to mée My sonne I say thou art this day I haue begotten thée 8 Aske thou of mée I will geue thée to rule all Gentils londes Thou shalt possesse in suernesse the world how wide it stondes 9 With iron rod as mighty God all rebels shalt thou bruse And breake them all in pieces small as sherdes the potters vse 10 Be wise therfore ye kinges the more Receyue ye wisdomes lore Ye iudges strong of right and wrong aduise you now before 11 The Lorde in feare your seruice beare with dread to him reioyce Let rages be resist not ye him serue with ioyfull voyce 12 The sonne kisse ye lest wroth he be lose not the way of rest For when his ire is set on fire who trust in hym be blest ¶ The Collecte BReake a sonder O Lorde the bondes of our sinnes that we may bee faithfully yoked to the preceptes of thy law to serue thee in feare and reuerence to the laude of thy holy name Through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme III. This Psalme endight may comfort haue of God How troubled sprite may comfort haue of God As woe be gone meke Dauid fled so brode From Absalon meke Dauid fled so brode 1 O Lord how ill encrease they still that trouble me so sore Full many rise in spitefull wise agaynst me more and more 2 Right many one whan I do mone alasse my soule they fret They say I haue no God to saue oh this temptation great 3 But yet O Lord thou wilt accord as shielde to fence my soule My worship cleare thou art full deare my hed thou wilt extoll 4 I did but mone with voyce alone to God my Lorde in will He heard me iust as I dyd trust from his so holy hill 5 I layde me downe I slept full sound and vp I rose agayne For God me kept where safe I slept his grace dyd me sustayne 6 To be afrayde or yet dismayde for thousandes ten what néede They go about to driue me out but God will dull theyr spéede 7 Up Lord saue mée my God most frée on chéeke thou smitest my foes Well hast thou chrust theyr téeth to dust of such as wicked goes 8 Unto the Lord by truthes recorde belongth all sauing helth Thy blessing hand so nie doth stand to worke thy peoples welth ¶ The Collecte POure vs O Lorde thy heauenly benediction that we may be armed with the fayth of the resurrection not to feare any army of men set against vs. Through Christ. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme IIII. The church in stress complaynth to God full sore For heauinesse complaynth to God full sore The good haue ease they sacrifice therfore Of their disease they sacrifice therfore 1 O God so hie heare when I crie my right is all in thée Thou takest me fro al troublous wo haue mercy heare thou mée 2 Ye sonnes of men how long agayne will ye blaspheme my name Why triumphe ye in vanitie why séeke ye lies to frame 3 Know this ye foes that God hath chose himselfe all godly men And when I call this Lord of all he straight will heare me then 4 Of wrathfull ire refraine the fire sinne not but muse in hart Upon your beds kéepe still your heds deathes day recount in part 5 Looke ye arise in sacrifice of righteousnes in skill And put your trust in God so iust but tame your fleshly will 6 There many bée that say O sée who good to vs can do Lift vp thy face of cherefull grace on vs O Lord to go 7 Thou chearst my hart as God thou art with ioye of thy good sprite Since corne and wine with oyle so fine of theirs increast in sight 8 I will me lay in peace I say my sléepe to take full well I hope for thou O Lord as now makst me most safe to dwell ¶ The Collecte HEare vs O mercifull Lorde and haue compassion on vs in our tribulations and where thou alone art most worthely magnified in thy people graunte that we may haue spirituall gladnes in our hartes by the hope of the heauenly reward Through c. The Argument Psalme V. The church in sprite for all opprest in payne Maketh sute aright for all opprest in payne Here Christ aduanceth the Iewes he blamth agayne His heritaunce the Iewes he blamth agayne 1 EXpend O Lord my plaint of worde in griefe that I do make My musing mind recount most kind geue eare for thine owne sake 2 O harke my grone my crying mone my king my God thou art Let me not stray from thée away to thée I pray in hart 3 My voyce and vowe thou wilt alowe betymes O Lord so frée In spring of day I thée will pray and shall looks vp to thée 4 This I may vow the God art thou which hatest all wickednes No malice fell with thée can dwell thou louest no cruelnes 5 Such foolish spite can bide no sight of thy good louely face Thou doost defie their vanitie who wickednes embrace 6 Thou shalt destroy and them annoy with lies who shame thy worde Bloudthirsty men which crafty renne the Lord hath them abhorde 5 Iust will I go thy house into in trust of thy great grace In feare I will do honour still against that holy place 6 O Lord be guide defend my side in thy great righteousnesse Make playne the way lesse I do stray my foes shall brag the lesse 7 Their mouthes expresse no faithfulnesse theyr holow hartes be vayne Wide throte they haue as open graue theyr tonge but lyes do fayne 8 Destroy their thought O God for nought theyr owne wayes be theyr shame Expell them out in lies so stout who thus blaspheme thy name 9 Let them reioyce that trust thy voyce aye thankes they shall extend Who loue thy name shall ioye the same thou doost so them defend 10 Thou Lord wilt than geue rightwise man the heauenly blisse from thence Thy fauour kynde is not behynde as them with shield to fence ¶ The Collecte O Mercifull father whiche knowest the lamentation of a sorrowfull hart and contrited spirite before it be vttered infound into vs thy holye spirite alway to sue vnto thee in all our troubles defend vs with the shield of thy protection that wee may be found daily attending to thy will and pleasure to glorifie thy name through Christ c. The Argument Psalme VI. An earnest crie of men all wrapt in wo To God on hie of men all wrapt in wo At last they winne and glad reioyce they so Gods helpe for sinne and glad reioyce they so 1 O Carpe not sower thou Lord of power my sinne in ire to sore Nor chasten mée in crueltie I pray to thée therfore 2 But mercy haue my life to saue O Lord for weake am I My bones be vext with feare annext thy domes make me to crye 3 My soule also is full of woo my conscyence doth quake O Lord how long thy
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 wâ—â—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 frainâ— 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 remeÌ„brance 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 vvâ— 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 framâ—â— 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 â–ª Thou hast redemd me certenly O lord thou God
haue put their whole confidence and feede theyr ioyfull soules in hope of thy grace graunt vs to be illumined in sprite euermore to loue thee and to celebrate thy name in pure conscience through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme CXLVII Thys psalme exciteth the Iewes to prayse the Lord most chief So good to them who priuatly did worke them all reliefe \ \ 1 PRayse ye the Lord alway for good it is to sing To this our God for sweete he is whom laudes we ought to brin 2 God buildeth Hierusalem he doth her sure protect The poore exiles of Israell he shall agayne collect 3 He heald the brusde in hart who wayle in sprite contrite Theyr plages and sores he bindeth them vp he cureth theÌ„ al ful light 4 No dout God them beholdeth who starres by number tels By proper name he calth them all he knowth theyr rests and cels 5 The Lord of ours is greate and great he is in power His knowledge is all infynite his name as strong as tower 6 The Lord vpholdeth thafflict So gentle is his will He throweth to ground all wicked men So mightye is his skill 7 O sing to God our Lord prayse ye his raygne abroade Confesse his power hys will his skyll In harpe sing ye to God 8 Who clothe the heauen with cloudes and raygne to earth prepares He bringes forth gras on hills to growe to serue mans dayly cares 9 Who geueth to beast theyr foode to all both great and small The rauene her birds he féedth in care whan they forsaken call 10 In barbed horse of strength his pleasure standth not in In legs of men in force of armes it pleaseth not him to wynne 11 They please who feare the Lord by such he fyght with strength who trust all whole his gentlenesse these only please at length Lauda Hierusalem O Thou Ierusalem prayse hye the Lord of thyne Thou Sion mount auaunce thy God in hart therto encline 13 For he makth fast the barres of all thy gates full prest He blissth euen so thy childer al in midst of thée to rest 14 And he doth stablish peace In all thy borders sure He féedth the full deliciously with wheate the flower most pure 15 Who sendth his word on earth and swiftly doth it renne Both rayne and wynd his biddings heare to serue the nede of meâ— 16 And snow he geueth like woll the earth so warme to be The hory frosts the mislyng dewes as ashes scattreth he 17 He casâ—th abroade his yse like morsels so congelde and his great cold who can abyde that he so hard hath seald 18 He sendth his worde will he melt them all agayne He blowth the winde then they anone to waters flow most playne 19 Yea he reuealeth his word to Iacobs seede and stocke His statutes true his iust decrees to Israel his flocke 20 He delt no time as thus with other landes I say He shewed not them his domes so playne O prayse the Lord alwaye ¶ The Collecte STrength fortify the gate of thy church O Lorde and make her to be enlarged in peace and vnity reueale thy word to her vnderstanding that she may be wholy directed by that to please the in truth through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme CXLVIII To prayse here all be byd what heauen or earth contayne The Lord so hye and sapyent nothyng he made in vayne 1 PRayse ye the Lord from heauens ye heauenly mynds I call Prayse him on hye as hye he is ye powers celestiall 2 Prayse hym ye Angels all his legats ye that be ye hosts so cald his armies great prayse hym in maiesty Prayse him ye sunne and mooke in course so maruelous Ye starres so bright ye Planets all prayse hym most glorious Ye heauens by heauens-distinct prayse him with all your shyne ye water streames aboue the ayre so stayde by power deuyne They all might prayse and laud the Lordes good name of myght For he the worde but spake at once they straight were made in plight He constituted hath that they should euer dure He set a law which shall not cease by ordinance most sure Ye earthly thinges on earth prayse ye the Lord with them Ye dragons grim ye depes and gulfes shew ye his power supreme Fire lightning thunder hayle both snow and vapours drye ye hurling wyndes tempestuous which worke his word full nye Great mountains hils and clifs low hillockes all and some ye fruitefull trées ye Ceders all prayse ye the Lordes renome Ye beastes and cattell all both sauage wylde and tame ye serpents flye ye fetherd soules prayse ye his godly name So kinges of earth most due with all their people met So princes hie and iudges all on earth as Gods be set So yonger men and maydes in age syncere and pure As older men with childer yong with all their busy cure The Lordes name let them prayse for it alone is hye His glory passth both heauen earth as thyngs here made do cry He hath his flock aduanced so him his saintes shall prayse Euen Iacobs séede who drawth him nie praise ye the lord always The Collecte O Lord the woorthye prayse and ioy of all thy creatures graunt vs thy grace that we worthely magnify thy name through Christ. The Argument Psalme CXLIX Thys Psalme the Iewes doth moue Theyr God to laude wyth loue It sheweth that grace on them shall lyght So glad their foes to quyte 1 O Syng vnto the Lord A song of new accord And let his prayse declared bée In good mens company 2 Let Israell be glad in God hys maker drad Let Syons youth and childer ioy In their most princely roy 3 Let them prayse out in quiere Hys name to them so dere In Tabret loud in harpe so soft Sing they to hym ful oft 4 For why the Lord reioyce And loueth hys flocke in choyce The meke forlorne he will adourne wyth health to serue theyr turne 5 So godly men made frée in ioy and prayse shal bée They shall reioyce vpon their beds That God did rayse their heds 6 Their throtes shall prayses sound to God by duety bound Two edged swordes in both theyr handes to smite all forren landes 7 To be auenged right of all the Paynyms spite To be a rod to chastise smart straunge peoples froward hart 8 To bynde their kinges wyth chaynes to quite their wrongfull meanes Theyr nobles eke to kepe in warde wyth iron fetters hard 9 To bryng on them in spéede theyr iudgement iust decréed Which shall his saintes to honour rayse prayse ye the Lord alwayes Alleluya ¶ The Collecte O God which art a God of all goodnes vertue whiche doost vse to exalte them whiche humble themselues and to deiecte those who aduaunce themselues graunte vs on earthe to ioye in all puritie of lyfe as thy saintes in heauen ioy in thy glorious preseÌ„ce to the prayse of thy name through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme CL. Thys psalme is last
asswage and release them agayne by a soft kinde of harmonie at his will and pleasure Of whom it is writteÌ„ that when he had at a tyme before Alexander sung the Phrigian harmonie he excited him as he was at supper to runne to warre and again by his most gentle and easie harmonie brought hym again to the table among his gestes Such strenght vertue is set in the true vse of musike As Pithagoras once by chance was in coÌ„pany among a sort of wantoÌ„ drunken folke wherupon he bad the mynstrell to change his song to rebuke their dissolute wantonnes with playeng to them the Dorian harmonie by which musike they were cast so in a shame of theÌ„selfe that they threw from theÌ„ their garlands fled home all confused for their lightnes where before by the harmonie he played they raged in fury as men out of their wittes So muche auaileth it to haue our eares filled with vertuous or vitious songes wherefore I would yong men should haue so little a do with such songes of musike as nowe a dayes be moste set by as they would with any thing most monstruous and vicious ye let them ensue that other kinde of musicall songes muche better then the other and stirreth vs to better thinges I meane that was vsed of Dauid the Poete of holye songes by whiche he pacified the mynde of Saule when he was in his raging fury ¶ That the whole multitude of the church sang their Psalmes together testifieth S. Ambrose li. exameron 3. ca. 5. WHat other thing is this consent and congregation of waters but as it were the harmonie singing together of the people wherupon the church is well compared oftentimes to the Seas which churche by the first rushyng in entrie of the people gusheth out as it were waters about all the porches and allies of the temple after that in the prayer of all the billowes meting together make a great noise by the responsaries and answers of the Psalms as when there riseth vp as it were a concorde rebounde of the waters by the singing of men women virgins and children ¶ Nicephorus telleth that the catholike church from the beginning hath receyued the custome of singing Psalmes and hymnes ANd the auntient church euen from the apostles haue receiued the maner of Anthems that is to sing their songes by sides and by course And it is said that diuine Ignatius which was the third Bishop in Antioche churche from Peter the Apostle who liued also a long tyme with the Apostles beyng in a traunse saw a new vision how that the holy aungels did extol in praise the blessed Trinitie with their songs by course one answering an other Wherupon he was the first that did deliuer this forme of singing to the church of Antioch from whoÌ„ as froÌ„ the spring this custome is spred throughout all churches Bernarde in his 312. epistle to Abbate Guido IF song be had at any tyme let it be ful of grauitie that it neither sounde out wantonnes nor rudenes let it be so sweete that it be not light let it so delighte the eares that it moue the hartes in asswaging heauines and tempering ire Let it not depriue the letter of the sence but rather augment it For it is no light losse of spirituall grace to be caried away from the profitablenes of the sence with the lightnes of the notes and to bee more carefull vpon the chanting of the voyce then to geue heede to the matter Lo thus you see what is comely to come into the hearyng of the church what he is that is the author of the same Henrie Haward Earle of Surrie in his Ecclesiastâ—â—es All such as enterprise To put newe thinges in vre Of them that scorne shall their deuise May well themselues assure THis booke is called of the Seuentie Interpretres a Psalter by the name of a Musicall instrument Wherunto as to some others these Psalmes were sunge The Hebrewes name it a booke of laudes or prayses Christ our Lorde calleth it Psalmes and the booke of Psalmes As dothe also Peter the Apostle out of the whiche because our Sauiour Christe taketh hys testimonies he sheweth that they were written by the inspiration of the holy ghost ¶ This first Psalme is as a Preface of the booke to exhorte all men to the studie of Scriptures to get heauenly wisdom and it teacheth that godly men be blessed of God and wycked men be accursed of hym whose endes shall be thereafter The first Psalme ¶ The Argument This Psalme in sence of men both good and bad Shewth difference of men both good and bad It shewth their fruites their endes both glad sad Their hartes pursuites their endes both glad sad 1 MAn blest no doubt who walkth not out in wicked mens affayres And stondth no daie in sinners waie nor sitth in scorners chayres 2 But holdth euen still Gods lawe in will with all his hartes delight And will him vse on it to muse to kéepe it day and night 3 He like shall bée the planted trée nie set the riuers course Which fruth in tyde whose leaues abide all prosperth what he doese 4 Not so not so the wicked do lyke dust or chaffe they bée Uphoyst by winde as light by kynde from face of earth to sée 5 Therfore these men so wicked then in iudgement shall not stand Nor sinners bée in companie of righteous men of hand 6 The Lord doth know and will auow mens wayes that are of God Where shall decaie the beaten waie of wicked men so brode ¶ The Collecte O Blessed father make vs to be as fruitfull trees before thy presence so watered by the dewe of thy grace that we may glorifie thee by the plenteousnes of sweete fruite in our daily conuersation thorough Christ our Lorde Amen ¶ The Argument Psalme II. Of Christ ye see Thus Dauid spake with vs A Prophecie Thus Dauid spake with vs As merueiling Should rage against him thus That earthly king Should rage against him thus 1 WHy fumeth in sight The Gentils spite In fury raging stout Why taketh in hond the people fond Uayne thinges to bring about 2 The kinges arise the lordes deuise in counsayles mett therto Agaynst the Lord with false accord against his Christ they go 3 Let vs they say breake downe their ray of all their bondes and cordes We will renounce that they pronounce their loores as stately lordes 4 But God of might in heauen so bright Shall laugh them all to scorne The Lord on hie shall them defie they shall be once forlorne 5 Then shall his ire speake all in fire to them agayne therfore He shall with threate their malice beate in his displeasure sore 6 Yet am I set a king so great on Sion hill full fast Though me they kill yet will that hill my lawe and worde outcast 7 Gods wordes decréed I Christ wil sprede for God thus sayd
enemye thy wastes haue now their ende As citie bée destroyed by thée theyr fame wyth them is shend 7 But Gods deuise shall stand and rise the Lord shall still endure In iust regard he hath prepard his seat to iudge vs sure 8 For righteousnes he will expresse when he shall iudge the land And iudge shall hée in equitie his folke by rightfull hand 9 The Lord I say will be all day a fence for man opprest A refuge swéete in season méete when griefe at hand is prest 10 Who knowth thy name will trust the same for they thy worde do léeke For their aduayle thou wilt not fayle all them that thée do séeke 11 O prayse the Lord in psalmes accorde who dwelth in Zion place Declare his strength with wordes at length to folke of his good grace 12 For whan in ire â–ª he doth enquire for bloud he them recounth He will not yet the poore forget theyr cryes to hym do mount 13 O Lord me saue and mercy haue expende my wofull state How suffer I myne enemy ryd me from death the gate 14 That I may tell thy daughters well of Zyon all thy prayse To sprede in stréete thy health so swéete to ioye thy health alwayes 15 The Heathen bée sonke downe ye sée in pit that they dyd delue Their owne set net theyr foote hath get and trapt therwith themselue 16 The Lord is séene how he hath béene true iudge to wicked bandes The wycked is well snarde iwis wyth workes of hys owne handes 17 The naught shall dwell euen thrust to hell if they wyll not repent Yea all the rout that put God out of mynde shall foule be shent 18 For God so wyse wyll not despyse alway the poore that wayle The restfull harte of mysers smarte for euer shall not quayle 19 Up Lord to stand lest vpper hand man get of thy good flocke The Heathens spite iudge thou in â—ight wyth all theyr broode and stocke 20 Put them in feare thy dread to beare O Lord themselfe to sée As wretched men how wyde they renne in errour all from thée ¶ The Collecte LOrde of all comforte and consolation fulfill our hartes with thy heaueÌ„ly ioye to confesse thy name before the powers of this wycked worlde and so assist wyth thy protection that we may persist agaynst all our enemies finally to reioyce in thy helpe saluation Through c. The Argument Psalme X. This Psalme dependth it prayth against the proude Of thothers ende it prayth against the proude Who vse theyr might theyr ende not so allowed To boste in spight theyr ende not so allowed 1 WHy stondst so far and art no nar O Lord why hydest thy face When trouble ryse wilt thou deuise in néede to shew no grace 2 Whyles men of pryde so wycked byde the poore in fire is brent Let them in wiles and all theyr guiles be trapt wyth lyke entent 3 Thungodlies actes his bostes and crackes be praysed at his desire With prayse all rouse the couetous whom God abhorrth in ire 4 The wycked wyght so vaunteth in sight of God to force right nought He taketh no care in welthy fare no God in all his thought 5 Hys croked wayes â–ª all greuous layes thy iudgements scape his eyes He feareth no man say what he can all foes he doth dispise 6 In his proud brayde his hart thus sayd tushe who shall cast me downe No harme or woo can chance me to my power kepeth my renowne 7 His mouth euen flowes with cursing throws he ioynth deceyt and fraude Ungodlynes in folyshnes his tong hath vnder yawde 8 He lurkth in stréete as théefe is méete so close wyth all the riche The iust to kill in peuishe will the poore he marketh mich 9 In denne he dwelth as lyon fell and lurketh the poore to snatche The poore by might to rauishe quyte whom he in net doth catche 10 He falth at eye most fawningly yet guiles be all his fruites That this poore sort myght so resort in handes of hys deputes 11 His hart sayth tush he thinkth euen thus that God forgotten hath His face away he turnth he sayth he séeth no poore mans scath 12 Yet God and Lord for thy true worde arise lyft vp thy hande The poore defend thy might extend forget not hym in bande 13 Why thus so loude should men so proude prouoke almighty God Tush thou they say wilt search no day their hartes talke thus so brode 14 Thou séest at eye and markst full nye to quyte all wrong and stresse The poore doth stand to thy good hand thou aydst all comfortlesse 15 Breake downe the power the malice sower of wycked man so blynde If thou in tyme wouldst searche hys cryme no where thou shouldst hym fynde 16 Our lyuing Lord by truthes record is kyng for aye no doubt The heathen spyte shall perishe quyte from land of hys full out 17 Thou Lord hast hard in good regard the sutes of all the poore Theyr hartes in care thou didst prepare thou hardst both day and hower 18 To iudge the stresse of fatherlesse to helpe the poore to right That earthly man agaynst them than no more might rise in sight ¶ The Collecte O God of all mercye open we beseche thee thyne eares to our meeke confession of thy name thou neuer forsakest them that trust therto graunt that we may be deliuered from the gates of perpetual death and finally to escape the craftye traynes of the temptour Through c. The Argument Psalme XI Here hast thou proofe strong fayth in stormes to stand How it behoueth strong fayth in stormes to stand Agaynst the trayne of all the diuelishe band Of errours vayne of all the diuelishe band 1 IN Lord so great my hope is set why than my soule bid ye That she should hast as bird agast to hils that desert be 2 The wycked loe haue bent theyr bowe theyr shaftes in quiuer thrust To shoote from hye all priuelye at men of hart so iust 3 If earth the ground tournd vpside downe though heauen and earth should fall The iust in woe what should he do but sticke to God in all 4 The Lord is yet in temple set in heauen the Lord hath place The poore he spyeth as thence he trieth mens childerns walkes and pase 5 The Lord alowth and iust auowth the rightwise man full well His soule defieth whose hart applieth in wickednes to dwell 6 Downe he shall rayne to theyr great payne vpon th'ungodlies hart Snare brymstone fyre wyth tempestes ire these stormes theyr cup in part 7 For as the Lorde is iust in worde so loueth he sothfastnes Hys ryghtfull eye will pleasauntly behold all righteousnes ¶ The Collecte DIrect thy mercifull eyes almighty God vpon the humble state of vs thy poore seruauntes fence vs wyth the armour of true fayth So that we escapyng the dartes of all wickednes may bee able to kepe perpetuall equitie and righteousnes to the laud of thy name
myne heritage to sée 7 The Lord to blisse I wyll not mysse who gaue me counsayle so My reynes by nyght yet shewd me lyght in thought to God to go 8 In face I set my God so great he alwayes was my marke For strong he standth on my ryght hand how can I fall in darke 9 For helpe thus had my harte was glad my glory ioyed his fill My flesh in graue though earth it haueth yet rest in hope it will 10 For why in hell my soule to dwell thou wilt not leaue it there The holy one corruption to sée thou canst not beare 11 Thou shalt shew mée lyues path 〈◊〉 sée and ioy in thy good sight Thy ryght hand hase all ioyfull grace to stand for aye in might â–ª ¶ The Collecte PReserue O mighty Lorde all them whiche trust in thee graue in our hurtes to fulfill 〈◊〉 holy will that whyle we be recomforted with the ioyfull remembraunce of thy resurrection we may attayne to sitte on thy right hande wyth thy blessed sayntes in ioy euerlasting through Christ c. The Argument Psalme XVII That fayth myght stand the iust man praythfull fayne In vpper hand the iust man praythfull fayne And museth in part thus should be vext in payne That iust in hart thus should be vext in payne 1 HEare thou the right O Lord my might consider my complaynt My lippes be streight and hate deceight geue eare to my constraynt 2 Geue thou assent to myne entent in hand my right to take Let thy good eye my cause discrye for thée my iudge I make 3 My hart thou tridst by nyght thou spâ—dst thou scorndst me nye in déed Thou foundst not yet my fault so great my thought to mouth agréed 4 Mens workes ful nought by them so wrought agaynst thy worde and wyll Made me to marke theyr wayes most darke thy lawes who do but spill 5 O stay my féete of lyfe most méete thy worde to holde the path Least wrong I walke thy truth to balke to slip in thy great wrath 6 O God of all on thée I call for thou my sute wyâ—â— heare Enclyne to mée thy face so frée my wordes in hearyng beare 7 Thy mercies great extend thou yet saue them whych trust in thée From such as stand agaynst thy hand and vayne resisters bée 8 As ball of eye O tenderly kepe me my Lord and kyng And shadow me so close to be hyd vnder thy good wyng 9 Defend me quyte from all the spyte of them that me molest My foes I sée round compasse me my soule to haue opprest 10 So fat and fed they iet so redde in wealth they stand full hye Proud spéeche to séeke euen what they léeke they walke disdaynfully 11 In wayes they wayte to note our gate so set on euery side They bend theyr eyes as crafty spies on ground to cast vs wyde 12 Lyke Lyon slye they priuy lye which gréedy séekth his pray As close it were fierce wolfe or beare or Lyons whelpe they lay 13 For thy renowne ryse cast hym downe destroy hys spyte O God My soule O saue from wycked â—laue who is thy sword and rod. 14 From men so fond that be thy hond O Lord from worldly beast Who make good chere thou filst them here they leaue theyr babes the rest 15 And I shall bold thy face beholde in righteousnes so bryght I shall in déede be satisfide thy glory brought to lyght ¶ The Collecte COnuert the eyes of our faith O dere father to beholde the truth of thy iudgement that when wee be tryed by the spirituall fire of probation we maye haue at the last fruition of thy glorious presence to be satisfied wyth the fruite of thy righteousnes Thorough Christ our Lorde Amen The Argument Psalme XVIII Christ here in this geueth thankes to God aright For hym and his geueth thankes to God aright For that they bee from all vngodly spight Deliuered free from all vngodly spight 1 I Will loue thée most inwardly O Lord my strength thou art Thy mercies all both great and small do comfort much my hart 2 My Lord is hence my rocke and fence my sauyng God I say My myght and shield my trust in field my horne of health my stay 3 The Lorde alwayes most worthy prayes on hym I mynde to call So safe shall I most stedfastly escape myne enemies all 4 The greuousnes of deadly stresse dyd compasse me about The streames of sinne so whelmd me in they troubled me full out 5 The paynes of hell that were so fell dyd me inclose full fast The trappes and snares of deadly cares preuented me in hast 6 In troublous wo I cald vnto my Lord my God in feare To heare my case his will it was my cry euen toucht hys eare 7 The earth did shake for feare did quake the hils theyr bases shooke Remoued they were in place most faire at Gods ryght fearefull looke 8 Darke smoke rose so hys face there fro hys mouth as fire consumde That coales at it were kyndled bryght when he in anger fumde 9 The heauens fullow he made to bowe and downe dyd he ensue And darkenes great was vnder set his féete in clowdy hue 10 He rode on hye and dyd so flye vpon the Cherubins He came in sight and made hys flight vpon the wyng of wyndes 11 His place he set In darkenes great as secret there to byde Wyth cloudes about he set it out wyth waters blacke beside 12 At hys great light of present sight the cloudes past ouer quight As stones of hayle do melt and quayle by coales in fire light 13 The Lord from heauen sent down his leauen and thundred thence in ire He thunder cast in wonders blast wyth hayle and coales of fire 14 With arrow dartes he gald theyr hartes and scatterd them about And forth he bringes hys lightnyngs the Lord destroyd theyr rout 15 When he dyd thret the waters set theyr springes to be dewrayed The blastyng breath of hys great wrath the worldes déepe boâ—tome shewd 16 From heauen aboue his grace and loue to fetche me he dyd send From waters déepe he dyd me kéepe he dyd me strong defend 17 He dyd represse I saw no lesse my foes that strongest be And rid me quite of all theyr spite to strong they were for me 18 They dyd preuent with troublement the day of my great stresse Yet Gods good hand dyd them wythstand preuentyng theyr excesse 19 In libertie he placed mée and led me strayght thereto He brought me out of stresse no doubt hys grace dyd loue me so 20 The Lord dyd thus most gracious my dealyng he aloude He dyd me quite as he in sight me innocent approued 21 For Gods true wayes I kept alwayes Hys law I trustd therto Wyth my Lord God I still abode the wycked do not so 22 I haue an eye hys law to spye from mans tradition Nor hys precept dyd I reiect to my destruction 23 And pure I went wyth true
sprite in sence 1 GOd graunt he heare with blessed eare the sutes in day of wo Gods name so great whom Iacob met promoote thée where thou go 2 God send thée ayde â–ª where power is layd from sanctuary place He strengtht thée sure full strong t' endure from Syon hill of grace 3 Let hym kéepe hye in memorye thy sacrifices all The bullockes brent so redolent to mynde all them to call 4 Graunt he thy will of hart to fill in sickenes eke and health Confirme he shall thy counsayles all to worke thy peoples wealth 5 In helth of thée glad we shal bée and triumphes make we will In gods good name his prayse to fame thy vowes God shall fulfill 6 I know that now God will allowe his Christ and saue him deare To heare him nye from heauen so hye by healthfull hand he bearth 7 Some trust their horse some charets force thus they presume of strength But we wyll bynde Gods name in mynde for he is Lord at length 8 For where we sée how low they bée and falne so foule deceyued We ryse in sight and stand vpright by myght of God receyued 9 O Lord we sing saue kéepe the king heare vs and saue vs aye Both hym and his preserue and blis his realme defend we pray ¶ The Collecte FVlfill O Lord all our peticions and accepte vs as well allowed sacrifice to grace that all the force power of our aduersaries may bee resisted by thee so that we may reioyce in the present ayde of thy sauing health through Christ our Lord who with thee c. The Argument Psalme XXI Here is exprest is hard which went beforne How that request is hard which went beforne Now thankes the more to see hys foes forlorne He geueth therfore to see hys foes forlorne 1 THe king with voyce doth most reioyce thy strength O Lord most kynde For health so had he is full glad excedingly in mynde 2 Thou hast him geuen such helpe to wynne in hart as he desyrde For that he sought by thée was wrought as full his lips requirde 3 Thy good entent dyd hym preuent thy blessyng swéete thou gauest Upon his hed a crowne so red of gold well set thou hast 4 He asked lyfe and lyfe ful ryfe thou gauest him that will last More hym thou gaue then he dyd craue euen lyfe that shall not wast 5 His honour great in thée is set in thy saluation true Thou didst him crowne with bright renowne and glory hym dyd sue 6 Thou hast againe exalt hys raygne wyth long felicitie To glad hys state most fortunate with ioy thy face to sée 7 The cause is thys the kyng I wis in God dyd put his trust Hys louyng grace so steyd hys place no man could downe hym thrust 8 Thy strong ryght hand by sea and land shall all thy foes confound Thou shalt séeke out thy haters stout wyth power to cast on ground 9 In thyne whote ire as ouen wyth fire thou shalt them make to fume The Lord in wrath shall stroy theyr pathe the fire shall them consume 10 Thou shalt supplant theyr fruite to want theyr rootes from earth full low Theyr séede euen quyte from all mens sight no man thence shall them know 11 For they entend on thée to send some euill in spitefull fourme Theyr cursed déede yet wanted spéede they could not it perfourme 12 For such a thyng thou shalt O kyng them all put foule to flight Thou shalt bestow thy stryng and bow agaynst theyr face to smite 13 O Lord of helth exalt thy selfe in thyne owne strength and might So wyll we syng to thée O kyng to prayse thy power aright ¶ The Collecte BLesse vs lord with the benediction of thy swete mercy and fulfil our desire to be alway set to thee that where in our harmonie we extoll thy excellent power we may obtayn the perpetuitie of dayes in the world to come through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXII Lo Dauid here in anguishe all be set Christes type doth beare in anguishe all be set For here in summe and rising iust be met Christes passion and rising iust be met 1 MY God my God regard me God why hast me left alone To make so farre my health to â—arre from wordes of my great mone 2 My God I cry as day doth pry and yet thou geuest none eare No rest by night I take in sight no silence any where 3 Yet holdst thy will in thée so still as onely good thy selfe Thou Iacobs prayse thy selfe vp rayse they sang alwayes thy health 4 Our fathers olde on thée were bolde to hope and had theyr ease As oft as they to thée did pray theyr troubles then dyd cease 5 They cald on thée and helpe therby thou gauest to them anone They layd theyr trust on thée so iust and scapt confusion 6 Concernyng mée a worme to sée I am no man of pryce A scorne all day a cast away of men in theyr deuyce 7 All they that mée wyth eye dyd sée hye scornes to me they layd Wyth lips they mowd with knées they bowd they shooke theyr hed and sayd 8 In God he set affiaunce great let hym than rid hym quyte Deliuer â—ée to make hym frée for hym he pleasth in sight 9 Yet he thou arte that dydst depart my mothers wombe from me At both her brestes in quyet rest â–ª thou nurst me tenderly 10 I was whole cast on thée full fast from that my mothers pappe No dout from thence in sure defence thou God keptst me in lappe 11 Fro me to go oh do not so for trouble is at hand No helpe of man optayne I can in thée my refuge standth 12 Wylde buls most stout flocke me about by me full fierce they ryde Fat buls in déede as Basan féede be set on euery side 13 My death to shape wyth mouthes they gape on me they stare I say They swell and stampe as Lyons rampe when they do rore at pray 14 Out am I cast as water wast my bones in ioyntes be lose My hart wythin doth melt and pyne as waxe by fier dose 15 As potsherd dry my strength doth lye to mouth my tong cleau'th fast To death in dust thou hast me thrust thus made I am agast 16 Yea dogs full grim haue closde me in in councels mad they méete Besiegd I stand of wicked â—and they pearst my hand and féete 17 My bones to tell I may full well at me they gase and stare They did delite in my despite they dyd deryde my care 18 My clothes they part wyth ioyfull hart as spoyle the sowgiers do For that my cote they cast theyr loâ— for that vnsowed was so 19 But be not far my gouerner O Lord my castle strong Thy mercy send and me defend in hast no tyme prolong 20 From sworde and knyfe discharge my lyfe my soule lest they deuoure Kéepe well my soule as derlyng fole from dogges theyr handes and
sake O mercy take my Lord vpon my sinne It is so great it doth me fret it boylth my soule wythin 12 What man he bée that feareth thée O Lord thou wylt hym teach The rightfull way to choose I say in sprite thereto to retche 13 His soule shall dwell at ease full well in ghostly frée delyght Hys stocke and séede shall neuer néede but hold the land to ryght 14 Among them lye Gods secrecy to feare hym who that shall In gentle fourme he wyll perfourme to them hys couenantes all 15 Myne eyes entent is euer bent to thée my Lord so great For onely he pluckth suerly my féete from out of net 16 Turne thou to mée O Lord so frée haue mercy stay my fall I am in state all desolate in misery full thrall 17 My sorrowes fell my hart doth swell they be enlarged so My troublous payne O God restrayne O quenche this deadly wo. 18 Attend I cry my misery my lyfe and state aduerse Forgeue my fautes which me assautes my ioy to me reuerse 19 Consider ryght my foes theyr spyte how they increase my feare Theyr hate is thus so tyrannous at me that they do beare 20 O kepe most dere my soule intiere and me deliuer iust So let no shame confound my name for I in thée haue trust 21 Let perfectnes and rightfulnes both guide and wayte on mée My trust for ayde in thée is layd from me O neuer flée 22 Deliuer well all Israell O God wyth all hys séede From troubles all that them may fall in thée alway to spéede ¶ The Collecte DEliuer vs from all aduersitie and danger O mercifull God for to thee onely haue we lifte vp our hartes forget we besech thee the trespace of our youth and the ignorance of our former age where as we haue negligently offended thou of thy mercye forgeue it vs through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVI The iust mans song for righteousnes beshent Who suffreth wrong for righteousnes beshent And prayth in will a lyfe leade innocent That he may still a lyfe leade innocent 1 LOrd iudge my déed as I haue lyued in thée my hope is all For this my trust in thée so iust I neuer doubt to fall 2 Lord proue my waye and me assaye by fire trye thou my reynes And search my hart my foe is smart myne giltles life he straynes 3 Thy clemency was nye myne eye to stay me right to do I dyd inure my hart full sure to truth from lyes to go 4 Wyth lyers vayne I would not trayne my lyfe to follow such Wyth crafty men I would not renne whose lyfe dissembleth much 5 The wycked rout that goeth about to harme and hurt I hate I will not set in councell yet wyth men of wycked state 6 For washe I wyll my handes euen still wyth men of perfect lyfe And thus shall I O Lord so hye frequent thyne aulters ryfe 7 Where I shall rayse thy worthy prayse that men may loue the same I wyll there sprede thy grace in deede the workes of thy good name 8 O Lord the place where restth thy grace I haue the bewty loued Thy heauenly house so glorious I loued as me behoued 9 Wyth sinners great Lord do not shet my soule wyth them to bée Thy grace extend my lyfe defend all men of bloud to flée 10 Theyr handes do presse all wyckednes euen guile prepensed â—o Theyr better hand corrupt doth stand wyth brybes euen thus they go 11 But yet will I most certenly in truth my lyfe addresse O make me frée from them to bée shew me thy tendernes 12 My foote as yet in ryght is set in playne simplicitie And still wyll I in company exalt thée Lord on hie ¶ The Collecte GRaunt O Lord we besech thee thy mercy vnto vs thy seruauntes and so ingraue in our hartes the loue of thy truth that we may hold fast all innocency of lyfe and finallye to bee deliuered from all wycked persecutours Through c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVII Here may we see in trouble though he falleth The iust is free in trouble though he falleth In God he stayeth and so geueth thankes in all On hym he wayeth and so geueth thankes in all 1 THe Lord of might is health and light to me at nede whom should I feare The Lord is strength to lyfe at length of myne I say who can me deare 2 Whan men so bad theyr traynes had layd Euen then at eye they fell downe right Whan foes dyd presse to eate my flesh they slid away for all theyr spite 3 Though armed host besiegd my cost my hart from God shall not relent Though cruell warre should ryse me nar to God therin I would be bent 4 One thing to craue of God to haue I dyd full oft and aye I will To kéepe hys place to sée hys grace to haunt euen so his temple still 5 Thus shal hys power hyde me in bower when troubles should be fierce and fell He would me hyde there close to byde as safe on rocke most sure to dwell 6 My hed yet now he wyll alow aboue my foes in state alwayes In will I bryng glad offeryng the Lord so good to laud and prayse 7 My voyce O heare my Lord so deare I cry my God in wofull part Graunt that I craue and mercy haue extend to me thy louyng hart 8 My hart to thée dyd oft apply séeke ye my face I say ye all O Lord I will thy face séeke still do others how and what they shall 9 Hyde not from mée thy seruaunt frée thy louyng face my ayde thou art Proiect not me displeasantly O Lord my health do not depart 10 My parentes when they bad me renne from them to go my selfe to shift When Patrons all my reyse or fall rought not a myte thou dydst me lyft 11 Teach me thy way thy law I say that rightly leadth in truth to thée My foes O Lord wyth one accorde should els reioyce in hate to frée 12 Up turne me not to beare theyr hate O Lord to them that me pursue False witnes eyes agaynst me ryse and lyes of me they sprede vntrue 13 My hart had quayld and vtter fayld if fast to thée I had not trustd Let me thy grace Lord sée in place in land of rest where ioyth the iust 14 O wayte the Lord hold fast hys worde doubt not at all be strong be still Attend on God take méeke hys rod he will at last thy hart fulfill ¶ The Collecte DEfend vs O God from all the assaults of our enemies that we maye continue in constant confessing of thy name that while we haue the fruition of thy helpyng presence at last may haue the same in glory ¶ The Argument Psalme XXVIII This mans entent all crafty men to scape Is vehement all crafty men to scape And hard he is for this he thaenkes doth shape From God of blisse for this he thankes doth shape 1
they sought hym then full gent They séemed tho theyr sinnes to rue to God at morne they went 35 Then could they well remember this that God was all their strength That God full good redemer is theyr comfort most at length 36 But yet they dyd but glose in speache theyr hartes agréed not so They lyed in tonge thus hym to seache dissemblers dyd they go 37 Theyr myndes to hym were nothing sound but hollow hartes they had They stoode not still wyth hym so bound in league and couenaunt glad 38 Yet he so good theyr sinnes forget and would not them despise Full oft hys wrath he dyd retrete that whole it should not ryse 39 For he dyd count they were but flesh as frayle as britle glasse And that they were like wynde to gesse that passth wythout repasse 40 Ryght many tymes in wildernes they hym prouoked sore How much grieued they his gentlenes in desert more and more 41 They dyd reuolte oft God to tempt that saint of Israell They proued hys power in mad contempt as he in boundes should dwell 42 They minded not hys able hand what once for them it wrought Nor yet that day when they were bond how he redemption brought 43 How he had done miraculously in Egipt fully out In Zoan field his wonders hye they dyd forget no dout 44 When he did turne theyr waters swéete to bloud how they increast And made theyr springes all full on méete for drinke for man or beast 45 He lyce sent eke all kynd of flies which them deuoured quyte Among them frogs dyd scraule and ryse to vexe them day and nyght 46 He gaue theyr fruites of whole encrease to caterpillers spoyle The grashopper dyd neuer cease to wast theyr labours toyle 47 He dyd vnbarke of vyne the trées wyth stones in clods congeald And eke theyr trées of mulberies wyth frostes so sene but selde 48 He smote their beastes of cart and plough wyth hayle in his great ire Their other flockes he smoote full rough wyth coales of burnyng fire 49 He cast on them his fury whote wrath woo with anguyshe styng With such fel plages them sore he smote which Angels euyll do bring 50 He made playn waye for his sore wrath to go and stroyd them quyte No sowle he sparde from sodaine death their beasts the plage dyd smyte 51 He stroyd theyr fruites begotten fyrst In Egypt furious Their prymer fruts of all their lust where Chams séede dwelt in house 52 But yet he led his people frée lyke shepe he kept them aye As shepe in flocke most tenderly in desert led their waye 53 He brought them out in suertye all feares that they might flée He ouerwhelmd their foes at eye In waues of fomyng sea 54 He brought them iust within the cost of his good Sanctuary To this swete hyl of vertue most which hys right hand dyd bye 56 He Payâ—yms draue all out of place and Iacobs stocke put in Theyr heritage he set the space and met theyr lot by lyne 57 But yet the Lord they tempted hie and hym prouoked still They turned quite his law awry the signes of hys good wyll 58 They turnd theyr backes yea did conspire as once theyr fathers went To theyr old wontes they dyd retyre as sturdy bow in bent 59 To reare hill aulters was theyr trade wherby they moued hym sore Of Idols grauen theyr Gods they made by which they greued him more 60 God heard thys case full wroth was he wyth indignation great At Israell excedingly hys sore displeasure fret 61 That he did shoone hys sacrary which once in Sylo stoode Hys tent I say pitchd stedfastly among olde Adams bloud 61 So he eftsones to thraldom sent hys arke that was theyr strength Which was theyr olde fayre ornament their foes possest at length 62 His folke he gaue vnto the sword wyth warres entangled so Hys heritage full sore he deard in much displeasant wo. 63 The fire eate vp theyr lusty men both yong in armes and sydes Theyr virgins yong not honord then wyth wedlocke songes as brides 64 Theyr priestes by sword were vily slayne â–ª religion set at nought No wydowes left which should complayne before all slayne by thought 65 The Lord as one layd long in slepe at length from slepe awoke Wyth wyne refresht in hart full depe as gyaunt strength he toke 66 Hys foes rearwardes euen down he felde theyr hynder partes he strake That most in shame they euer dweld so he theyr armies brake 67 All Iosephs trybe he dyd refuse hys arke to them to bryng So Ephraym he would not vse he ment an other thyng 68 But Iudas trybe he toke hym till wherin he bode in place And olde beloued swéete Zyon hyll he chase in louely grace 69 And there he built hys sanctuary as princely palace hye He founded it as earth to lygh in state perpetually 70 And Dauid meke he dyd elect hys seruaunt whom he loued To state so hye from state abiect from shepe cotes hym remoued 71 He toke them vp in followyng hys ewes full big wyth yong To guide hys folke in pasturyng hys heyres of Iacob sprong 72 And he them fed in faythfull hart as Christ annoynted kyng He gouernd them in prudent part hys raygne all blisse dyd spring ¶ The Collecte ALmightye God which art most bountifull feast maker we beseche thee release our soules with that heauenly Manna thy spirituall grace that we dyrected by the hand of thy prouidence may continually dwell in the holy mount of thy chosen congregation once redemed by thyne almighty hand at the last to come to thy holy tabernacle to ioy with thee eternally by the gift of thy sonne Iesus Christ to whoÌ„ with thee and the holy ghost be all honor and glory Amen The Argument Psalme LXXIX ¶ The church lamenth the tyranny of all her foes so fell Her sinnes she waylth most mourningly â–ª yet trust of helpe full well 1 O God now come be Paynyms wylde thyne heritance to wast Thy holy house they haue defylde Hierusalem is raced 2 Thy seruaunts corps this heathen sect hath cast to byrdes for meate Thy sayntes weake flesh they haue reiect to beastes of earth to eate 3 Theyr bloud they haue lyke water shed about Hierusalem And none there was to mourne the dead or yet to bury them 4 We are become an open shame to all our neyghbours next But mockyng stockes in laughyng game on all sides we be vext 5 O Lord how long shall last thyne ire for euer shall it bée Thy gelousie to burne as fyre for euer shall we sée 6 Poure out thy wrath vpon thy foes for Paynyms know not thée Upon those realmes which be to lose thy name and power to sée 7 Deuourd they haue true Iacobs place hys séede and house lygheth wast The sanctuary of thy good grace the walles they haue defaced 8 Our former sinnes remember not make spéede shew mercy soone Thou séest our griefe our wofull state how all
is set our helpe so great our shield he is to tell And be our kyng all health to bryng that saint of Israell 19 Thou spakest thus once in visions to thy swete saintes full nye My helpe I layd to strong mens ayde I chase and hauntst him hye 20 I Dauid found my seruant sound I sacred hym wyth oyle Hym kyng made I ryght holily and Lord of all the soyle 21 Wyth hym my hand shall strongly stand my power shall hym defend My valiant arme shall whole hym arme for strength I will him send 22 No force so â—yne can vndermyne hys strength to make him thrall No crafty wyle shall him beguile by wycked man to fall 23 I down will bray his foes aray which shall hys face resist His haters lyke I will them strike and stroy them shall my fist 24 My faythfulnes and gentlenes wyth hym shall long abyde In my good name shall spring his fame hys horne and strength full wyde 25 Unto the sea his raigne shall be and he the Lord of it His right hand shall rule ryuers all on fluds as chiefe to sit 26 He me full grate shall inuocate most frankly thus to say My father thou my God t'auow my helth my rocke my stay 27 Yea more then this I wyll him blisse my first begotten sonne More hie to stand then kings in land that yet to earth be gone 28 I will him kepe my fauour meke for euer hym to loue My couenaunt fast to hym so past shall neuer voyde remoue 29 His séede euen so shall stable go so depe I will it plant His regall powers shall days and howers as heauen stand valiant 30 But if his sede from me recede and shall my law forsake Or yet shall balke in all theyr walke my iudgemente them to slake 31 And shall perchance myne ordinance prophane and cast it backe Or my precept as light reiect to kepe it shall be slacke 32 I wyll no doubt then visite stout to scourge theyr wyckednes I wyll them smite wyth plagues in sight to beate their sinnefulnes 33 Yet wyll not I my clemency wythdraw from them to go And lowd to lye so wyll not I my fayth to ieopard so 34 I list not vayne my pact prophane though they defile theyr south I wyll me take to that I spake to kepe my word of mouth 35 Once sware I dyd and testified my holines to pledge From Dauids part I would not start as this may he alledge 36 That is his sede should euer sprede and neuer should decay Hys throne begunne should shyne as sunne in my swete light to lay 37 As moone in sight it should be bryght though oft it féelth the clips These witnes sure in heauen endure to try my fayth of lips 38 But lo as now what done hast thou thou hast abhord thy Christ And hym forsakt and abiect makt at hym displeasd thou lighst 39 Of couenant made thou breakst the trade wyth this thy seruant knit His regall crowne thou rentst it down euen flat on earth to sit 40 His walles as wast thou battred hast and none thou leauest to stand Thou breakst hys fortes stroyst his portes thyne ire séemth now so grand 41 All they to spy which iorney by tread downe hys raygne in spyte The neyghbour next hys state hath vext as laughyng stocke in sight 42 Who foes therto in hatred go theyr handes thou lyftes on hye The enemy coye thou makst him ioy at it hys iestes to wry 43 Thou hast whole stynt hys weapons dynt hys edge of sword but blunt It had no power as conquerour to wynne as it was wont 44 Thus hys renowne thou pulst a downe wyth darkenes all obscurde Hys scepter flat on ground is plat dispayre he séeth assurde 45 Thou hast in déede thus shortened hys yong and flouryng dayes Thou hast hym clad wyth shame bestad ashamed thus he layes 46 How long by day wylt thou for aye O Lord thus hyde thy face And shall thyne ire thus burne as fire wylt thou thys raigne disgrace 47 O call to mynde in hart yet kynde what brittle date I beare Or hast thou wrought mankynd for nought to stroy hym thus in feare 48 What man is hée in lyfe so frée that death shall neuer sée Can he escape hys mortall shape from graue whole ryd to bée 49 Where may we holde thy mercies olde O Lord where do they lygh As thou dydst sweare in Dauids eare in truth most earnestly 50 Then call to mynde spite done vnkynde O Lord to thyne electes What tauntes in brest â–ª I hold at rest of diuers peoples sectes 51 Wherwyth thy foes haue wrought vs woes O Lord despitefully They threat vs hye opprobriously no steps of Christ to spy 52 We may conclude though we be rude the Lord will turne agayne The Lord therfore for euermore be blest Amen Amen ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God most true in thy promises and terrible yet in thy iudgementes graunt we beseche thee that we may walke faythfullye before thy holye face to feele the comfort of thy louyng presence and where we bee scourged at any tyme for straying from thee that yet agayne we may receyue thy mercy to glorify thy name Through Iesus Christ c. ¶ The ende of the third booke Here beginneth the fourth Booke of Psalmes ¶ The Argument Psalme XC The wofull lyfe of man for sinne here Moses paynted clere Gods grace aduaunst mans state deiect Christes aduent craued here 1 O Lord thou hast our refuge bene as sanctuary most frée In tyme now past froÌ„ age to age to whoÌ„ safe might we flée made 2 Before the hils had ful their shape ere earth world was FroÌ„ world to world true God thou art thy power shal neuer fade 3 Thou doost retract mans life to dust thou so dissoluest his trayne And saist eftsoones ye Adams séede returne to lyfe agayne 4 A thousand yeres in thy good sight as yesterday that was though long they seme yet swift thy slide as nightly watch doth pas 5 Thou makest theÌ„ flow as fluds in course as dremes they vanish lyte As early grasse in sodentye doth change hys hue and plight 6 Which flourth at moâ—ne groethful grene gatherth streÌ„gth ful gay But rept it is at nyght full dym and witherth dry away 7 A like we wast and fall away when thou art wroth for sinne And whyle thys sence of wrath doth last aâ—rayd we be therin 8 Thou hast detect before thy face â–ª our sinnes ful open layd Our hydden crymes our secrecies thy face hath bright dewrayd 9 For all our dayes do slyde away in thy displeasant wrath We spend our yeres â–ª as tale is told that brittle pleasure hath 10 Our yeres in dais be seuenty selde though streÌ„gth wan eighty mo That pride at last were paine and griefe it passe and hence we go 11 Thy wrathfull power who can comprise no man by reasonyng for more that maÌ„ doth feare thy power â–ª
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
fame For euer prayse and magnifie His blessed holy name Rectors O Angels hie of God The Lord your ornament Ye heauens so clere waters eke Aboue the firmament Quire * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O all ye powers of God Ye sunne and moone also Ye starres of heauens ye showres dewes The Lordes rough wyndes that blow Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse â–ª and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O fyre and partching heate Ye winters Sommers all Ye dewes and frostes ye frostes and cold Ye snowes and Yse that fal Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O nights and dayes so bright Ye lights and darkenes dimme Ye lightnings cloudes and earth so round Extoll and laude ye him Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie His blessed holy name Rectors O hils and mountaynes great Grene thyngs on earth that growe Ye wels and springs ye Seas and flouds And Whales in deepes by low Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kynges Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnifie Hys blessed holy name Rectors O all ye fethred foules Ye beasts and herds abroade O ye the sonnes of mortall men O Israell prayse the Lord. Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify his blessed holy name Rectors O priests of God aboue And seruants true of hys Ye sprites and soules of righteous men Extoll the Lord of blisse Quiere * Prayse ye the kyng of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify His blessed holy name Rectors O men of hart so meeke And holy soules in mynde O Anani and Azari And Miâ—aell so kynde Quiere * Prayse ye the king of kings Blesse ye the Lord of fame For euer prayse and magnify His blessed holy name Benedictus O Blest be God of Israell The Lorde guide we know full well He visited hys people all He them by grace redéemd from thrall And raisde he hath saluation Most mighty now for vs eche one Of Dauids stocke so vertuous His seruauntes line and noble house As he dyd speake in tymes of olde By holy Prophetes mouthes so tolde Which were his will to vtter than And haue bene since the world began That we should be in fréedome quite And saued be from enmies spite To scape the handes and cruell state Of all the men that vs do hate The mercy plight to fathers sage To them performe from age to age And eke recount hys noble acte To call to minde hys sacred pacte His othe to kepe so sworne and plight To Abraham our fathers right Which he in tyme so bounteous Would iust performe and geue to vs. That we so rid from enmies handes From cruell yoke of combrous bandes Myght serue hym styll in ioyfull cheare Without all griefe all care and feare In holines and righteousnes So hym to serue in stablenes Before hym thus all voyde of strife To passe all dayes of this our life And thou good child shalt haue the name Of Prophet great most chiefe in fame For thou shalt go before Gods face To shew before hys wayes of grace To geue vnto his people sone To knowledge healthes â–ª saluation This health to shew the grace of his For all theyr faultes and sinnes remisse Through mercy great and tender loue Of God the Lord that raignes aboue Wherby the day that spring from hie Us visited so ioyfully Them lyght to geue that placed bée In darkenes great and miserie And eke in shade of death no lesse And guide our féete in wâ—yâ—s of peace ¶ Magnificat MY soule the Lord doth magnifie Who shewth his power so mightely Thus hath he done â–ª by his gret might Of onely grace that he hath plight Also my sprite both day and hower Reioyceth in God my sauiour Not me my selfe but thée O Lord I do extoll in hartes accord For he hath thus regarded mée His handmayd true of low degrée Whose poore estate and simple house He doth accept so bounteous And now behold the kyndreds all Shall me henceforth right blessed call So thou hast sayd by thy good worde As aungels voyce doth well recorde For he that is most mighty tride Hath me set vp and magnified By his good grace he doth the same For holy is his worthy name And mercy great that he doth beare Is shewd to all that do hym feare On kinredes all by him alone He helpes vs now and hearth our mone Wyth hys good arme he strength hath shewd And scattred cleane the proud and lewd In their conceiptes â–ª and fansies vayne This is our God that still doth raigne The mighty downe from seat he threw And humble hartes exalted due Thus God hath done by power so hie The worldly riche full low do lie The hungry soule he filde in all Wyth eche good thyng so liberall The riche in wealth wyth all their ray With empty handes he sent away Remembring still hys grace that fell Hys seruaunt holye good Israell Which promisd was our fathers gray And Abraham hys séede for aye Nunc dimittis LOrd now thou lettest thy seruant go To peacefull rest thou good art so Thy loue to me thou doost aforde Accordth thereto thy holy word For these my eyes saw happely Health long desird so ernestly Thy sauing health thou geuest alone My eyes haue seene saluation Which thou hast thus preparde aright Before thy flock and peoples sight Theyr eyes do sée thy loues entent And goodnes great which thou hast sent To be a light to Gentels all To lighten them that lye in thrall That thy good flock in ioy may dwell To glory great of Israell Grace before meate MOst louing Lord to thee we cry All vs to blesse our borde be nye Thy giftes to vse in this repast No spoyle to make hereof in waste And that our want while we do â—yll Our hart and tong expresse none euell Grace after meate PReserue vs Lord which all hast wrought As thou of loue vs all hast bought Refresh our soules with godly feare For these good giftes kind hart to beare Our tyme to spend ech day by day At our liues ende reioyce we may Quicunque vult WHo saued will be before all thinges He must true fayth fast hold in all which safe sound who kepth it not Without all doubt he perish shall This is the fayth calde Catholike Euen through the world full out so famde To serue one god in Trinitie In Trinitie but one so namde Confounding not theyr persons three Their substance sundred cannot be The father sonne and holy goste Be diuers yet in persons three The godhed yet of them all one Of father sonne and
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
lest and most To know that guide true Iacob hath euen God in euery cost 14 These men at euen will them retyre they grenne as dogs to byte The citie they walke all on fyre as pickethankes them delyte 15 For meate they range both here and there still hungry let them bée And satisfied be they no where no rest or sléepe to sée 16 But I shall sing thy strength and power at morne to prayse thy grace For thou hast bene my fort and tower In all my wofull race 17 O thou my strength all whole alone to sing to thée I shall Thou refuge wart in all my moue my God most liberall ¶ The Collecte LOrd almighty whose power and mercy we do laud and prayse most worthely both euen and morne we beseche thee that thou wouldest so preserue oure powers from all darkenes of the nyght that we maye be beautified wyth the clearenes of the pure workes of thy law through Christ c. The Argument Psalme LX. Whyle Saule dyd raigne all Iury mournde by Paynyms sore opprest In fayth to God here Dauid tournd and conquerd them to rest 1 O God thou hast repeald vs long and scattred vs abrode Thy heauy wrath fell vs among O turne and stay thy rod. 2 Euen thou that hast sore shakt our land well nye to shiuerâ—â— rent Heale thou the brekes by thy good hand it realeth to râ—iâ—e â—ent 3 Most dreadfull sightes and dolorous thou madest thy people spy Such wyne thou gauest for drynke to vs which greued vs inwardly 4 Yet hast thou geuen â–ª thyne arke as â—igne to such as feare thy name To blanke theyr foes that would repyne thy truth protesth the same 5 Thy louers all great daungers fled and rid from harmes full safe By thy right hand let me be led and my requestes vouch saue 6 God spake the worde in sanctuary which makth me glad to byde I Sychem will part myne to lye and Succoth vale deuyde 7 Myne Gilead Manasses myne both twayne be myne intiere My strength of head is Ephraim and Iuda legisterâ— 8 So Moab stout shall bow hys head to serue as washepot aye On Edom land my shoo shall tread ioy thou Philistea 9 Than who shall lead me strayt to flye into the citie strong Who me will bring to Iduâ—ye to conquere them among 10 Art thou not he O God I say which thus hast cast vs out Whych dydst refuse to lead the way to guide our armies stout 11 O than be thou our helpe at nede to ease our troubles yet For humayn helpe is vayne to spéede mans arme to weake is set 12 No doubt by God we shall achyue great acts we trust euen thus For he alone our foes shall dryue to treade them downe for vs. The Collecte ALmighty most merciful God the onely recouerer ruler of mankynd which doost so deiect thy faithfull seruauntes that therby thou meanest to promote them so doost humble theÌ„ that therby thou entendst to bryng theÌ„ to thy heuenly kyngdom kepe we beseche thee the deuout hartes of thy seruauntes that whyle they submitte themselues in true penitent hartes to thy mercy they may be healed froÌ„ all comebrance of conscience to enioy eternall lyfe thorough the gift of thy sonne c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXI This prayth in payne and stresse as far exylde and fled and thanks it giueth for succor sent it figurth chrict our hed 1 MY cryeng heare O God That voyce doth sing in song Geue eare to me thus cast abrode as fled for feare of wrong 2 From furthest coastes of earth To thée shall come my cry Whyle hart féelth griefe to rocke me lead That hygher is than I. 3 For thou hast bene my trust In whome I hopt alone Of refuge strong and tower so sure To fence from me my fone 4 In thyne owne tente by thée For aye I trust to dwell Wythin thy wynges most couertly To lye I trust full well 5 For thou my God hast heard My vowes and prayers sad And them thou gauest an heritage Thy name who duly dâ—ad 6 The kyng hys dayes wyth dayes Thou shalt encrease in length Hys yeares to be perpetuall Euen thus thou shalt hym strength 7 For euer he shall dwell Before hys God in sight O than prepare hym grace and truth Which may defend hys might 8 In Psalmes to prayse thy name I will whyle world doth last And pay my vowes most thankfully From day to day as fast ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God which art most mercifull comforter of all maner trouble and anguishe of hart we beseche thee defend thy familie from the face of the enemy to be in suertie by thee in the tower of streÌ„gth that we may at last dwell in thy heauenly tabernacles through c. The Argument Psalme LXII This Psalme exhorth to God to stand Agaynst all mens pursuites It shewth to faith Gods mighty hand Mans brags it vayne reputes 1 SHall not 〈◊〉 my soule in silence looke to God as subiect still From whom my helth and helpe I tooke when woes my hart dyd fill 2 No dout he is my rocke and health my fort of strength and ayde I trust the lesse â–ª by foes in stealth to fall as one dismayde 3 How long wyll ye wyth wycked guiles thus me poore man inuade Ye all shall quayle as wall that reales as rotten hedge doth â—ade 4 To driue hym low they mete for this whom God would haue excell They loue but lyes theyr tonges can blisse theyr hartes yet curse to feâ—â— 5 But yet my soule to God be still in silence pacient And tary him in quiet wyll from whom shall health be sent 6 No doubt I say he is my strength my health my fortresse hye I feare no â—oyle to shrynke at length where God doth fortifie 7 Wyth God is layd my health full sure and he my glory iust My rocke of strength that wyll endure in God is whole my trust 8 Trust aye in hym ye people whole to hym poure out your hartes Our hope is God O hym extoll he health alway impartes 9 But Adams broode is vayne to sée mens children lyers bée They wayghed in schooles ascend more hye more lyght then vanitie 10 Then hope ye not lâ—st vayne ye be in wrong and robbery If ryches flow aboundantly no hart to them apply 11 God once dyd speake and once agayne and twyse I haue it harde That power is Gods in stable raigne which we should all regarde 12 And that O Lord in thée aryght is mercy mixt also For thou shalt quite to euery wyght in déede as he shall do ¶ The Collecte MAke oure sowles subiectes to thy godlye gouernance most louing father whiche art our onely pacieÌ„ce that we may renownce the transytory goods of this present worlde with all the vanityes therof so to folow thee to the eternall lyfe in heauen through Christ our Lorde c. The Argument Psalme LXIII Poore Christen