why thou me thy selfe didst frame behynd before in forme Thou laydst thyne hand â–ª to this my clay thy hands did me perform 6 This knowledge is to meruelous for me to reach I knoow To hye and hard for me to fetch â–ª by hye or yet by lowe 7 And whether can I thinke to goe fro this thy sprite and thought From thee in face how can I flye or whether shall I flought 8 If I do clime to heauen aboue euen there thou artfull néere If so by low I make my bed In hell thou art lo there 9 If now I take the morning wings who spredth her beames so swift That strayt I cowd to fordest Sea remoue my house to shift 10 Yet there thy hand shall lede me forth as pastor guideth his sheepe thy strong right hand would me vphold by prouidence most deepe 11 If eke I say or thinke at least that darke shall hide my heade Than shall the night as shining day be round about me spreade 12 For sure the darke so dark cannot endarke thy louely sight The night as day do shine to thee so darkenes is as light 13 For iust my reynes with theyr affects are thine how hid they be In wrapst thou me my mothers wombe with vestures sonderly 14 I geue thee thanks for that I am in shape formd straungely Thy works so hye be wrought in me which playnd my soule doth spye 15 My substance first both bones Ioynts were nothing hid fro the In earth ful depe when I was wrought and wouen was curiously 16 My masse vnshapt thyne eyes did see was writ in thine owne boke By dayes increase my parts were formd wheÌ„ none on them could looke 17 How dere to me O God appere thy thoughts these counsels gret How manifold be but the summe In count if they were set 18 If I would tell the summe of them they should excéede the sand Than this reuolued I watch to thée by thée I trust to stand 19 If thou uow wouldst thy self O God confound that wicked man bloud thursty men whome I defye would leaue me wholy than 20 For these they be that sigh at thee and speake vngraciously They vse thy name in vayne to light thy foes be puft to hye 21 Do I not hate all them O Lorde who thée with hate disdayne And fret not I and fume at them which rise at thee by trayne 22 Yes Lord from hart I hate them all with perfect hate and â—yne Thy foes I take myne enemies as they were onely myne 23 Than search me God and boult my hart to thée this cause I yelde Well try and know in thoughte and driftes what hauntes in life I held 24 And see in me if any wayes be founde rebellious Then lead me forth the worldly way of death obliuiouse ¶ The Collecte O God the wonderfull creature of all thinges earthly the eternall protectour of the same who knowst all our secret partes more perfectly than we our selfe can discerne graunt we beseech thee that we may behaue our self in perpetuall feare vnder this thy parfit beholding of all our doyng and clense the thoughts of our hartes that they maye be acceptable to thee through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalm CXL This prayth for good and iuste deliuerance FroÌ„ wayting spies guyleful fawning freÌ„ds Yt sheweth eueÌ„so what ones at leÌ„gth shal chance To good and bad in both theyr finall ends 1 O Lord most good in haste deliuer me From man that is so euell and wholly nought O keepe me saufe In stedfaste suerty From wrongful man of cursed wicked thought 2 To euill theyr hartes do whole alwaye agree From whence they haue all suttle mischief wrought To hate and bate them selfes they fullye bende But strife all day by them is vainely sought 3 Theyr tongs so sharpe on me they haue extende As serpent slye as snake moste pestilente Like Adders sting theyr venome poyson sende Such poyson they in fawning lippes frequente 4 My sely soule O Lorde my God defende From wicked power most fierce and violent From wrongfull men O me good Lorde preserue To trip my foote by them is lewdly ment 5 These hawty men to death to make me sterne Hath hid theyr snares with suttle cordes in brayde And spred their nets me thus they wayte to serue With wiâ—y trappes my wayes and steps they layde 6 Yet sure from God I would not farly swerue To whom in fayth euen thus I boldly sayd Thou art my God O heare my wo full mone From hart the roote by tong in word displayd 7 My Lord and God my trust most iust alone My strength and health my closely couerture Thou shieldst my hed to scape my deadly fone In day of warre to stand on foote full sure 8 Permit not Lord whyle thus for wo I grone His will to haue this wicked man vnpure To hys attempt O Lord geue no successe Lest proud they swell and harme the more procure 9 O let theyr lippes in crafty wickednes Betrap themselfe in all their daily paynes O let their hed féele first their due distres That compasse me wyth suttle wily traynes 10 Let burnyng coales for their so mad excesse Fall downe on them to dull their hasty brayries Let fire and pit be wholy theyr rewarde No tyme to ryse to any better gaynes 11 Of bablyng tong who hath no bit or warde O let them Lord here neuer proue to thriue Him euill shall hunt till he to nought be marde No wealth to hym at all shall downe deriue 12 Full sure I am God will most kynde regard The poore mans case with ayde and ease beliue Of helpelesse man to try his truth and right In iudgement strong for hym alway to striue 13 Thus righteous men so met in open sight Shall prayse thy name O Lord that is so high Then strayt vp men in heauenly ioyous light Shall sée thy face to lyue eternally ¶ The Collecte DEfend vs thy poore destitute seruauntes O Lorde from the crafty traines of the malignant enemies of all godlines resist their pryde asswage their malice confound theyr deuises that we beyng vnder thy protection may laud thy mercy for the same Thorough Christ c. The Argument Psalme CXLIâ— Here Dauid prayth for stedfastnes among the wycked sect To scape theyr traps and wyckednes That they may low be chect \ \ 1 O Lord I haue lowde cryed to thée to me therfore make spede Unto my voyce thine eare agrée whyle that I cry in drede 2 O let my sute in syght so ryse as doth incense to thée My rayse of handes as sacrifice of myght Lord let it bée 3 Lord set a watch before my mouth kepe thou my mouth and lips To speake nothyng but truth and south to scape all snares and trips 4 Let not my hart declyne to euill with wycked workes inurde With wycked men to worke in will by their delites allurde 5 Yea let the iust as frendly led me smite and
bones so broosde shall say O Lord who may in strength to thée be lyke Which sauest the poore from tyrantes swords from irefull spoylyng hym to kéepe 11 False witnes soone at me dyd ryse in wyckednes most hasty whote Of me they spurde of thynges full nyse that I knew not at all God wot 12 They dyd vnkynd reward me euill for good to them I frendly wrought To greue my soule it was theyr wyll to bryng my lyfe and dayes to nought 13 But yet I say when they were sicke in sacke cloth then I wept and mournd My soule wyth fast I humbled meke my prayer to me eftsoones retournd 14 I wept and waylde as dearest frende as any brother that they had As childe for mother doth by kynde in blacke aray I was all clad 15 But they agayne in my great euill they floct on heapes and dyd reioyce Most abiectes cam and mockt me still and I not ware in spitefull noyce 16 Wyth such lewd slaues so vyle to sée to them were scorners ioyntly knit Theyr téeth they gnast and grynd on mée as peysant mockers was be fit 17 When wylt thou set O Lord thy sight on thys my payne I dayly beare O Lord ryd me from all theyr spite from Lyons whelpes defend my deare 18 My thankes therfore I will extend when folke in place be met so most In companies as due to sende all prayse to thée in euery cost 19 Let not my foes in ire at me reioyce in quarell falsly styll For gyltles they hate me to frée wyth wynkyng eyes they mocke theyr fill 20 For why no peace in truth they speake but all do rage agaynst the meke Good men on earth they wyshe to wreke for thys in craft and guile they séeke 21 Theyr face and mouth they haue disfort at me they cry wyth fie and fie Our eye hath séene they say a sport that we wyth ryght may hym defie 22 O Lord my God this hast thou séene be not at this to dumme and still In thée thou knowst my trust hath béene depart not far from me in will 23 Ryse vp and wake in hast I say to iudge my cause in open syght My Lord and God thou canst them fray aduenge thou soone my quarell ryght 24 Oh iudge my cause as thou art wont in equall iustice Lord of thyne O Lord my God least in this bront my foes reioyce to much in fyne 25 Refrayne in tonge them thus to say there there we sée for vs inough Let them not say O Lord I pray we haue hym surely swalowd now 26 Let them féele shame and blame at full which ioye and laugh at my distresse At me who brag and boast that wull let shame and spyte them fully presse 27 Let them euen so in ioy be glad that wyshe to sée my ryght redrest To God for aye let thankes be had who wylth so kynd hys seruants rest 28 My tonge then thus shall lowd rebound thy prayse O Lord and iustice eke All day I will in perfect sound thy laude tell iust euen wéeke by wéeke ¶ The Collecte EVerlyuing God the health the stay and refuge of our soules we beseche thee to couer and arme vs wyth the helmet of hope and wyth the buckler of inuincible faythe so that we may feele thy helpe in all causes of our necessities at lengthe to be replenished wyth ioy and gladnes to magnifie thy goodnes in the churche and congregation of ryghteous christen mē and that all our lyfe long thorough Iesus Christ our Lorde c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXVI Here wycked mens delite Is paynted what it is But blyndenes deepe in open sight In vertue whole remisse 1 IN mydst of euill mans hart Hys sinne hath blynd hym so Gods feare all whole is set a part From both hys eyes ago 2 For he himselfe doth glose In hys bewitched eyes Tyll God his sinne so foule disclose Most worthy hate to ryse 3 Hys wordes of mouth be nought And kepes much guile in store To cease he biddeth hys hart and thought To worke by vertues lore 4 Shrewd turnes in irefull mood He most in bed doth muse He hold on wayes not truely good No euill déede he refuseth 5 Thy mercy Lord in heauen Yet ouer all doth spread Thy faythfull truth is daily séene The cloudes to reache in bread 6 Thy iustice Lord we sée As mountaynes ferme to rest Thy iudgements hye O secret bée Thou shalt saue man and beast 7 How worthy Lord most iust Excelth thy grace benigne As Adams flocke shall firmely trust In fence of thy good wynge 8 Of thy fat houshold store As drunken shall they bée And drinke at néede them shalt thou poure Of pleasures welles most frée 9 For thou hast well of lyfe With thée all health aboundth And Lord in thy bryght lyght so ryfe Of vs shall lyght be found 10 O draw thy mercy neare To them which loue thée then And let thy grace O Lord appeare To rightfull harted men 11 And let no foote of pryde Approche me hawtely Nor wicked hand in hate beside To moue me wretchedly 12 These workers vayne of euill In theyr owne turne be cast Repulse they haue in croked will From footyng be they past ¶ The Collecte PVrifie our hartes with thy heauenly light O mercifull God which art originall fountayne of euerlasting lyght that we maye bee fullye replenished wyth the plenteous grace of thy sweete house so to eschue all wyckednes and crafte to treade vnder our foote the vauntyng furies wherewith the men of this worlde bee caried by Sathan the Prince of the same graunt this for thy beloued sonnes sake Christe oure Lorde to whome wyth thee and the holy ghost be all honour worlde wythout ende The Argument Psalme XXXVI Here haue ye paynted beforne your eyes tweyne The restles witte of the fell wycked wyght How he careth and carkth for his lytheir gayne How he flotth aloft in hye power and myght And setth God and his hallowes all in despyte Whose cursed steps the iust makth his orison In lyfe not to tread to hys confusion MUsing vpon the variable busines That thys troubly world haunth by sea lande My hart geueth me that sinne and wyckednes Suggestth to the wycked that he may stand ▪ Wythout any feare safely of Gods hand For no feare of hym is in all hys sight Of Gods law he is bereaued the shyning lyght 2 Me fel to mynd that he wonted thus to go To flatter aye hymselfe in his own sight For sinne the venom did enchaunt hym so That in it he hase his whole delyte And thynkth in hart that all is aright But God will spye out his sinne abominable Though to the world it hath visour commendable 3 Busily in mynd I gan to reuolue His words vnrighteous and craftely layd All truth and Iustice of God to dissolue But mere deceit in hipocrisye wayghed And would not be controld of that he sayd To learne of any man he
and prayse God wyll I prayse and all my trust in hym I set alwayes 11 On God I haue me whole bestowde a tyme though I be thrall What flesh can do though all beshrowd I feare no whit at all 12 Now fit for me my vowes to pay to God they be so hyght And hym due laudes to sing by day and thankes in open sight 13 For thou my soule hast ryd from death from fall thou kéepst my féete To walke in lyght whyle lyfe hath breath before my God so swéete The Collecte O Lord of all power and myght which defendst thy seruauntes from all inuisible hostilitie and neuer sufferest them to be ouercome that trust in thy mercy wype from our eyes we praye thee teares shed for our sinnes that after we haue subdued our carnall affectiōs we may rest in the land of the liuing through Iesus Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LVII The iuct for his deliuery geueth thankes that God hym sped So Christ reioyste when he dyd stye to heauen when death was ded 1 GOd pity me O pitie me on thée my soule is cast Thy wynges I trust wyll shadow be till all thys spyte be past 2 Thy trusty helpe I wyll implore of God my Lord most hye He wyll my cause perfourme the more that now in hand doth ligh 3 He shall from heauen send down hys power to saue from me their spite And those that would my soule deuower wyth shame shall full be dight 4 Twixt Lyons fierce doth stand my lyfe wyth fiery men I dwell Whose téeth be speares and dartes in stryfe theyr tonges sharpe swordes and fell 5 Aduaunce thy selfe O God appeare from heauens more hye thou they Thy glory great set vp so cleare on all the earth to stay 6 To catche my féete a net they splayd my soule they haue deprest Into that pyt for me they layd themselues therin be threst 7 My hart is fixt my hart is fixt O God in thée full stayd And sing I will my griefes betwixt in psalmes wyth musike playd 8 Awake my tonge my ioy awake awake both harpe and lute Come forth at morne I me betake to sing wyth shaume and flute 9 Thy laudes wyth thankes out wyll I sound◠when people méete aryght To sing O Lord to thée so bound I wyll in Paynyms syght 10 Thy mercy great to heauens doth retch what thyng can it denay To heauenly cloudes thy truth doth stretch to mans most stable stay 11 Set vp thy selfe O God aboue the heauens as is most méete Aboue the earth thy glory moue the stoole of both thy féete ¶ The Collecte REmoue O Lord all iniquity and enmitie from thy familie which mekely set theyr whole trust in the shadow of thy winges so that by enioyeng thy mercy sent from heauen we may bee perpetually deliuered from all malicious snares and trappes of our enemies Through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LVIII Saules counsaylours so far fro ryght This Psalme doth here dewray Whose craftes wyth like shall God requite To sing once well away 1 IF iust your myndes be truly set ye counsaylours to ryght Iudge equally in weyght and met ye sonnes of men in syght 2 Yea ye in hart do nothyng lesse in earth to wrong ye bende Your handes do worke all wyckednes though ye the ryght pretende 3 These wycked walke in froward wyse from euen theyr mothers mylke Once borne they stray and talke but lyes theyr wordes yet soft as silke 4 Theyr poyson lyke the poyson is of venome cockafryce Euen Adder lyke all deafe I wis who stopth her eares to ryse 5 Who hateth to heare the charmers voyce charme he so neuer wyse Of ryght and wrong they make no choyce all warnyng they despyse 6 Wythin theyr mouthes theyr téeth O God crushe thou they be to sharpe The Lyons mouthes theyr iawes so brode breke Lord proud wordes they carpe 7 To nought they passe as water swyft wythin it selfe doth slyde And when to shoote theyr shaftes they list let them go broken wyde 8 As snayle that wasth let them so wast thus créepyng crookedly As womans byrth to tymely cast let them no sunne espy 9 As tender ympes of wycked thorne before theyr pryckes be hard Men roote them vp so all be torne by wrath they shall be marde 10 Then shall reioyce the iust and good to sée Gods vengeaunce come To bathe hys handes in sinners bloud and thanke for hys good dome 11 Then man shall say wythouten mis the iust hath iust reward No doubt a God in earth there is to iudge in ryght regard ¶ The Collecte MOst righteous Lord graunt we besech thee that the people may folow all the righteousnes of thy law and gladly in loue to embrace the same neuer to turne their hearyng from the truth thereof or to bee deluded wyth the mortiferous perswasions of the serpent to be agayne wounded by hym from whom we be redeemed thorough the death of thy welbeloued sonne to whom with thee and the holy ghost be c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LIX Agaynst the proud is made request Who dealth wyth guile and fraude Whom God shall driue to want theyr rest with famine ouer yawde 1 FRom all my foes deliuer me O God my God thou art Shield me from them in suertie that vp at me be start 2 From workers bad O saue my lyfe wyth them no tyme to mell From bloudy men whole set to strife make me most far to dwell 3 For lo they wayt my soule to catch these freakes be met in spyte Though iust offence they cannot latch at me O Lord of ryght 4 Yet causeles they styll flocke at mée to hurt they them prepare Aryse therfore O Lord and sée helpe me now plungd in care 5 Stand vp thou God and Lorde of hostes thou Lord of Iacobs lyne All Paynyms Lord vew thou theyr bostes spare not theyr wilfull cryme 6 They go at euen both to and fro they grin as dogs to bite The streates they trot in citie so as pickethankes them delyte 7 Behold they speake wythin theyr mouth but swordes wythin theyr lyps They thinke belyke none heare the sothe from them that falshode slips 8 But thou O Lord shalt them deryde to scorne theyr mad attempt These heathen dogs that barke so wyde from thée who can exempt 9 My strength I will kepe fast by thée O God I will not shrynke Of thée I know all strength to bée as rocke on thée I thynke 10 For God of grace wil me preuent wyth mercy plentuously And how my foes shall once be shent God shal make me to spy 11 Yet slea them not all sodenly lest them my flocke forget But scatter them a stray to fly deiect them Lord so great 12 Theyr sinne of mouth theyr word of tong theyr pryde shall them betray For periury they speake and wrong they prate but lyes all day 13 Consume them Lord in hasty wrath consume them
Why fumeth thy wrath agaynst thy sheepe Of pasture as we bee 21 O suffer not the poore that is contryte to féele a shame But let the poore and nedy soule for helpe aye prayse thy name 22 Ryse God awake and iudge thy cause thy foe thou séest extreme Beare still in mynde hys vyle attempt for daily he blasphemth 23 Forget not thou the ragyng voyce the brags of all thy foes Theyr boasting pryde do mount alway at thée theyr hatred goes O than be nye O God our God For euer do not flee And fume no more agaynst thy sheepe Of pasture as we bee ¶ The Collecte O Lorde the almightye maker of heauen and earth with al the furnishing therof which of thine inestimable loue didst redeme the world agayn by the price of thy precius blud be myndful of thy poore desolate flocke ouermuch laden in misery and wo to beholde how thy glorye is troden vnder foote by the wycked powers of this worlde heare our lamentable teares and comfort vs wyth ioy agayne after our afflictions to prayse thy mighty hand all dayes of our lyfe who liuest and raignest one God wyth the father c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXXVI A prophecy of Christ ye spye who threath the wycked state Not so to wry their tiranny to wreke poore men in hate 1 WE do confesse and thankes expresse to thée O God wyth prayse Thy name is nye as testifie thy wondrous workes alwayes 2 When tyme most fit shall serue to it I then will iudge the ryght In day so set when men be met all hartes to sprede in sight 3 Proud earthly man shall melt euen than who dwelleth on earth shall quaile I set the ground of earth so round I can it shake no fayle 4 I did vpbrayd such fooles and sayd deale not so madly sirs To wycked rout I spake full out blow not your horne to fierce 5 Lift not to hie your horne sayd I your power all wrong ensuth Wyth stubburn neckes speake you no checks but bend your hartes to truth 6 For hye renowne commeth not adowne from East or West or South How wyde ye bée ye cannot flée this Gods true worde of mouth 7 For God iwis right domes man is no thought can scape his eyes Hym throweth he downe hym doth he crown as he can best deuise 8 In Gods ryght hand a cup theyr standth of wyne full red to sée But mixt wyth lies and dregs it lighes which he poorth diuersly The good at brynke the cleare doth drynke God brinche them gently so The bad doth sup the dregs full vp the botomes troublous wo. 9 Still will I talke such wonted walke of Iacobs God and Lord His doomes to sing hym worshippyng I will wyth hartes accord 10 And God sayth thus downe will I crushe all hornes of wycked men Euen so will I exalt on hye all ryghteous power agayne ¶ The Collecte O Most louing sheparde which for the redemption of thy flocke didst drinke the bytter cup of thy paynfull passion we pray thee so attempre the cup of aduersitie in such measure to vs that we may gladly in hart beare our crosse therto strengthned by thy holy sprite and that we neuer walke in the proude wayes of this world to drynke their heauy cup in the world to come who lyuest and reygnest with the father and the holy ghost c. The Argument Psalme LXXVI Against oppressours tyrannous who put Gods flocke to wrong This Psalme would they should well discusse ▪ Gods power and hand so strong 1 IN Iury God is known full well the ryghteous doth confesse His name is great in Israell the wycked sayth no lesse 2 His tabernacle Salem is a place of peace most swéete And Syon hill a seat of his where raignth hys grace full méete 3 This God euen there for all theyr sake his loue so them behelde Bowe arrowes sword and shield he brake all battayle set in field 4 Thou Syon mount doost more excell in honor fame and myght Then robbers hils where that they dwell how fierce they range in sight 5 These Gyantes proud of stomacke fell euen they be spoylde agayne They slept theyr sléepe though full they swell theyr handes shall nought retayne 6 O Iacobs God at thy reproofe these tyrantes fell to ground Theyr charets splayd and strayed aloofe both horse and man I drownd 7 Euen thou alone thou fearefull art in wrath agaynst the proud Who can resist thyne irefull dart O Lord who euer could 8 From heuen thou madest thy iudgement soūd that earth thy power myght heare So earthly man was soone on ground he shooke and quayld for feare 9 When God arose to iudge in ryght hys sayntes opprest wyth smart Then dyd hys strength appeare in sight to saue the meke in hart 10 Mans fiercenes past shall full set out thy prayse O Lord no lesse Their traynes guiles which stil they clout from hence thou shalt represse 11 Then vow your vowes and pay them well to your Lord God full glad I byd you all which nye hym dwell bryng giftes to God so drad 12 Stout Princes sprites so furious he can both quenche and quell On them his hand is wonderous how fierce in earth they swell ¶ The Collecte MOst drad and soueraygne Lord graunt we besech thee to our meditations such effect for the confession of thy holy name that we be so illightned by thy eternall hyls to haue vnderstandyng of thy glorious resurrection that we be not disapointed of thy glory at thy fearefull iudgement Through Christ. c. The Argument Psalme LXXVII Strong fayth in voyce with diligence for helpe he cryeth a lowd He stickth to Gods good prouidence and seeth himselfe alowd 1 TO God to cry in voyce I will to God I say in voyce He shall to me geue eare full still to make my hart reioyce 2 In troublous dayes the Lord I sought my woundes still ranne by night My handes and strength ful low were brought my soule fled comfort quyte 3 I will of God yet mindfull be to wayle I wyll not cease Whan I my soule fore vext shall sée my voyce shall not decrease 4 Thou holdst myne eyes full waking still that rest I none can take So faynt and weake I haue no wil once speche by mouth to make 5 I did therfore than strayt recownt the dayes of olde ferne yeares I did reuolue the fathers wont in their distresse and feares 6 My songs from mynde shall not depart to others which I sing By night I muse and talke in hart my sprite searcht euery thinge 7 And thus I playne wyll God my Lord absent himselfe for aye Shal I be thus so sore abhorde will he his grace denay 8 Hys pytye great will it a waye for euer not to tourne And will his worde now ende I saye to make vs still to mourne 9 Hath God forgot to pytye thus can he himselfe forget And will he shut
No day I will be found remisse To ioy in God I will not cease He is my health my rest myne ease O soule him blisse Hym séeke to please Where sinfull men from earth shall fayle All wycked freakes God let them quayle But thou my soule thy Lord aduaunce Prayse all the Lord hys heritaunce For thyne aduayle Syng still all hayle ¶ The Collecte MOst excellent almighty God which doost wyth thy blessing hand most richly refreshe all liuyng thynges wyth theyr foode and sustinaunce graunte that our soules may so be refresht in the contemplation of thy godly maiesty alway to behold thy glory in heauen in the meditation of thy wonderfull workes here in earth through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme CV Gods actes here lauded be by stories order tolde His pact alledge no thanke to man but God most due extolde Ì„Ì„ O Prayse in voyce the Lord Syng out wyth iust accord Exalt hys name search out hys fame Hys worthy dedes record 1 O prayse in voyce the Lord vpon hys name to call Denounce and tell the people cleare his doynges liberall 2 Syng out wyth iust accorde and play in instrumentes Tell all hys factes most meruelous sprede out hys ornamentes 3 Exalt hys name wyth ioy most hye and most deuyne And let theyr hart that seke the Lord to mirth all glad inclyne 4 Search out hys fame and power the Lordes right famous arke Séeke here hys face still euermore draw nye to note hys warke 5 Hys worthy déedes recorde which he hath wrought as God His strange foreshewes hys godly domes so past his mouth abrode O prayse in voyce the Lord Syng out wyth iust accorde Exalt hys name search out hys fame Hys worthy dedes recorde 6 Ye séede of Abraham hys seruaunt thys respect I you appeale praise ye the Lord ye Iacobs stocke elect 7 He is the Lord our God yea none I say but hée His iudgementes be in all the world but most wyth vs to sée 8 For he hys couenant myndth for euer it to do In thousand worldes still fast to stand hys word commaunded so 9 Hys pact to Abraham fast made with fayth endude Hys othe also to Isaac agayne the same renude 10 And he this league as law to Iacob sure decréed To Israell as testament for euer well to spéede â—1 Thus saying geue I will to the land Canaan For plot of your inheritaunce as met with lyne by man â—2 But thus when few they were to them in lyke respect And there in land as straungers set as Pilgrimes whole reiect â—3 And strayed from land to land of nations wandringly From countries wyde to other realmes of people diuersly 14 He sufâ—red yet no man to do them any wrong For all theyr sake yea kinges be chect and plaged them among 15 He say touch not my Christes that sacred flocke to mée My Prophetes true afflict not ye which preach my maiestie O prayse in voyce the Lord Syng out wyth iust accorde Exalt hys name search out hys fame Hys worthy dedes recorde 16 When he sent dearth on earth to stop theyr foodes reliefe And stroyed of bread the sustenance which stayd their strength most chiefe 17 A man before he sent to them as herbeger Lo Ioseph sold to seruitude to serue in Egipt theare 18 Whose féete they wrung in stockes by Putiphars complaynt In iron cast wyth chaynes I bound hys lyfe felt hard constraynt 19 Untill the tyme was come that iust hys cause was séene Whom God approued and throughly tryed by Oracle deuine 20 The kyng then sent and hym dyd lose by men of hys The Prince that there the people ruld did him froÌ„ bondes dismisse 21 He made hym Lord in chiefe of all hys court about And ruler sole of all hys goods in hys Empyre full out 22 That he might bynde and lose his Dukes and lordes at wyll And wit to teache hys sages all by hys approued skill O prayse in voyce the Lord Syng out wyth iust accorde Exalt hys name searche out hys fame Hys worthy dedes recorde 23 So Israell in went to Egypt glad and sad This Iacob olde a straunger liued in land of Cham the bad 24 And there God multiplied hys people notably And made hym far more strong and big then were hys foes at eye 25 The Moores then changd theyr hartes as God dyd them detect That they dyd hate his people sore with guiles hys seruantes checkt 26 Then God sent Moses out hys seruant good and true Yea Aaron eke whom he dyd chose his hart on them dyd rue 27 Which there to them dyd splay his workes and wordes by signes Hys meruels rare in land of Cham such power theÌ„ God resignes 28 And he depe darkenes sent all thinges then darke was so The signes themselfe ne Moses yet rebeld Gods wyll to do 29 He turnd theyr waters all to bloud not them they dranke He slue theyr fish theyr nourishment for all theyr waters stanke 30 The Lord euen so brought frogs in numbers wonderfull Which crept vpon the beds of kynges theyr priuy chambers full 31 He spake the worde then came on heapes all kynde of flies So lyse of dust as myngyns small in all theyr costes dyd ryse 32 For all theyr raynes and dewes he gaue them hayle to change And flames of fyer so mixt wyth theÌ„ in all their landes most strange 33 Wherwyth he smote their vines their fig trées flat to ground He brake euen down their fruitful trées in all their quarters round 34 And when hys worde came forth of grashoppers on heape In numbers theare nigh infinite dyd Caterpillers leape 35 Which dyd all whole deuoure theyr grasse about the land Yea frute and all that grew in soyle thus heauy lay hys hand 36 Theyr fruites first borne he slue in all theyr realme in length Their pryme offpring most principal â–ª of all their natures strength O prayse in voyce the Lorde Syng out wyth iust accorde Exalt hys name searche out hys fame Hys worthy deedes recorde 37 He then dyd lead them out wyth gold and siluer stuft And none there was in all theyr tribes that fell or febly puft 38 So Egypt ioyd full glad when they went out of realme For they the Iewes drad fearefully theyr feare so fell on them 39 He spred on them a cloud to couer them by day Wyth piller bryght to cleare the nyght he dyd dyrect their way 40 At theyr request and sute he brought them quayles for meate He filled them with bread of heauen swéete aungels foode to eate 41 He claue and opte the rock whence water flowed full prest They ran lyke streames in wildernes to comfort man and beast 42 For why he bare in mynde hys holy promise thus Hys loue also to Abraham hys seruaunt vertuous 43 And full wyth ioy and myrth he led hys people forth Hys deare electes wyth iubilies so taken well in worth O prayse in voyce the Lorde Syng out wyth iust accorde Exalt hys name searche out
sea to flée so fast Thou Iordan why aback wart cast Was this the cause Gods truthfull grace Or fathers fayth that ye gaue place 6 You Mountaynes hye why leape ye thus As Rammes with fruite most plenteous Ye litle hylles why skypt ye so Thys sight to sée as yong shéepe do 7 At Gods bright face the earth thus shooke At Iacobs Gods most present loke Be whole adrad than earth to sée Thys puissant Lord so nye to bée 8 Whose power dyd turne the stone to gushe Great water brokes most merueylous The flint so hard whence fier springth Euen water flouds he made it bring ¶ The Collecte GRaunt vs O Lord euer to escape the seruitude of all errour and Egipticall sinne and wyckednesse that we may always beare our lyues sanctified to thee to reioyce in thy protection Through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Thus Gentiles Gods be scornd vnpure â–ª Where God of heauen is God most sure On hym to trust to lawd hym aye Who blessth our lyfe and keepth our way Ì„Ì„ 1 NO prayse geue vs O Lord to vs Geue it thy name most glorious For thy swéete loue for thy good truth Defend vs Lord and shew thy ruth 2 Why els no doubt the Heaâ—hen sect Would say where is their God so tect If God they haue as we in sight Let hym come forth and shew his might 3 But sure our God is God in heauen Not made or séene to carnall eyne He doth at will what lyke hym best He made all thinges by hym they rest 4 Their Idols all the best they bée But siluer cast and gold to sée The handy worke of mortall men They be thus made full brittle then 5 Wyde mouthes they haue but speake no whit Of speache but domme to them most fit And eyes they haue yet haue no sight All voyde of lyfe all voyde of light 6 So eares they haue but heare nothyng How loud men cry in halowing And nose they haue but haue no tast Their brent incense on them is wast 8 Yea handes they haue but handle nat Two féete they haue but haue no gate They make no voyce from out theyr throtes Where yet small flies haue open notes 7 As those be all so such be they Which make them first of gold or clay And so be they which worship them Or them do trust in any realme 9 But thou that séest O Israell Trust thou the Lord bid them farewell The Lord is whole thyne ayde and shield Protectour sure in towne and field 10 Ye Aarons house trust ye this Lord None other serue to hym accord The Lord is whole your ayde and shield Protectour sure in towne and field 11 All ye that feare the Lord so hye Trust ye this Lord to hym applye The Lord is whole your ayde and shylde Protectour sure in town and filde 12 The Lord hath mynd and careth for vs He wyll vs blesse most prosperous And Iacobs house so will he blesse Blesse Aarons house he wyll not mysse 13 Who feare the Lord he blesse them all Both rich and poore both great and small To do them good is hys entent Who worship him most reuerent 14 The Lord wyll adde to your encrease To heape hys gyftes he wyll not cease Uppon your selfe in ioyfull cheare And after on your children deare 15 Ye are the Lordes most blessed lot Yf feare in you be not forgot The Lordes ye be hys heritage Who made of heauen and earth the stage 16 The heauens so houge the heauens I saye Be all the Lords in whom they staye The earth he gaue to men a place To dwell therin to serue his grace 17 The dead that be prayse not the Lord No sence in them no voyce or word Ne they whose corps be layd to rest By them no laudes can be exprest 18 But we alyue wyth voyce and hart Wyll prayse thys Lord tyll we depart From thys tyme forth and so for aye Than sing we styll Alleluya ¶ The Collecte BE thou our protectour helpe O mercifull Lord for we put our whol affiance in thee only be mindfull that thou formedst vs oute of the moulde of the earth graunt vs therfore thy streÌ„gth to acknowledge thee our maker duly to laud thee and celebrate thy name through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CXVI When Dauid scapt aduersitie to God wyth thankes he goes So man full past all miserie may so hys hart disclose 1 I Loued haue the Lord and shall wyth all my hart for why He soone hath heard my prayers all wyth voyce when I dyd cry 2 Full nye I say his eare he bent to me most redily Wherfore my dayes that me be lent hym will I call most hye 3 The snares of death dyd close me in yea panges of hell me found Fell anguish smart and woes betwene I felt about me round 4 Eftsoones I cryed in Gods good name for helpe and sayd euen thus O Lord I pray thy grace I clame my soule from payne discusse 5 Of clemency the Lord is full and iust he is in worde And this our God is mercifull which doth all grace aforde 6 The Lord preseruth the simple ones as abiectes counted here For lo my selfe was wo begone and health he brought me nere 7 Wherfore I sayd O turne agayne my soule into thy rest Since that the Lord â–ª hath easd thy payne for thyne aduantage best 8 For thou O Lord hast ryd my feares my soule from death besyde And eke myne eyes from wepyng teares my féete from falling wyde 9 To walke in life I purpose then before the Lord vpright Whyle here I lyue with liuing men on earth to please his sight Credidi propter quod 10 I held my fayth therout I spake to God in hope full strong Although with woes my hart did quake and sorowes seamed long 11 In all my flightes so forst to flée I sayd thus halfe amasd All men on earth but liers bée myne eyes were so adasd 12 To quyte my Lord what shall I geue hys benefites at length His grace so great by whom I lyue surmounth my simple strength 13 I will take vp and heaue on hye the cuppe of thankfulnes And Gods good name besech wyll I who compast all my wealth 14 To God my Lord I now will paye my vowes that I behight With thankfull hart from day to daye In all hys peoples sight 15 The Lord no doubt full deare reputes the death of all his saynts He taketh to hart their wrong pursuts and heareth their wofull playnts 16 For truth lo I â–ª thy seruaunt lord thy seruaunt this may speake Thy hand maydes sonne can this record for thou my bandes didst breake 17 To thee therfore I offer shall of thanckes the sacrifice The lordes good name theron to call I will in gratefull wise 18 To God my Lord I wyll repaye my vowes that I behight With thankfull hart from daye to daye in all hys peoples sight In all the courtes