If I by chaunce a foile might haue they would exalt with ioyfull cries With deadly plagues I am beset and heauy thoughts in me doe stay My horrid sinnes I le nere forget but mourne for them both night and day My cruell foes are great in strength and they in number doe exceed Therefore O Lord ayde me at length and succour me in time of neede ⧠Psalme 51. LOrd of thy mercies multitude and goodnes great I doe implore My hainous sinnes from me exclude and sanctifie me euermore Wash me cleane from my wickednesse and purge me from my sinfull crimes That I may neuer more transgresse but glorifie thy name all times For I acknowledge all my faults my sinnes are euer in mine eyne Defend me still in all assaults thou know'st O Lord my soule is thine Gainst thee alone was mine offence my sinnes lay open to thy view Therefore the Lord's Omnipotence if I were cast is iust and trew Behould I first was form'd in sinne and from my mother so was borne And so poore soule continue in yet let me neuer be forlorne But loe the truth thou do'st require from the interiour parts of mine And then my soule thou shalt inspire with prudence secret and Diuine Purge me with Hisop then I know although my sinnes are wondrous blacke I shall be whiter then the Snow no brightnes then my soule can lacke O Lord into my wounded heart send downe thy spirits ioyfull voice That my brus'd bones in euery part which thou hast broken may reioyce From mine offences turne thy face and Purge me from mine euill deeds Increase in me thy spirit of grace from whence new birth of heart proceeds Let me not from thy presens part take not thy holy spirit from me But be a comfort to my heart still with me let thy spirit be And then the man that doth transgresse I shall reclaime from wicked waies O free me from bloud guiltienesse that I may sing thy rightfull praise O Lord doe thou my lips vnfould that open'd mouth may offer praise Which is the sacrifice of ould gratefull to thee in all my daies A contrite heart thou dost require for a sweete smelling sacrifice A broken spirit is thy desire which at no time thou wilt despise Be gratious Lord to Sions hill and Salems wales build and repaire Then Caâ—ues and Lambes we 'le offer still vpon thine Alter fat and faire FINIS ¶ Psalmes 102. O Heare my prayers Lord and let my mournefull moanes to thee assend Hide not thy face nor me forget in time of trouble me defend Encline thine eares vnto my call heare me O God and that right soone Support me euer least I fall both Morning Euening Night Noone My daies like smoake consume away my bones are burnt my heart is dead And withered like grasse or hay that I forget to eat my bread My flesh will scarce cleaue to my boanes I am become so weake a man And worne away with grieuous groanes like to some Owle or Pellican In watching I haue spent the night and like a sparrow all alone That on some houses top doth light disconsolate I made my moane All the day long I am reuil'd by those which are against me sworne And lead a life like one exil'd and of his country quite forlorne For I like bread did ashes eate and powred teares into my cup. Cause in thy wrath and anger great thou threw'st me downe took'st me vp My daies doe like a shadow passe but thou for euer Lord art sure And I am wither'd vp like grasse but thy remembrance still shall dure O Lord arise and pitty take with Sion let thy mercy stand Good God euen for thy meries sake for now the time is full at hand For why thy seruants Meditate vpon her stoanes with greeuance iust To see her lye so ruinate deuoid of comfort in the dust The heathens then thy name shall feare and earthly Kings thy maiesty When thou O Lord shalt Sion reare vnto her glorious dignity And then all Nations of the earth which vex the poore with furious hate Shall quake and tremble at thy breath when thou shalt helpe the desolate This shal be written on Record for vnborne babes which shall ensue That they may lawd the liuing Lord and magnifie his iudgements true The Lord lookt from his mighty throane and glorious seate of maiestie That he might heare the playning moane of Captiues then adiudg'd to die That they in Salem might declare the glorious name of God the Lord How he of Sion tooke such care as with his mercy did accord My strength in progresse down he brought and suddainely cut of my daies To spare me yet I him besought till riper age when life decayes Thy yeares O Lord endure for aye there is no limmit to thy times For thou did'st the foundations lay of heauenly Spheres and earthly Climes Thy handy workes shall weare away but thou for euer wilt endure They like a garment shall decay thy yeares eternall are most sure Thy Seruants Children shall remaine and their posterities abide And they in heauen with thee shall raigne in earth stand fast and neuer slide ⧠Psalme 130. OVt of the deepe to thee I cry'd therefore O Lord heare thou my voice Oh let thine eares to me be ty'd that I in thee may still reioyce If thou O Lord wilt be seuere to note in me what is amisse Thy iudgments I might iustly feare dispairing of thy heauenly blisse But thou art mercyfull O God and still thy grace doth most abound To them that reuerence thy rod thy fauour euer wil be found On thee O Lord I did attend and in thy word repos'd my trust Till thou thy light to me did'st send and raise me vp euen from the dust Trust in the Lord O Israell his mercies rich as sands on shore Redemption great with him doth dwell in bounteous plenty plenteous store Then he from sinne will thee redeeme and ransome home from soule offence Houlding thee in as great esteeme as Adam in his innocence ⧠Psalme 144. TO my Petitions bow thine eare good Lord consider my desire O comfort me in dreadfull feare for thy truths sake I thee require With vs in iudgment enter not no man is righteous in thy sight O let thine anger be forgot and thine Annoynted vs acquite The enemy hath vex't my soule and cast my life downe to the ground My boanes in darkenes he doth roule that like a dead man I am found Therefore my spirit is opprest my heart within me grieued sore That I can finde no quiet rest but desolation euer-more Yet former times to minde I call musing vpon thy workes begun And exercise my selfe in all the wondrous acts which thou hast done To thee doe I stretch out my hand and vnto thee my soule doth groane Euen as the dry and thirsty land that for her moisture maketh moane Heare me O Lord and that with speed because my spirit waxeth spare Hide not thy face in
can vnderstand thy wisdome great Nor euery one that cri'th Lord Lord shall enter into heauens gate Who is not ledd by better line then doth proceed from flesh bloud Er's from the truth and doth decline from right to wrong to ill from good Whose end is death though for a time seemes sweet to please the outward man That 's nothing else but durt and slime or like a puffe in length a spanne As honor riches frends and health preferment life and worlds delight Esteeming these true happie wealth but the true blisse is out of sight They thinke that sicknes pouertie imprisonment and enymies fell And worldlie crosses veryly are gates and entrance into hell Soe foolish and so ignorant are those thou guyd'st not in thy way Mong'st whom euen I through wisdomes haue bin misled vntill this day But hauing found the truth by tryall want that earthly ioyes are transitory When they me tempt I make deniall and only seeke th' eternall glory Now I disclaime all confidence in Honor health in wealth or feature In wit or worldly sapience or yet in any earthly creature And Lord I heere doe dedicate all thou hast giu'n me to thine honor My selfe I wholie consecrate to march and fight vnder thy banner And now I bid these ioyes adew that only please my flesh and sences Because they all are most vntrue and still doe cause so great offences Because their glorious bountie fades and leaue nought but deformities Because they are nought else but shades and bring forth grose innormities Because they are most false and fickle because they are indeed hells fewell Because their rose hath many a prickle because their slauery is most cruell Because they are not firme and stable because they are profane not holie Because they are but as a fable because they are but sottish folly Because my soule they call and kill because they giue me Iudas kisse Because my good they spot and spill draw me from mine heauenly wish because lik swords they woūd my soul because like serpents they do sting me Because my conscience doth controule saith to hell gates they will bring me Because they doe beset my sences because they dull my spirits quicknes Because they cause so great expences because they cause my sad soules sicknes Bcause all vertue hindred is by this vild worlds accused pleasure Because t' will mee bereaue of blisse and of that blessed heauenly treasure And therefore earth world farewell adue fond fancies flattering fauoures Your ioyes are toyes your heauen is hell I hate your poysoned tast and sauours And thou that art life of my life soule of my soule O Iesus Christ Poynt downe the period of worlds strife thou art that prophet Prince Priest That went'st vp to prepare that place aboue Sonne Moone planets seauen Oh saue me by thy sauing grace and bring me to that highest heauen Where are such ioyes caelestiall as cannot be expreste by penne Bring me from things terrestriall to raigne with thee for aye Amen A heauenly hymne touching the Natiuitie of our Lord and Sauiour Iesus Christ. COme let vs sing to God with praise our Prophet Prince Priest alwaies And to the sacred holy spirit and c. Oh let vs laude the Trinitie With heart and voyce them magnifie For Christ who made vs life inherit c. Giue thankes to God with ioy mirth For his sweete sonne our Sauiours birth Of all mankind the comfort true He is the guiltles lambe alas Whose death passion brought to passe Faith hope and blisse with spirit anew Lift vp your heart with ioy abound With solace sing sweete Musicks sound In honor of Gods holy name Who Christ his Sonne the lambe did make By death mans sinnes away to take All nations sing his worthy fame He is the seede was promised To bruse and crush the serpents head Which caus'd all men for sinne to die He is the mediate to appease Gods wrath by death to giue vs ease Praise him praise him continually Finis ¶ A prayer in extreame sicknes THou God of might hast chastned me and mee corrected with thy rod Wounded my soule with misery and humbled me to know my God And soe made soft my stony brest Thy Arrowes sticke most fast in me My heart doth pant my ioynts opprest my flesh me paineth wofully My bodies members mee deceaue I languish still my strength 's decayd I am soe weake of power bereau'd I cannot stand but must be stayde Thy hand O God doth presse me sore my sicknes soe extreamely growes That I am euen at deathes dore thou do'st it Lord. my heart it knowes That I am vexed thus with payne it is for sinne and mine offence For my misdeeds and trespasse plaine the cause of wrathfull recompence Ease me O God and sucker me send comfort lay no more on me Then I can beare O suffer me to draw my breath and looke on me O Lord consider my weaknes beare with my great infirmitie Helpe me oh Lord cure my sicknes that I may giue all praise to thee Incline thine eares vnto my mones harke to the voice of my complaint Let both my crying and my grones come to thy throane oh I am faint I make my plaint to thee alone for thee alone I haue displeas'd To thee alone I make my mone may 't please thee that I may be eas'd I know not how for to appease thy high displeasure that 's gain'st me I am afraide to aske for ease or looke on thee that pain'st me I am neare drown'd with deep dispaire when I in minde doe well perpend How I did sinne sans feare or care without regard of my last end Lord I haue sind and thou hast said that at what time I doe repent My debts sor sinnes shall all be paide thy gratious pardon shall be sent On this thy promise Lord I build vpon thy goodnes I relie Mine heart doth to repentance yeelde graunt pardon Lord or else I die Though I haue often heinously offended and thy patience prou'd By sinning often grieuously yet thou with pittie hast been mou'd Art slow to strike yet strong to suffer thine hands are yron thy feete of leade Thou art more readie grace to offer then we to aske our dayly bread O now for pittie ease my paine for Iesus sake my Lord thy Sonne Restore to me my health againe if not Lord let thy will be done But graunt me strength to beare thy yoake and patience Lord vnto me lend That I may bide thine heauie stroake then send Lord whatthou wilt send Thy punishments are pursiuants that thou of faithfull loue dost send To all thy true and iust seruants to warne them of their latter end Thy rod and staffe doth comfort me and me vphold t'wixt hope and feare Thou gain'st presumption chastnest me and th' other keepe me from
fift part of the eight Lamentation SEnd helpe therefore O Lord and saue me from thē that would me quite deuoure And dayly grieue me and depraue me my soule 's with Lyons euery houre I wade as through the rageing sea I dwell amongst men set on fire whose teeth are speares whose tongs bear sway like two edg'd sword with wrath ire Thy mercy therefore and thy truth let be my bucklar and strong shield Hast bin mine hope euen from my youth let troubles cease new ioyes me yield Set me vpon thy rocke foreuer of perfect loue and true reliefe Let rest and refuge faile me neuer and thy protection saue from griefe Bring thou to passe what 's fit for me what thou dost know expedient That righteous men my end may see and how mine hope obtain'd content That they may of thy glory talke and speake of thy eternall praise All men shall say that see mee walke doubtlesse God will the righteous raise There is a God that 's gratious good to them that bee of perfect heart When he hath all their foes withstood heauen's ioyes to them he will impart Finis The first part of the ninth Lamentation in distresse ¶ The penitent acknowledgeth mans vildenes Gods mercies by faith and example of Gods prouidence relieth on his goodnes O Lord thy name 's most excellent in all the world thy glorie 's spred Through heauens and the firmament and by all creatures vttered In vniuersall harmony extold in heauen and in earth Exprese'st in Song and melody with all alacritie and mirth What thou bestow'st what man can number vpon vs slaues and sonnes of men Who by our sinnes are farre put vnder all Creatures we can name by pen. Forgetfull and so capeable of sinne as pouder is of fire In all our words and workes vnstable and know not what we should desire Aboue all Creatures we fotget thy grace are prone to disobey And if thy mercy did not let all Adams broude thou should'st destroy And I for my part me confesse guilty of all sinnes and all euilles And that I haue deseru'd no lesse then to be damn'd among'st the diuels The world for disobedience did'st punnish thou mought'st subuert But chiefely me for negligence mai'st plague with all plauges t' is desert I am not worthy breath in th' aire nor haue the vse of any creature Much lesse to the e to make my prayer cause gainst my God I am a traitor Thou worthily me do'st afflict at me thou takest iust offence All punnishments thou do'st inflict because thy wrath I did incense My trespasses do more offend then I can please with my best zeale The worthines I best intend I least performe my soule Lord heale ¶ The second part of the ninth Lamentation I Shame at mine vnworthines yet faine would be at one with thee Thou art a ioy in beauines a succour in necessitie To them that do their liues reforme and rightly frame their penitence Sincearely follow and performe thy will without all negligence All this to doe I do desire and what thou sayest I do belieue Thy pardon graunt me I require release and pardon Lord me giue O be with them that doe thee seeke yeeld them helpe that hould by thee Instructing humble men and meeke that wisdome seeke by thy mercy Sith I so long haue to thee cride so long thee sought yet hope I will Though my sad soule in silent bide in constant patience I 'le waite still thou rightly hear'st my inward grones my sorrowes sighes wants desire And do'st respect the outward mones of men distrest that feare the fire Though in their lippes they mute do seeme do speake nothing with their tonges what they would haue thou doest deeme and present art to right their wrongs But loe the time is not expir'd of mine ordeined punishment Nor of that freedome I desir'd I 'le waite by hope in languishment My helpe my comfort and my life saluation mine depends on thee Within my conscience stint the strife and giue me grace and libertie ⧠The third part of the ninth Lamentation MY life my comfort helpe and all saluation on Christ dependeth T' is he doth raise me when I fall he all begins and he all endeth I will not murmure neither grudg nor feare nor faint but alwaies waite He is my Sauiour and my Iudge his grace decree'd who can retrait Is there not an appointed time for all things that by God be wrought Iob was brought low at last did clime to wealth and honor he was brought And Ioseph was afflicted long by brethren and by false accuse He was shut vp in prison strong did'st all his cause and wrongs peruse At length brought'st him to honor great and Dauid was at first cast downe And then inthron'd in princely seate and long enioy'd the royall Crowne Poore widdow of Sarepta shee and hirs were ready for to pine Hir barrell and hir cruise by thee were blest and by that Prophet thine Her meale and oyle did neuer faile thou send'st that Saint eu'n to that end That they in dearth should neuer quaile so did'st from famine hir defend Wherefore a little while I 'le waite I know th' appointed time will come I shal be freed from sinnes deceite wilt mercy send in miseries roome The fourth part of the ninth Lamentation THou art my portiō my strength my defence and saluation Thou seest my troubles and at length wil't giue me consolation Thou send'st them notas ignorant of thē thou know'st thou did'st me make Therefore what 's needfull God me grant good Lord do neuer me forsake I am brought to the very pit of all confusion men suppose Thou hast decreed the time most fit of my deliuery from my foes To me vnknowne that being seene I may attribute to thee then The praise who praised ere hast beene without the aide of mortall men Which I haue sought so long in vaine yea while I called thee vpon Let me acknowledge helpe againe to come from thee or else from none And all that the world can affoord bee but th' effects of thy deere loue Thy power thy prouidence and woord do send me comfort from aboue O blessed man whom thou dost chuse and call'st by crosses vnto thee Whom thou by death seem'st to refuse by secret sweetenes liues by thee With inward consolation fed with the Manna of thy loue Who dwels in thy protection with liuely hope can neuer moue He fainteth not at mightiest frowne so I O Lord assured rest Thou art my portion and my crowne to dignifie those loue thee best Thou tendrest me as a deare sonne though thou me visit with thy rod Yet sufferest not me for to runne with sinners and to fall from God Although I seeme of hope depriued and that my wonted comforts past Yet I O Lord shal be reuiued by thee and by thy grace at last For all my long and instant cries I will not