set to hym all grace is next 11 In thys the Lord reioyce ye still ye righteous men be glad All ye that haue ryght hartes and wyll ioy ye be not adrad The Collecte O Blessed Lord whiche by remittyng sinnes geuest them who confesse the same thy true iustice heare thou the prayers of thy congregation and so dull the dartes of synne in vs that we escapyng the sorow full wo therof may bee replenished wyth restfull and spirituall gladnes in the holy ghost to ioye with thee in the blisse to come through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXII Here hily aduanst Gods grace do ye see Who sinne doth remit All wholy so free 1 O Happy be they Whose sins be releast Who hath theyr offence Whole hyd by request 2 And happy the man Whom God doth aquite Whose sprite hath no guile To doubt of hys might 3 For holding my tong My bones fell away I gronde in my hart All whole by the day 4 By nyght and by day Thy hand was to stout My moysture was dryed Lyke sommer the drout 5 My cryme I bewrayed Euen iust in thy sight I hyd not my gylt But brought it to light I cast wyth my selfe My fault to reueale And straight thou releast It euery deale 6 For this shall we sée All saintes to desire In sute for to bée When tyme doth require Though trouble aryse as flouds when they grow Yet shall they no tyme The iust ouerflow 7 My bower thou art To kéepe me at ease Thou fentest me about With songes of release 8 To teache thée I will And guide thée the way On thée will I looke So neuer to stray 9 But be ye not lyke The horse and the mule For brutish they be And hard to recule Wyth bridle and bit Their mouthes do ye strain Lest at you they wynce And turne so agayne 10 The bad shal haue plages On euery side Who trust in the Lord Them grace doth abide 11 Ye men of the ryght Be glad to reioyce Ye true men in hart Be ioyfull in voyce ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXIII The iust alway in mynde bearth this Wyth hart to ioye in God of his To prayse his name that mighty is For he geueth helpe and heauenly blis But vayne all other remedies But payne all worldly policies Remember this 1 REioyce in God the Lord he is Ye rightwise men and do not mis The iust be bound to thanke iwis Repete ye this 2 Prayse ye the Lord wyth melodies Wyth harpe and lute wyth simphonies Syng Psalmes to hym in
enbrued wyth bloud hys God for grace dyd seeke 1 HAue mercy God on me I craue for thy great gentlenes Thy mercies store on me vouchsaue put out my sinfulnes 2 But washe me depe from all my sinne for déepely falne I am O clense me clere wythout wythin from synne that beastly came 3 For I confesse my wyckednes my state I fele most vyle In sight I beare my giltines it doth myne eye reuyle 4 To thée alone I trespaced I â—ind before thyne eyes That iust in word thou mightst be tryed thou iudge so pure to ryse 5 Behold in sinne I shapen was in natyue filth infect My mother me conceyud alas in sinne of Adams sect 6 But lo thou hast the truth well loued in hart alway to raigne Thys wisdome hid to few approued thou shewest to me most playne 7 Thou shalt me purge wyth Isope grene so clensd men me shall know Thou shalt me washe to be full clene more whyte than is the snow 8 Thou shalt make me much ioye to heare and rest for all my payne My shaken bones shall them besteare and ioye then once agayne 9 From my misdedes turne thou thy face I cannot say to oft From out thy bookes my gilt O rase to féele thy mercy soft 10 A puer hart make thou in me O God both good and true A rightful sprite wythin to be my soule agayne renue 11 From open sight of thy swete face O Lord reiect me not Withdraw not thou thy sprite of grace from me so desolate 12 Thy ioyfull health restore wyth all to me thus tâ—st wyth wo Wyth sprite most frée and principall strength me agayne to go 13 Then wyll I teache thy wayes for ryght to all the wycked sort That they to the conuerted quyte for comfort may resort 14 Ryd me from all bloudgiltines thou God my God of health My tonge shal sing thy ryghteousnes and iust condemne my selfe 15 O Lord my lips set open wyde in thankes to make them frée So shall my mouth on euery side geue laudes most due to thée 16 For thou regardst no sacrifice I would els geue it thée Nor yet requirst by law precise our offrings brent that bée 17 The sacrifice to God elect is iust a troubled sprite Good God thou wylt no tyme reiect a broken hart contrite 18 O shew thy grace and fauour yet to Syon Dauids throne Ierusalem â–ª that citie great build thou her wals of stone 19 Then ryghteous hostes thou shalt allow whole offrings burnt in sight Wyth sacrifice of calfe and cow they shall thyne aulters dyght ¶ The Collecte POure vpon vs O god most holy thy manifold mercies and compassions by whiche thou cleansest vs from the filthy corruption of sinne and therwyth makest our hartes cleane in thy sight we besech thee still to renue in our inward partes the gift of thy holy and principall sprite by power wherof we may glorifie thy name in this present worlde at last to come to thy heauenly Ierusalem through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme LII This Psalme inueith and is full wroth agaynst oppressours myght To Christ so Iudas fygure goth to Dauid Doegs spyte 1 WHy boast thy selfe thou tyraunt thus in malice vauntyng aye Knowst not that God is gracious to good men day by daye 2 Thy tong contriueth all crokednes of hartes aboundance great Wyth guiles it cutteth in craftines as rasour sharply whet 3 Thou malice louest aboue all good to hurt more then to helpe To hatch more lyes then truth to broode lyke Adams byrd and whelpe 4 Thou hast but loued to speake all nought that may perdition bring O thou false tong thou hast but sought deceite by flatteryng 5 Therfore shall God quite thée subuert thy house to take from thée And roote thée out all ouerwhart no lyuing land to sée 6 In seyng thys the ryghteous man shall feare and worshyp God And shall say thus to scorne hym than in Gods so heauy râ—d 7 Lo thys the man that had no lust in God hys strength to set But he in heapes of gold dyd trust by sinne hys strength he met 8 But I am lyke in God hys house a fruitfull Olyue grene In Gods good grace most piteous my trust shall aye be sene 9 I will laude thée â–ª for euer iust thy word doth neuer mis Thy name so good shall be my trust wyth good men good it is ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God which in thy power and fearefull wrath beatst downe all the vanitie of the worlde and spite of maÌ„s pride graunt vs so to florish as fruitfull Olyue trees in the house and congregatioÌ„ of thy people that by trust of thy name we may bee deliuered from the curse and malediction of thy wrath through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LII Thus clawbackes heare theyr shame Whom God shall once consume They Princes hartes enflame Wyth causeles ire to fume 1 WHy bragst in malice hye O thou in mischiefe stout Gods goodnes yet is nye All day to me no doubt 2 Thy tong to muse all euyll It doth it selfe inure As rasour sharpe to spill All guile it doth procure 3 Thou malice louedst to wrye Aboue all goodnes walke And more thou louest to lye Then righteousnes to talke 4 Yea loued thou hast no lesse To speake one worde for all All wordes of noughtines Thou tong in fraude most thrall 5 But God once thée shall wast Shall stroy and scrape by hand Thy tent from thée at last To roote thée out of land 6 And ryghteous men shall sée And feare therby shall take But yet at hym full frée Good laughter shall they make 7 O lo the man hymselfe That made not God hys ayde That trustd in ryches wealth Whose myght in mischiefe layde 8 But I as Olyue gréene In Gods swéete house shall lay My trust hath euer bene In Gods good grace for ay 9 I thée shall laude euen still For thys thou dydst say I Thy name to wayte I wyll For good thy sayntes it spy ¶ The Argument Psalme LIII Our natyue sinne this Psalme detecth that sinners all be we And that from grace who be reiect confounded must they be 1 THe foole haue sayd in hart euen so no God at all to bée Wherfore corrupt foule sinne they do to do good none wyll sée 2 God looked down from heauen so hye on Adams children all Some prudent man if he could spye that God would séeke or call 3 But they be all astrayd and gone abhominable made That would do good not one not one corrupt in all theyr trade 4 Know they no thyng in hart so stoure these wycked workers all My flocke as bread which do deuoure nor yet on God they call 5 They were afrayd where feare dyd lacke to shame God put them ryght Men pleasers bones God all to brake for he abhorde them quite 6 Oh that by God to Israell from Syon health were had Hys people thrall no more
to shew in part 31 And thys shall please God far aboue who is a sprite most pure Then Oxe or calfe wyth horne and houe to offer hym be sure 32 The humble soules shall thys beholde reioyce they shall by lyue And ye that séeke the Lord be bold reioyce your soule shall lyue 33 For God no doubt the nedy heareth they may reioyce more hye His prisoners in eye he bearth he cannot them defye 34 Let heauen and earth and all betwene hys worthy laud set out The sea and all that cxéepth therin prayse hym all round about 35 For God shall saue swéete Zyon hill hys place of godly rest And Iudas townes build vp he will to dwell in them possest 36 Hys seruauntes true posteritie shall it enherite iust And they that loue hys maiestie of dwellyng theare may trust ¶ The Collecte O Lorde of all pitie and compassion incline thyne eare vnto vs to vnderstande the certentie of thy truth and saluation and that we may bee so purged from the filthines of all synne to haue a name in thy blessed booke of election there to be registred amoÌ„g thy dere electes through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXX The iust man here calth God to ayde To be protect from hasty brayde Of all hys foes to hate so ryfe By hys good hand to be well stayde No tyme that he be ouerlayde By weakenes frayle of all his lyfe 1 O God to me thyne helpe intende In hast thy selfe to mercy bende and me O Lord deliuer quite Lyke grace I craue that thou extend Thy helpe from heauen so downe to send to ayde me strong by godly might 2 In hast be they confounded all Wyth shamefull name men myght them call Which seke in hate my soule to spill Be they put backe and dryuen to wall All vyle reproofe myght them befall who that to me wyshe any euill 3 Euen strayt fled backe let all them bée For theyr reward foule shame to sée these suttle men but glosers all Whose tong to fawne can whole agrée To say there there lo thus to mée by guile and craft to make me fall 4 But let all those that séeke thy myght With gladnes full and ioy he dyght in thée theyr Lord and God all daye And let them all that haue delite In thy swéete health say still aryght the Lord so good be praysed aye 5 As now for me though poore I ligh Afflicted sore in misery O Lord to me make hasty spéede Thou art myne ayde most trustely My God of all deliuery to long fro me do not recéede ¶ The Collecte O God eternall and inuincible protector of thy subiectes we besech thee make hast to helpe and succour thy poore houshold who standeth in sute at thy maiestie that we may escape all shame and rebuke of sinne and aduersitie so defended by thine ayde through Christ c. The Argument Psalme LXXI The iust geueth thankes to God aboue Who kept his youth in stay So craueth he still for further loue In age no tyme to stray 1 MY trust O Lord in thy good name I haue in hart alway reposde Let neuer me be put to shame from hope I haue to be deposde 2 In thyne owne grace and righteousnes all quyte from harme deliuer me Inclyne thyne eare to my great stresse to saue my lyfe and make me frée 3 Both rocke and wall be thou to me to which most sure I may resort Thy will it is that kept I be my holde thou art and stable sort 4 And make me scape the tyrannye my God and Lord of wycked foe To scape the hand of man to spye both false in hart and cruell to 5 Thou art my hope and patience O Lord for whom I dayly long From euen my youth my confidence thou hast no dout bene euer strong 6 For sith my birth by thée alone full sure by thée were kept my wayes Thou pluckst 〈◊〉 out my mothers wombe my mouth therfore shall sprede thy prayse 7 A monster great men me report so many iudge that be vniust But yet thou art my stable sort in whom is all my hope and trust 8 O let my mouth wyth prayses flow that thée I may land alway thus That I may sing to hye and low thyne honour great most glorious 9 In tyme of age reiect me not that out from thée I be not cast And leaue me not all desolate in néedefull tyme when strength doth wast 10 For now my foes together iet in counsayle whole they do conspire To rayle at me they be all set to trap my soule in hateful ire 11 They say hym God hath whole reiect sue on therfore and take hym now And full ye may on hym he wrect for none in earth wyll hym auow 12 O God from me depart not far O God my God to thée I cry From me thy helpe do not debarre make hast to come my foes be nye 13 And let them all confounded bée to sinke and drowne who seke my soule Let shame them take and vilanie who wishe my lyfe my soule to foyle 14 As now for me most quietly I will abyde thy louing hand Yea day by day more earnestly my mouth and tonge shall prayse thy sond 15 My mouth shall tell thy righteousnes thy sauing health to me all day But ende of this great gentlenes I can not thinke or wholy say 16 In this my hope I will go on in God my Lord so great of power I will expresse of thée alone thy truth so ferme both day and hower 17 For thou O God â–ª hast taught me well from all my youth vnto this day Thy meruels I therfore will tell thy wonders great and how they lay 18 But me in age when heares be white depresse me not O Lord adowne I will first tell thy power and myght this age that is and them to come 19 For sure O God thy truth is sâ—ene to heauen aboue lyft vp so hye Things great by thée so wrought hath bene who can in power be lyke to thée 20 How great and sore aduersitie thou madest me oft in lyfe to spy Yet didst thou turne to quicken mée from déepe of stresse to rayse me hye 21 Beside thou didst encrease my raigne with honor much so more and more When turnd thou wart and pleasd agayne of ioy so glad thou gauest me store 22 I will thée prayse in psaltry swéete my God and Lord thy truth to tell To thée my harpe shall stand as méete O Lord so good of Israell 23 My lips and mouth both fayne and glad shall be alway to sing to thée So shall my soule for mercy had Which thou by grace hast made so frée 24 My tonge shall talke thy righteousnes from day to day and that euen â—till â–ª Because wyth shame thou dydst represse my foes so fierce that wisht me euill ¶ The Collecte ALmighty god which raignesâ— eternally in that hie throne of maiestie and yet doost not disdayne to looke vpon
agaynst vs thou seest howe weake we be of our selfe assist vs therefore O Lorde with thy godly protection to glorifye thy holy name in earth as thy holy sprites doo in heauen thorough Christ c. The Argument Psalme CIIII. This Psalme setth out for prouidence Almighty Gods magnificence His wisdome power his goodnes eke Of night of day of yere of weeke His excellence all thyng doth kepe Ì„Ì„ 1 O Prayse my soule the Lord of name O Lord my God of worthy fame Thou doost excell in dignitie Wyth honour clothd and maiestie O hym proclame Prayse his degrée 2 For he is clad most cleare wyth light As he were deckt wyth vesture bryght He spreadth the heauens as vayle most fyne Where lyeth hys grace and power deuyne O séeke hys sight To hym incline 3 The vpper heauens be so arayde Wyth waters lyke as beames be layde The cloudes he makth hys charet swift On wynde the wynges hys walke he listh O hym estéeme Expend hys gyft 5 And he doth make hys aungels sprites In wyndes and blastes to worke theyr mightes The flamyng fier is minister Whose worde to do they waite full nere O loue his lightes Trust hym intiere 6 He setteth the earth on bases sound The seas they be O wondrous ground The world to ende it shall not reale It can no change ne ruine féele O hym rebound Hys myght reueale 7 Wyth waters depe this earth was shet As it wyth coate all darke beset For once the seas as mountaynes stoode Most hye aboue as raging floud O prayse hym yet Repute hym good 7 Though thus theyr waues the waters spred At thy rebuke they swiftly fled At thy rough voyce in thunder hard They fast gaue vp their hold and warde O hym a drede His strength regard 8 The hils then hye in sight dyd mount The fieldes fell low as now they wont As them thou stowdst â–ª in most due place They stand euen so they moue no space O hym recount Extoll hys grace 9 To all thynges made thou gauest hys roume Theyr proper place not out to come Thou doost the seas in boundes repose Not backe to turne the earth to close O hym renome His hand disclose 10 He springes sendth out to floudes to grow And they in sea discharge we know Betwene the hyls they kepe their flote To fresh the earth with new gréene coate O hym betrow Hys larges note 11 All beastes of field there drynke theyr fill They séeke them néedes though fed on hill The asses wilde they slake their thirst Most dry which be so made at first O marke hys wyll His care betrift 12 Theâ—â— fetherd foules séeke harborow As nye their drinke they sit on bough Where byrdes do chirme the trées among To God theyr Lord in cherefull song O hym auow And praise hym long 13 He wetith the hyls and makth them soft From heauenly cels by dewes aloft By frutefull cloudes which wrought his hand The showers fall down to moyst the land O laud him oft Him vnderstand 14 He makth for beast the grasse to spring And herbage els for man to bryng To serue hys néede his bread to get In earth such vse in beast he set O serue this king His actes intreat 15 Whence wyne is geuen mans hart to cheare And oyle his face so bryght to cleare And bread fro thence he doth addres Mans hart to strength in stablenes O count him deare Hys laudes expresse 16 The Lordes own trées by man vntyld Wyth Sap by showers be fully fild As Ceders hye of Libanus Which he hath plant right plentuous O praise him milde His care discusse 17 In these hye trées the birdes do nest God geueth them wit to séeke theyr rest The Storkes there build and houses haue In trées of fyrre themselfe to saue O loue him best His loue ingraue 18 The mountayns hye a refuge bée For buckes and beastes of Uenerie And so the rockes all inaccesse To Conies bée theyr sikernesse O praisd be hée Hys workes confesse â—9 The moone he made for ceasons due The nyght to cleare wyth chaunges new The sunne so hye a creature Hys down fall knowth and kéepth it sure O good ensue Hym worship pure â—0 And after day thou bringst in darke So nyght comth on and blyndnes starke The Sauage beasts yet gayne therby So créepe they forth to féede full slye O note hys warke Hys reed espy 21 The Lyons whelpes most fierce they rore In rangyng long of pray the store They séeke by darke their sustenance Prepard by Gods good ordinance O hym adore Hys worke enhance 22 When sunne returnth and shewth hys rise Expellyng darke hys light surpristh These beastes by heapes then soone remoue They kepe theyr dens for lyght aboue O thys aduise Hys prudence loue 23 Thus man goth forth hys worke to do More bold that they be thus ago To tillage true he maketh hys gate And spendth hys day till it be late O stand hym to Recount thy state 24 O mighty Lord my fort and holde How be thy workes tride manifold Thou madest them all in wisdome hye Of thy great goods full therth do lygh O hym behold Hym magnify 25 The sea so houge the Ocean So large in armes and space for man Theare liuing things saunce number créepe Great beasts and small therin do kéepe O search it than This meruel seke 26 Theâ—â— ships by sayles the bilowes passe Where men transport â–ª theyr wardly trasâ—e There playth his vages Leuiathan Whom thou dydst forme to sport theran O marke this case â–ª Reuolue it man 27 All creatures of thée expect Their foode most apt for euery feet That thou shouldst geue theyr nourishment In tyme of néede most competent O hym respect To hym assent 28 When deale thou doost they gather strayt In hungers stresse themselues to bayt If thou splayst hand wyth blessyng méete With good full good they be replete O hym awayte Esteme hym swéete 29 When face thou hidest and nought doost send O then they wayle to death they bend If breath thou stopst decay they must They must returne into theyr dust O then amend Regard hym iust 30 When thou returnst thy sprite agayne New thynges by thée new breath optayne Then yerely thus thou deckst a fresh The face of earth wyth new increase O holde him fayne Hys loue possesse 31 Gods maiestie be it for aye In glory blest in all hys way The Lord shall hye reioyce in thought In all hys workes so godly wrought O soule thus pray As thou art taught 32 This God when he mans sinnes to fynde But lookth on earth it quakth and twynd When he the hyls wyth hand but touch They smoke for feare and low they couche O soule hym mynde Thy Lord auouch 33 For I will sing to thys my Lord Whyle I am here and hym record In Psaltries swéete I wyll my song To my Lord God in lyfe prolong O soule accord Performe it strong 34 My talke of hym most pleasant is
fame For euer prayse and magnifie His blessed holy name Rectors O Angels hie of God The Lord your ornament Ye heauens so clere waters eke Aboue the firmament Quire * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O all ye powers of God Ye sunne and moone also Ye starres of heauens ye showres dewes The Lordes rough wyndes that blow Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse â–ª and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O fyre and partching heate Ye winters Sommers all Ye dewes and frostes ye frostes and cold Ye snowes and Yse that fal Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O nights and dayes so bright Ye lights and darkenes dimme Ye lightnings cloudes and earth so round Extoll and laude ye him Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie His blessed holy name Rectors O hils and mountaynes great Grene thyngs on earth that growe Ye wels and springs ye Seas and flouds And Whales in deepes by low Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O all ye fethred foules Ye beasts and herds abroade O ye the sonnes of mortall men O Israell prayse the Lord. Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify his blessed holy name Rectors O priests of God aboue And seruants true of hys Ye sprites and soules of righteous men Extoll the Lord of blisse Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify His blessed holy name Rectors O men of hart so meeke And holy soules in mynde O Anani and Azari And Miâ—aell so kynde Quiere * Prayse ye the king of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify His blessed holy name Benedictus O Blest be God of Israell The Lorde guide we know full well He visited hys people all He them by grace redéemd from thrall And raisde he hath saluation Most mighty now for vs eche one Of Dauids stocke so vertuous His seruauntes line and noble house As he dyd speake in tymes of olde By holy Prophetes mouthes so tolde Which were his will to vtter than And haue bene since the world began That we should be in fréedome quite And saued be from enmies spite To scape the handes and cruell state Of all the men that vs do hate The mercy plight to fathers sage To them performe from age to age And eke recount hys noble acte To call to minde hys sacred pacte His othe to kepe so sworne and plight To Abraham our fathers right Which he in tyme so bounteous Would iust performe and geue to vs. That we so rid from enmies handes From cruell yoke of combrous bandes Myght serue hym styll in ioyfull cheare Without all griefe all care and feare In holines and righteousnes So hym to serue in stablenes Before hym thus all voyde of strife To passe all dayes of this our life And thou good child shalt haue the name Of Prophet great most chiefe in fame For thou shalt go before Gods face To shew before hys wayes of grace To geue vnto his people sone To knowledge healthes â–ª saluation This health to shew the grace of his For all theyr faultes and sinnes remisse Through mercy great and tender loue Of God the Lord that raignes aboue Wherby the day that spring from hie Us visited so ioyfully Them lyght to geue that placed bée In darkenes great and miserie And eke in shade of death no lesse And guide our féete in wâ—yâ—s of peace ¶ Magnificat MY soule the Lord doth magnifie Who shewth his power so mightely Thus hath he done â–ª by his gret might Of onely grace that he hath plight Also my sprite both day and hower Reioyceth in God my sauiour Not me my selfe but thée O Lord I do extoll in hartes accord For he hath thus regarded mée His handmayd true of low degrée Whose poore estate and simple house He doth accept so bounteous And now behold the kyndreds all Shall me henceforth right blessed call So thou hast sayd by thy good worde As aungels voyce doth well recorde For he that is most mighty tride Hath me set vp and magnified By his good grace he doth the same For holy is his worthy name And mercy great that he doth beare Is shewd to all that do hym feare On kinredes all by him alone He helpes vs now and hearth our mone Wyth hys good arme he strength hath shewd And scattred cleane the proud and lewd In their conceiptes â–ª and fansies vayne This is our God that still doth raigne The mighty downe from seat he threw And humble hartes exalted due Thus God hath done by power so hie The worldly riche full low do lie The hungry soule he filde in all Wyth eche good thyng so liberall The riche in wealth wyth all their ray With empty handes he sent away Remembring still hys grace that fell Hys seruaunt holye good Israell Which promisd was our fathers gray And Abraham hys séede for aye Nunc dimittis LOrd now thou lettest thy seruant go To peacefull rest thou good art so Thy loue to me thou doost aforde Accordth thereto thy holy word For these my eyes saw happely Health long desird so ernestly Thy sauing health thou geuest alone My eyes haue seene saluation Which thou hast thus preparde aright Before thy flock and peoples sight Theyr eyes do sée thy loues entent And goodnes great which thou hast sent To be a light to Gentels all To lighten them that lye in thrall That thy good flock in ioy may dwell To glory great of Israell Grace before meate MOst louing Lord to thee we cry All vs to blesse our borde be nye Thy giftes to vse in this repast No spoyle to make hereof in waste And that our want while we do â—yll Our hart and tong expresse none euell Grace after meate PReserue vs Lord which all hast wrought As thou of loue vs all hast bought Refresh our soules with godly feare For these good giftes kind hart to beare Our tyme to spend ech day by day At our liues ende reioyce we may Quicunque vult WHo saued will be before all thinges He must true fayth fast hold in all which safe sound who kepth it not Without all doubt he perish shall This is the fayth calde Catholike Euen through the world full out so famde To serue one god in Trinitie In Trinitie but one so namde Confounding not theyr persons three Their substance sundred cannot be The father sonne and holy goste Be diuers yet in persons three The godhed yet of them all one Of father sonne and
holy Sprite Theyr glory lyke their maiesty All one eternall is aright The father such the sonne is such The holy gost is such a lyke The father hie the sonne euen so The holy gost vncreat eke The father god the sonne the sprite Incomprehensible they be all â–ª Eternall god eternall sonne The holy goste eterne we call Yet they not three eternals be But one they stande eternally Not three distinct in power or tyme But one all whole in vnitie The father houge of power he is The sonne the holy ghost euen so Not thrée almighties so be sayde But one almighty knowne no mo The father God the sonne is God The holy ghost euen so is God Not yet three Gods but one is God In all the world so long and broade The Father Lord the Son is Lord The holly Ghost is truely Lorde Not yet thrée Lords but one is Lord We say and singe in true accord As we ech person God and Lord Be bid by Christian truth to name Forbidden so we be by fayth thrée gods or els thrée lords to frame The Father made of none nor born Of none begotten well we know The sonne of God alone not made Nor created begotten thoughe The sprite is iust of God and so Of Christ not got proceding yet One Father so one son one sprite Not thrise in name these persons set In Trinity â–ª not one beforne Nor yet behynde more great or lesse These persons thrée all equall be Eterne a like we must confesse So that in all this vnity In trinity I say agayne The trinity in vnity We must adore as one full playne Who saued will be most rightly iuge The Trinity forsooth euen thus And helth eke aske to think the Christe Incarnate was made flesh for vs. For this is fayth both right sounde That we beleue and iust confesse That Iesus Christ the sonne of God Is God and man our Lorde no lesse Of God his substaunce God begot Before the worlde was made in sight And man he is of Maryes flesh His mother him in world so dight He perfect God and perfect man Of soule with reason most indued Of humayne flesh subsistyng is By whome our nature was renued Christ equall is in Deity To God so great his father iust Yet greater he and Christ the lesse For birth in manhoode so discust Who though he be both God man One Christ he is in déede not two To â—lesh his godhed did not chaunge But taking flesh on godhed so Of substance whole he is vnmixte By person yet he is but one As soule wyth wit and flesh one man One Christ is so both God and man Who suffred death for all our health And downe he went in sprite to Hel He did yet ryse from death agayne The thyrd day iust as scripture telth To Heuen he â—â—ied and there he sitth On gods right hand which mighty is from whence he shall return to iudge The quick and deade all right I wis And when he comth all men shal ryse In bodies dead reuiued agayne And geue they shall accompt full due of al their thoughts works so plain And they that haue done good I saye Shall enter sure to life eterne And they that haue done euill to fyre To darknes cast that is externe This is the fayth most Catholike Which any man if it mistake And faythfully doth not beleue No wight him saued once can make Veni creator COme holy Ghost eternall God Which doost from God procéede The father fyrst and eke the sonne One God as we do reade Oh visite thou our minds and harts Thy heauenly grace inspire That we in truth and godlinesse May set our whole desire Thou art O sprite the comforter In woe and hard distresse The heauenly gift of God so highe Which tongue cannot expresse Thou fountayne art and liuely spring Of ioy celestiall The fyre so bright the loue so cleare and vnction spirituall For thou in gifts art manifold Whereby Christs church doth stand And wrightst thy loue in faythfull hartes The power of God hys hand And like as thou hast promise made Thou geuest the speach of grace That through thy helpe the prayse of God May sound in euery place O holy Ghost to moue our wits Sende downe thyne heauenly light Inflame our harts our God to serue With loue both day and night Our weaknes strength confyrme vs Lord Both féeble faynt and frayle That nether flesh the world ne deuill In vs do once preuayle Put backe from vs our enemies And graunt that wée obtayne Swéete peace of hart with God and man From grudge and proude disdayne And graunt O Lord O leader sure That we by thée as guide May safe eschue the snares of sinne From thée no tyme to slyde And plenty Lord of thy good grace Graunt vs we humble pray Be thou our ioy and comforter To scape that dreadfull day Of stryfe and foule dissention O Lord dissolue the bands And knit the knot of peace and loue Through out all Christen lands Graunt vs O Lord through thée to know The Father most of might That we of his beloued sonne May sure obtayne the sight And that with perfect stable fayth We mought acknowledge thée The sprite of them â–ª of both I say One God and persons thrée Be laude to God the father hye And God his sonne prayse ye Be prayse to God the holy sprite One God in Trinity Pray we that Christ the sauiour Uouchsafe his sprite to send To all which true professe his name Till all the world doth ende THe 150. beyng the last Psalme is a serious and earnest inuitation to the prayses of God and so most agreably placed as last to knit vp the ende of all that is treated in the fiue seueral bookes of Psalmes so deuided by the Hebrues In whiche fiue bookes bee insparsed abroad matter of Prophecy of Christ and hys church of History of Doctrine of Instruction of Inuitation of Exhortation of Reformation of Insultation of Consolation of Gloriation of Inuocation of Obsecration of Meditation of Patience and such lyke So that all breath voyce and sound of worde sunge sayd or thoughte should tende wholy in the ende to prayse the Lorde whych is the first the mydst and finall worke and sacrifice wherunto all should be referred Furthermore because in rhe thyrd fourth and fifth verses onelye musicall instrumentes be recyted lest they should be but bare instrumentes wythout distinction or signification of sound in them be added for supplement the three appropriates ascribed to God in Trinitie as Power and Authoritie whereby all thynges were created and wrought Wysdome and Prouidence wherby all thynges be iustly gouerned and ruled Goodnes and Bountie wherby all thinges be preserued from whence procede all graces and giftes both bodely and ghostly Thus this Psalme whych is the last beyng conformable to that whych is the first which is also tracted by certayne Triades describyng the felicitye of man doth resemble the same