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A15970	The vvhole Psalter translated into English metre, which contayneth an hundreth and fifty Psalmes. The first quinquagene; Bible. O.T. Psalms. English. Parker.	Parker, Matthew, 1504-1575.; Tallis, Thomas, 1505 (ca.)-1585.	1567 (1567)	STC 2729; ESTC S102297	215,780	544

O Lord I cry my rocke on hye rest not thus still forsake me not Or els should I resemble nye the déede that be in pit bewrapt 2 Heare my request of humble brest whan I so méeke do sue to thée Agaynst thy seate of mercy swéete my handes on hye when lift they bée 3 And draw my hart from wycked part wyth them O Lord that worke so euill Theyr tonge cryth truse w●●h hart refuseth theyr myndes all set to stroy and spill 4 As is theyr déede so let them spéede retort their craftes they vse to delue Theyr malice great the same to get wyth lyke by ryght to quite themselue 5 Theyr myndes disdayne Gods actes to frain● hys stately workes to marke euen so He shall them stroy and not employ theyr lyues no tyme in wealth to go 6 Well worthy prayse is God alwayes my mouth in song shall hym forth sound He heard my grone my prayers mone he dyd not me wyth shame confound 7 God is my shield my strength in field he helpt me iust as I beleued For this good chance my hart may daunce and sing in laudes so wel releaued 8 To my small host God praysd be most that tymely health he soone dyd bryng The Lord is strength and fence at length to his most true annoynted kyng 9 Thy people saue O Lord I craue and blesse wyth ioy thyne heritage Féede them as guide promoote them wyde to prayse thée God from age to age ¶ The Collecte O Lord most strong forte and refuge to all thy people preserue vs from such as goe downe into the pit of schisme and dissention and knit vs together in vnitie of mynde beyng children of one onelye God and of one fayth so that we may holde fast in harte that we outwardly professe in mouth through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXIX This doth inuite to note Gods mighty power All stately might to note Gods mighty power Hym iust to serue and els can them deuoure Who can preserue and els can them deuoure 1 YE sonnes of God sprede ye abrode the Lordes great power and strength Bryng ye your lambes of mighty rambes to God hys laudes at length 2 The Lord ensue wyth honor due extoll his myght and name And eke expresse his holines hym laude in court of fame 3 His voyce so grand on sea and land note how the floudes it stayd Gods maiesty you then dyd sée on them when thunder brayd 4 Hys voyce rulth sea how houge it be hys voyce is sterne and stout His voyce is thus most glorious when it dryueth leuyn out 5 This voyce so frée breakth Cedre trée no force can it repell It dryueth euen downe of Lybanon hys Cedres though they swell 6 He made them skip in rootes to flip as calues do vse to praunce So Lybanon and Syrion as Unicorne to daunce 7 The Lord by voyce the fiery noyce of flames in partes can send The cloudes among he lightneth strong wyth shoures he fyre can blend 8 It can distres all wyldernes yea Cades desert wyde The beastes I say which there do stray it make themselfe to hyde 9 This voyce doth bynde to calue the Hynde thicke trées it open layth Therfore men all in temple shall hys honour prayse in fayth 10 Where they shall sing that God as kyng hath rule of waters all On whom he setth as kyng is fit and so for euer shall 11 The Lord all wealth and stable health shall geue hys people kynde God them shall blesse wyth full increase all peace and rest to fynde ¶ The Collecte GRaunt we beseche thee Lord vnto vs constancye in thy worde and make vs the temple of thy blessed sprite so that we may reuerence thy godly voyce to rebound the same to all powers of this world that they may be compunct therby to present themself to thy honour wyth due sacrifice of thankefull hartes through c. The Argument Psalme XXX Thankes here be ment for iust deliueraunce To God so sent for iust deliueraunce And here ye spie in Gods good gouernaunce All suertie in Gods good gouernaunce 1 LOrd thée all whole I will extoll for thou hast lift me hye Thou wouldst not make my foes to crake agaynst me ioyfully 2 O Lord of myght my God of ryght to thée I cryed in griefe Thou gauest an eare to heare me neare thou sentst me healthes reliefe 3 Thou broughtst ful wel my soule from hell O Lord thou didst wythsaue Thou me releuest my strength thou kepest thou pluckst me quyte from graue 4 To God sing ye ye saintes agrée hys prayses eleuate And mynde ye still hys holy will his graces celebrate 5 Hys heauy wrath short time it hath lyfe standth at hys good grace At nyght we wéepe yet after sléepe at morne we myrth embrace 6 Whan well I was in ioyfull case I sayd as then I thought That I no day should fele decay and neuer moue to nought 7 For thy good will so strenghtd my hill O Lord most stedfastly But whan thy face had tournd hys grace I than fell troublously 8 In thys my payne I was full fayne to cry to thée for might My God wyth cry I dyd apply and prayd both day and nyght 9 What gayne sayd I hath lyfe thereby if death cut short my dayes Can dust declare thy power in care in graue to tell thy prayse 10 My God therfore spare me the more O Lord I thée desire My simple sprite despyse not quyte but helpe I thée requyre 11 Thou tournst from mée my wo and grée to myrth in cherefull voyce The mournyng wéede thou changest in déede so fensd I dyd reioyce 12 Wherfore euen still all good men will thy glory sing and prayse O Lord of loue my God aboue I thée wyll laude alwayes ¶ The Collecte MOst louyng and mighty protector almighty God suffer not our enemies to triumph ouer vs we beseche thee but so strength vs wyth thy strong hande that after heauines is turned into gladnesse we maye geue condigne thanks and laudes in due remēbrance of thy holynes through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXI Thus Dauid prayed from Saule so scapte in letter thankth he so But Christ is ment vvith all hys church for sprite bodies vv● 1 IN thee O Lord I put my trust let me neuer be shamde Rid me in thy true righteousnes which thou for me hast fram●● 2 Bow downe thine eare make hast to me deliuerd that I be Be thou my fort my rocke so ferme so stabled iust by thee 3 Thou art my rocke castell sure my fortres large and wide For thy names sake lord lead me forth be thou my light and 〈◊〉 4 My foote O Lord draw out of net full priuy set for me Thou art my strength as I haue said al hope doth rest in thee 5 To thy good hands I yelde my sprite O lord to thy great ruthe ▪ Thou hast redemd me certenly O lord thou God

¶ The whole Psalter translated into English Metre which contayneth an hundreth and fifty Psalmes The first Quinquagene Quoniam omnis terre Deus Psallite sapienter Psal. 47. Imprinted at London by Iohn Daye dwelling ouer Aldersgate beneath S. Martyns CVM GRATIA ET PRIVILEGIO Regiae Maiestatis per Decennium Ad Lectorem HEc quicunque legis tu flexu acumine vocis In numeros numeros doctis accentibus effer Affectusque impone legens distinctio sensum Auget ignauis dant interualla vigorem To the Reader OF thee good frend thus muche I craue These few requestes I say No browes to bende but first with saue To iudge by like assay And if ye spie as much ye may where strayd amisse I haue To mend where I went out of way with art more sad and graue But reade it round and hacke it not as iumblyng short with long Expresse them sound and racke them not as learners vse among Accent in place your voyce as needth note number poynte and time Both lyfe and grace good reading breedth flat verse it reysth sublime Obserue the trayne the ceasure marke To rest with note in close Rythmedogrell playne as dogs do barke ye make it els to lose Reade oft inough well spell the lyne less iarr to heare by vse If verse be rough no fault is myne if ye the eare abuse ▪ But princepall thing ▪ your lute to tune that hart may sing in corde Your voyce and string so fine to prune to loue and serue the Lorde Paule Ephe. 5. Col. 3. SYng Psalmes and hymnes and songes on hye To God your selues among But sing in hart make melodye To God geue thankes in song Iames. V. IF sad ye be and beare the crosse In faith pray ye contrite If glad ye be and feele no losse Sing Psalmes of thankes aright Dauid Psalme 33.47.68 IN Lute and Harpe reioyce to sing Syng Psalmes in decachorde Of all the earth sith God is Kyng Syng wisely feare the Lorde Iesus Syrach 44. THe fathers olde both sought and found Sweete musikes moodes full fine The Scripture songes they did expound Their hartes were all deuine Iesus Syrach 32. WHo knowledge loueth teach him thy lore No musike hinder thou Where hearyng wanth spare wordes the more And modestie allow Of the vertue of Psalmes WHat man hath hart in heauines With sundry cares opprest And would haue helpe in redines To heale his thoughtfull brest And yet by man in suéertie for Phisike want his cure Thus set in hard perplexitie To God yet trusting sure Let him beholde the melodie of Dauids blissefull harpe In Psalmes there fynde his remedie He may of care so sharpe If forreyne foe or ennemy Hath wasted all thy coastes No helpe thou canst haue suerly more strong to dawnt his boastes If theeues thy goodes haue caught in net And haue made thee ful bare In Psalmes thy mynde if thou do set they will thy losse repayre If wrung thou beest by tyrannie And banishte out of land Thou mayst releaue thy miserie Content by Psalmes to stand If trayne be layd all craftely In spite to trap thy way Take Dauids lore than redily And bid thy foes go play ▪ Thou mournst and sighest in doulefull hart by death thy children gone If Psalmes thou takest in ghostly part They will asswage thy mone In house and land if poore thou lye downe cast on both thy knees Here maist thou haue recouerie for all that thou canst leese If panges and paynes both sharpe and fell with gripes thy body wrynges Sweete Dauids harpe can ease thee well for it good Phisike singes If borne thou be enuiouslie In skorne and great disdayne No patrone thou canst better spie then Dauids life and raigne Thy hie degrée is low deiect by fortunes turnyng blast If Dauids state thou seest reiect thou shalt be lesse agast Thy fieldes lye all in baren sort by burnyng Sunne his heate To Dauids welles if thou resort His dewes thy soyle shal weete Agayne if they be ouerflowne By rage of water streames If Dauids Psalmes thou makest thine owne Thy soyle must feele his beames O foolishe men that marke the skie The Starres and Planets gate By them to searche their destenie and so repose their state And thus what wo or miserie may moue or freat thy hart In Psalmes thou mayst haue remedie to beare all payne and smart Not beare them well I onely saie but them expell ful strong Who like in hart can them defraie as Dauid did among Not thus alone hast thou thine ease of worldly griefe and payne But here thou mayst all soules disease by comfort sweete restrayne So déepe in sinne no wight can bée no conscience so thrall But prest reliefe here may he sée to reyse his deadly fall No wight can be so burdenous mans senses harde to presse But Psalmes that be so vertuous can soone the weight redresse Now go and searche the Discipline of mortall men so vayne Who taught by wit or sort deuine of them these helpes to gayne So foule shalt thou deceiued bée to trust their rules and lawes As dreamers be which thinke to sée all wealth within their clawes Go now to men and beg their art in sicknes thee to saue By meanes vntrue to heale thy smart where God thy hart should haue This Prophet here forbiddeth thee thus once from God to stray Euen he that harpth all melodie of godly wisdomes way For what thou readst Saint Austen holdth in law or stories true In Prouerbs wise or prophets olde the Psalme doth it renue Both what is past and what to come the psalme doth it perfourme It is a law in perfect some to maners them to fourme Though Scripture booke sayth Athanase of vertue rule it bée Yet Psalter booke of soule it hase the state for eche degrée In other bookes where man doth looke but others wordes séeth he As proper hath this onely booke most wordes his owne to be It is a glasse a myrrour bright for soule to sée his state A garden fayre all fully dight with herbes most delicate A treasure house ye may repute this booke of all good lore All wholsome salue to distribute to eche mans griefe and sore For who delyghth them well to sing his mynde shall féele a grace Of sinne both dulde the cursed sting and vertue come in place The Psalmes sayth he in verse be folde and tuned by musike swéete The eare to please of yong and olde so Dauid thought it méete Iosephus sayth and Philo wrighth That Dauid Metres made Quinquemetres some trimetres by musikes tract and trade For that that is commended both with tune and tyme aright It sinkth more swéete and déeper goth in harte of mans delight O wondrous fact of God I saie in his deuise so playne Though we be séene but sing and plaie the soule yet winth his gayne The Psalter booke of Psalterie an instrument so namde For that the Psalmes most commonly to it were tuned and framde And who