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Certayne psalmes chosen out of the psalter of Dauid, and drawen furth into Englysh meter by William Hunnis seruant to the ryght honorable syr Wyllyam Harberde knight newly collected [and] imprinted; Bible. O.T. Psalms. English. Hunnis. Selections.
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Hunnis, William, d. 1597.
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sonne From henseforthe euermore From the vprysynge of the sonne vntyll his goinge downe Prayse ye the lorde in euery place both in the feilde and towne The lorde is hyghe aboue all landes his glory passe the heauens Lyke as the sonne doth passe all lyghte with clernes of his beames Who may be lyke vnto our god That hath his seate on hye Whiche wyll not let to see the thynges That on the earth doth lye The symple men he doth vprayse and settes them vp alofte Euyn with the prynces of his flocke these be his doynges ofte And eke the woman he hath made that longe before was barren Nowe she remayneth in her house a glad mother of chyldren Prayse we the father c. The .c.xvii. psalme Laudate dominum O All ye landes praise ye the lorde that in the earth doth byde And euerye thinge that there in is throughout the world so wyde His mercye is to vs alwaye increasyng more and more And eke his truth shall styll remayne praise ye the lorde therfore Prayse we the father c. The .c.xlvii psalme Laudate dominum HOw good it is to praise the lord no tongue can it expresse A ioyfull and a pleasaunt thinge the lordes praise is doutles The lord doth buylde Ierusalem So that it shall remayne And the outcastes of Israell he bryngethe home agayne The lord doth heale the contrytt hart and medecyne doth hym gyue And in his sycknes thus sayth he thou shalt not dye but lyue The sterrys also he dothe number and callyth them by name And euerye one in order due doth ansuer to the same Great is our god eke his power hys wysdome hath no ende He settyth vp the meke in hart the wyckyde do contende O synge vnto the lord our god a songe of thanckfulnes Synge prayse vpon the â—unyd haâ—â— hys goodnes to expresse For he doth hyde the heuens with cloudes that no man may it se And doth prepare the rayne for earth to water the plant and tre And on the hylles that be so hye he maketh grasse to growe And al is for the vse of man such kyndenes he dothe showe And eyke the bestes that be in feilde he helpeth them at nede And the yonge rauyns that call on hym he doth them al wayes fede As in the strengthe of horsys great the lord hath no delyght Nor neyther in the legges of men that be so full of myght The lordes delyght is in those men that feare and do hym serue And they whyche put their trust in hym for mercye shal not sterue Ierusalem Ierusalem praise thou the lorde aboue And thou Syon do not forget his mercy and his loue For he hath fortified thy gates With barres that be ryght sueâ— And he in the hath blest thy sede for euer to endure And in thy borders he hath set peace in euery place Wyth grayne and corne he hath the fild of him thou founde suche grace He sendeth furth his holy worde the worlde to runne aboute That euery maÌ„ myght know his poweâ— and therin haue no dout He gyueth snowe whyter then woll as we oftene do se And skateteth the hory frostes lyste ashes made of tree He casteth forth his yse abrode Whose colde no man maye byde Againe his worde sone doth them melte throughout the worlde so wyde To Iacob then the lorde dydde shewe hys worde both pure and right And Israel his ordynaunce to kepe both day and nyght He hath not delt with any lande suche kyndnes for to shew Neither his wordes nor yet his lawes the hethen doth not knowe Praise we the father c. The songe of zacharias Benedictus dominus deus Israel THe lorde our god of Israel Be blessed now therefore That hath his people visited with mercy euermore And hath lyft vp his sauynge helth that is both fyrme and stronge To Dauyd who hys seruaunt is and all that of him spronge As god dyd speake by his prophets Euen synce the worlde begonne Whose sayinges true shall styl remaine vntyll the worlde be done That we shulde thus be saued than from all oure enemyes handes And from those gyantes crueltye that woulde vs tye with bandes This shall he do whiche promysed Our fathers mercy great And wyll remember his couenaunte Of promys that is swete And eke the othe performe will he whiche longe before was sworne Vnto our father Abraham before that we were borne That we beynge delyuered out of the wycked hande Myght serue the lorde in loue and feare as well by sea as lande In holynes and rightousnes abhorryng bate and stryfe Before the lorde and Christe his sonne the dayes of all our lyfe And then thou chylde shalt called be the prophete of an hye For thou shalt go before the lorde his worde to preache truelye And to geue knowledge of his health Vnto his people deare For the forgiuenes of their synnes that they before in were And through the mercy of our god whereby the daye doth springe That from an hye doth vysyt vs and lyghte on earth doth brynge That they whiche sytte beneth in darke and lyght ther can none se Myghte se to guyde their feete in peace that they from death myght fle Prayse we the father c. The songe of the thre chyldren Benedicite omnia opera O All ye workes in heauyn and erth and angelles in due order Speake ye good of the lorde our god and set hym vp for euer O ye heauyns and waters hyghe and powers great perseuer To speake good of the lorde our god and set him vp for euer O sunne and mone that is so bryght and sterres of heauen endeuer To speake good of the lorde our god and set hym vp for euer O ye showers ye dewes and wyndes that goeth no man knoweth whether Speake ye good of the lord our god and sette hym vp for euer O ye fyer and heat feruent eke ye wynter and sommer Speake ye good of the lorde our god and set him vp for euer Ye froste and colde with yse and snowe praise ye the lorde together And speake good of his holy name and set him vp for euer O nyghtes and dayes lyght darkenes adioynynge eche together Speake ye good of the lorde our god and set him vp for euer O mountaynes hylles ye grene wods that fruite in tyme doth render Speake ye good of the lorde our god and set him vp for euer O all ye welles with seas and fluddes and all that mouyth in water Speake ye good of the lord our god and set hym vp for euer O all ye cattell beastes and foules bearynge heare or fether Speake ye good of the lorde our god and set hym vp for euer O Israell prayse thou the lorde And eke ye men and chylder Speake ye good of the lorde oure god and set him vp for euer Ye preistes and seruauntes of the lordâ— alwayes do your indeuer To speake good of the lorde our god and set him vp for euer ye soules of men of meke in harte from this do not dysseuer To speake good of the lorde our god and set him vp for euer O Ananias Azarias and Mysaell together Speake ye good of the lorde oure god and set him vp for euer Prayse we the father and the sonne and eke the holy ghoste As hath ben is and styll shal be in euery age and coste Finis A THANKESGEVINGE TO god for delyuerynge from aduersitie Ecclesiastus the laste I Thanke the lorde god my kynge And praise the Christe my sauyour Early and late whiles I here lyue Alwaye to exalte thyne honoure ¶ I wyll yelde prayse vnto thy name For thou hast bene my buckeler Against those men that sought my lyfe Thou art my ayde and soccoure And hast preserued my body IroÌ„ them that thought to destroy it With their false and trayterous tonges Yet coulde they nothynge anoye it Thou gauest me the vpperhande Of them that rose vp against me So that my foes could find no cause Of right to triumph ouer me When I was compassed rounde about And no man by that coulde helpe me I loked backe but none was there that then myght helpe or succour me Then lord thought I vpon thine actes And had in mynde thy great mercye Namely of olde howe thou doest them Preserue that put their truste in the Thus lyft I vp my prayer then and prayed for delyueraunce Thou lorde dyddest heare me by and by Wherof I had perseueraunce Therfore wil I acknowledge the So longe as lyfe doth in me byde I wil not stynt thy name to praise Throughout the worlde so wyde Finis The complaynt of a synner ALas wretched synner that I am Comfortles and of men forsaken A synner into the worlde I came From whence I knowe I shal be taken yet of my synfull lyfe amendynge to the I trye O Lorde swete Iesus Miserere mei deus I haue offended both heauen and erth Nowe whether shall I go or turne me I haue transgressed from my byrthe The lawes of god and that greuouslye To whome shulde I for succour flye But vnto the o lorde swete Iesus Miserere mei deus To heauen I dare not lyft vp mine eyes I haue so sore synned against it Yet lorde thy seruaunt do not dispise Whiche wyllyngly doth nowe repent it Al sinnes hast thou forgeueÌ„ graunted To him in faith that doth cry thus Miserere mei deus In earth I fynde no place of defence I haue ben so noysome vnto it Shall I dispaire in this my offence Then am i dampned God forbyd it My soule shal cry in the lordes presence Euermore continuallye thus Miserere mei deus Mercy is with god my sauyour And he onlye shal be my refuge He wyll not dispice his creatoure Ne yet forsake his owne ymage But gyueth increase of knowledge To hym that in fayth doth stil cry thus Miserere mei deus FINIS ¶ Imprynted at London in Aldersgate strete by the wydowe of Ihon Herforde for Ihon Harrington the yeare of our lorde M. D. and L. Cum priuilegio ad imprimendum solum