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Psalmes and hymnes of praier and thanksgiuing. Made by VVilliam Barlow, Bishop of Lincolne, for his owne chappell and familie onelie
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Barlow, William, d. 1613.
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Psalmes and Hymnes of Praier and Thanksgiuing MADE By VVILLIAM BARLOW Bishop of Lincolne For his owne Chappell and Familie onelie Dulcis apud Deum Cantor est vir probus quamuis sit 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 HIERON in Epist. ad Eph. 1613. THE CONTENTS THe Penitents Confession Page 1 The Sinners Confidence 4 Our Sauiours birth 6 Nouembers Thanks-giuing 12 Christs Resurrection 17 A Psalme for the Kings Maiesty on the 24. of March 24 PROPER PSALMES The Penitents Confession To the tune of the 51. Psalme The first part THy mercy Lord I wholly need Yet dare not craue it at thine hands Thou say'st his prayers shall not speed who is intrapt in sinfull bands Can I then hope or boldly come which nothing am but filth and sinne Polluted from my mothers wombe in thought in life without within 2 Thy glorie doth amaze me quite consuming fire thou seem'st to me I feare and quake before thy sight mine heart doth faint approching thee Thine anger hot 'gainst sinners is their sacrifice thou doost detest The cleansed hands no thoughts amisse the purest life doe please thee best 3 How dare I then to th ' Heauens hie or Thee which sitâ—st in glory there Once looke or lift my sinfull eye whose heart whose thoughts whose hands vncleere Corrupt defil'd distayned are most loathsome which my selfe must rue If once my conscience do not spare to lay them open vnto my view 4 The guilt the filth the weight of sinne affrights confounds and makes me sinke Dismay shame sorrow neuer linne but force me to the hopelesse brinke Thy wrath I feare thine eyes I shunne my selfe I loath mine heart I breake If mercy faile I am vndone here must I die here must I wreake 5 But why should I doubt of thy grace or dread thy mercies sweet to craue Since thou desirest to turne thy face on him which would thy mercies haue In iudgement thou doest not delight much grieuing at a sinners fall And tak'st it for despaire or spite if falne he will not on thee call The second part TO Moses Lord thou dost proclaime the selfe long-suffering loth to strike Thy Prophets all assure the same that death of men thou doost not like Yea thou expectest their returne and call'st vpon them thee to seeke Thou profer'st grace to men forlorne and shewst thy selfe a God most meeke 2 But were thy proffers none at all or Prophets silent were herein No more assurance could befall then that thy Sonne did die for sinne Thy dearest Sonne our Sauiour kind that spotlesse Lambe the mighty God The skorne yet ransome of mankind which felt and brake thy furious rod. 3 In vaine thou didst not downe him send so to afflict his body deare His bloud to spill his flesh to rend his side to peirce his head to teare Such torments he hath not endur'd for his owne faults in any deale Mans safety he thereby procur'd for by his stripes he did vs heale 4 His bloud was price of ransome large and bath to clense my sinfull soule Admit that price for my discharge purge through that bath what 's in mee foule Grant me thy spirit that pledge of grace t' assure my heart of mercy come Forgiue forbeare forget out-raze my sinne thy wrath my guilt thy doome 5 Make soft this stonie heart of mine t' imbrace thy word to melt with griefe This flesh corrupt reforme betime lest sinnes adiourn'd find no reliefe To all thy mercies I resort vouchsafe them all on me to send Preuent my fall my wayes support assist my course and crowne mine end To thee then blessed Trinitie O Father Sonne and Holy Ghost My soule shall say in veritie thou God delight'st in mercies most The Sinners Confidence To the tune of the 124. Psalme O Lord thou hast commanded men to pray And promise giuen to harken what they say Most specially when that they troubled be The troubled mind most welcome is to thee I troubled pray but prayers nought comfort me 2 I pray and sinne and sinne and pray amaine I sinne and pray and pray but sinne againe O God what will become of me poore wight If thou should'st iudge according vnto right Damn'd should I be and cast out of thy sight 3 T is true if thou no mercy should'st extend My hopes were vaine in vaine my praiers I spend But since thou Lord wil'st not a sinner dye I dare approach and to thy mercies flie Assuring me my sinnes thou wilt passe by 4 Not for my selfe who wretched sinner am To whom belongs nought but confounding shame But for the death of thy beloued Sonne Without whose bloud mankind had been vndone By it alone my soule her peace hath wonne 5 Then pray my soule but cease againe to sinne At least delight not wilfully therein So thinke of grace that thou Gods iudgement feare Sinne he abhorres though sinners he forbeare To him be praise his Son and Spirit most deare Our Sauiours birth The first part IF any day Lord shin'd to man wherein thy power and loue Conioin'd for good of all the wor'd a Father thee to proue T' was Christmas day this blessed day which now we celebrate When God for man ' came God and man hels fury to abate 2 A day which puts vs all in doubt what first wee should admire Thy loue or grace or power diuine all three did here conspire Exceeding loue t' abase thy Sonne for man a worme and dust But mercie more t'incarnate him for sinners and vniust 3 But that hee should mans flesh assume yet perfect God remaine That Uirgins womb should him conceiue yet free from touch of staine This was thy power that dazels quite all humane wit and skill The wise doth daunt and sathan quell who man had thought to spill 4 Lord what is man that thou should'st thus grace and extoll his nature His flesh is filth his entrailes dung His life a breath a vapour Thy Sonne true God euen as thy selfe eternall pure a spirit If other nature hee would take next was the Angels bright 5 The case all one for both had sinn'd and Gods iust wrath prouok'd T' was man had falne so Angels had hell had them both enyoak'd To rescue Angels from their losse was neuer his intent That nature therefore hee would take which to redeeme he meant The second Part. To the tune of the 148 Psalme YEt Angels were the chiefe these news which did conuoy The Uirgins first beleefe an Angel rais'd with ioy The very morne an Angel told And did vnfold when hee was borne 2 His name hee did define a Sauiour Christ the Lord Confirm'd it with a signe which strong might make his word And shew'd the place the manger and Inne The swathes he lay in his birth and race 3 Those tidings to make sure an hoast of Angels bright Lift vp their voices pure God praising in the height Assuring men Of Gods good will And peace to their fill By Christ come then 4 Thus Angels which
taken downe balm'd spied in linnen bound In graue was layd not earthie mowne hewne out of rockes most sound Which couered was with massie stone seal'd grouncel'd watch't with men Close he was coucht as fully gone no life was look'd for then 4 The Priests gan skoffe the people doubt th'Apostles hearts did quaile To see their Master thus cast out their Sauiour so to faile We hop'd said some of them that he would Israel haue restord And vs aduanc'd next him to be our King and Soueraigne Lord. 5 Loe he not minding promise made lyes past recouerie dead This day the third since he was layd in graue obliuions bed Yea strong'st in faith earst fierce to fight were now so vnbeleeuing Not Angels women men not sight persuade could he was liuing 6 To graue they come and find the stone rowl'd off the cloathes cast by His mother tells them he is gone and voyde the graue they spie Perplext they lurke 'twixt hope and griefe expecting this euent Striuing with faith and vnbeleefe wondring what should be ment The second Part. To the tune of the 148 Psalme IN this distresse that ioy might fearefull doubts remoue Him-selfe doth newes conuoy their faith thereby to prone And saith T is I Be not afeard T is sooth ye haue heard Truth cannot lye 2 Haue not the Scriptures told that Christ should dye and rise This might haue made you bold were you but Scripture wise The root of Iesse Fast deep in the ground Springs not in a stound Liues nere-the-lesse 3 Haue you so soone forgot O dull Disciples mine The type by Ionas lot which I gaue for a signe As he in the fish So I in the tombe Should liue as in womb And not perish 4 In Natures course you finde whereof I once foretold The corne which men do grinde and it for bread do mold It will not thriue Nor the seed take birth Till it rot in the earth And so reuiue 5 How oft did I it preach in words direct and plaine That death should me attach yet I should rise againe Kill'd I must be By Elder and Scribe And those of my Tribe But or dayes three 6 Yet though you me now see you take me for a sprite And trembling seeme to flee amazed and affright Come neere and trie A spirit at once Hath not flesh and bones As you see haue I. 7 He will'd to set him meat prepared for their store Which he did take and eat at th' instant them before Not farre from brinke He caus'd their drag Such fishes to lag That the ship gan sinke 8 Euen doubting Thomas who reports would not beleeue By touch did feele and know that sure he was aliue The wounds accord His hand in the side Forst him that he cri'd O God my Lord. The third part To the tune of the 45. Psalme CHrist Iesu our Lord is rais'd from death from graue from hell Whose bands rot rage his name be prais'd by rising hee did quel Though Satan thought him sure when once his life was gone Sopposing mankind past all cure their Sauiour now had done 2 Yet when he found that death Christs triumph prou'd to be The graue to saue descent beneath make way for victorie He roues he raues amaine but rage is more then force Blunt is his sting cut short his traine broke are his darts in course 3 Death is by death deuour'd and hell in hell subdu'd The graue in graue it selfe is scowr'd and sinne doth sinne exclude O death where is the sting and hell thy victorie Come sinne thy marshal'd forces bring defeated backe they flie 4 These once were terrors fierce before their strength was broke Till Christ by rising from his herse did lead them all in yoke 'Gainst vs they may auaile and tempt vs by surprising But cannot as they will preuaile he liues that conquer'd rising 5 Shall we then light-let sinne not eying Satans lure Or hell contemne not feare deathes gin doe ill and walke secure No God forbid As hee dyed sinne in vs to kill So did he rise againe that we might doe his righteous will 6 The end of that his rape was vs to iustifie That we in heauen sins guilt might scape in earth sinnes acts might flie Assurance eke to giue that though our bodies dead Corrupt in graue yet rais'd shall liue and liue with Christ our head 7 Lord helpe vs rise aright first raise our faith to thee Then raise our minds by thy good spirit in earth heauens ioyes to see Our soules these corps must leaue these bodies lye in graue Though low they lye yet vp them heaue both soules and bodies saue Amen A Psalme for the Kings Maiestie on the 24. of March O God who powr'st on vs amaine thy blessings manifold And nought requir'st but that thy name for them may be extold To vs this day thou gau'st a King our greatest worldly blisse Thy prayse therefore t' extoll and sing this day wee 'le neuer misse 2 Long was this day desir'd to come by those which did vs hate Full hoping that Elizaes doome our land would quite amate At least that thy Religion true with vs so long profest Into Romes superstition new should then be chang'd as best 3 Which to effect they plots laid downe by penne by force by slight On forreine head to plant the Crowne through fain'd pretence of right Contriu'd there were inuasions by Male-contents at home Who ioyn'd with other nations to shew their loue to Rome But thou which seest from heauen aboue their complots didst deride Preuenting of thy wonted loue all harme which might betide For though that Queene so from vs hent our hearts appalled much Whose wise couragious gouernment kept vs from dangers touch 5 Yet thou mad'st known thy loue might conioyn'd for Englands sake In midst of darkenesse raising light caus'd ioy when hearts did quake No sooner was that Phenix gone but so thou didst aread In all the world suruiues this one and hee becomes our head The second Part. THe right was his by bloud not blade the wombe a King him bore And Natures dowre was perfect made by educations lore Zeale learning vertue birth by kind doe shew to Englands fame That grace art nature were combin'd a perfect King to frame 2 King IAMES he hight Great Britans light who powerfull as the Sunne Doth cherish Truth with all his might and errours darknesse shun A King who Dauids prayse deserues fram'd fit to Gods owne heart For with his heart that God hee serues from whom he will not start 3 Lord blesse him with full length of daies his yeares let doubled be Protect thou him at all assayes from danger quit him free So tender him as thou would'st keepe the apple of thine eye In warre in peace waking asleepe still hold him thee fast by 4 Confound his foes not onely those who shall rise vp in armes Or mischiefe with their tongues disclose or worke his outward harmes But also those who in their hearts conceiue against him ill Reueale their secretst inward parts before they worke their will The third part STrength thou his hand when truth to seale hee writes or fights 'gainst sect His pen his sword his skill his zeale guide edge increase direct Uouchsafe to him that promise great to Dauid firm'd for good That when hee long hath held his seat succeed may of his bloud 2 His wife our Queene sweet CHARLES his son Princesse ELIZABETH Blesse that of them we still haue one to raigne while man hath breath Our sinnes may shorten halfe his dayes thy wrath they so incense For sinfull subiects wicked wayes good Kings oft rid from hence 3 Sinnes most we feare yet least omit they vex thee vs they please On vs them wreake him cleere acquit his Throne safe guard in peace Or rather though we wrath deserue two mercies ioyne in one Forgiue our sinnes our King preserue so dread we shall haue none 4 Unto our prayers Christ bend thine eare thou God and guide of men What for our selues and King most deare wee aske graunt Lord Amen FINIS Bis. * that ‡ oft Bis. 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