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A49748	Choice Psalmes put into musick, for three voices the most of which may properly enough be sung by any three, with a thorough base / compos'd by Henry and William Lawes, brothers and servants to His Majestie ; with divers elegies, set in musick by sev'rall friends, upon the death of William Lawes ; and at the end of the thorough base are added nine canons of three and foure voices, made by William Lawes.	Lawes, Henry, 1596-1662.; Lawes, William, 1602-1645.	1648 (1648)	Wing L640; ESTC R1536	18,614	151

sing his praise to Musick joyne the warbling voice let all rejoyce let all rejoyce let all rejoyce with joy divine let all rejoyce rejoyce with joy divine IX William Lawes PRaise the Lord enthron'd on high praise him in his sanctity praise him for his mighty deeds praise him who in pow'r exceeds praise with Trumpet pierce the skies praise him with Harps and Psalteries praise with Timbrels Organs Flutes praise on Violins and Lutes with silver Cimbals silver Cimbals sing praise on those which loudly ring Angels all of humane birth praise the Lord of heav'n and earth praise c. of heav'n and earth Singing Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah X. William Lawes MY God O why hast thou forsook why O so far withdrawn thine aide nor when I roared pitie took My God by day to thee I pray'd and when nights curtains were display'd yet wouldst not thou vouchsafe a look yet thou art holy thron'd on high The Israelites thy praise resound the Israelites c. our fathers did on thee relye their faith with wreaths of conquest crown'd they sought thee and deliv'rance found XI William Lawes MY God my rock regard my cry lest I unheard like those that dye in shades of dark oblivion lye to my ascending griefe to my ascending griefe give eare when I my hands devoutly reare before thy mercy-s eat with feare He heares his Name be magnifi'd O thou that art to thine a tow'r my songs shall celebrate thy pow'r my songs shall celebrate thy pow'r XII William Lawes THey who the Lord their fortresse make shall like the tow'rs of Sion rise which dreadfull earthquakes never shake nor all the raging the raging tumults of the skies nor all c. Lo as the hils of Salima divine Jerusalem inclose so shall his Angels in the day of danger shield and save them from their foes save them from their foes XIII William Lawes BEhold behold how good and joyfull a thing it is Brethren to dwell together in unity Brethren c. 't is like the precious ointment upon the head that ran down unto the beard ev'n unto Aarons beard and went down and went down to the skirts of his clothing like as the dew of Hermon which fell upon the Hill of Sion upon the Hill of Sion For the Lord promised there his blessing for the Lord promised there his blessing for the Lord c. and life for evermore and life for evermore XIV William Lawes O Sing unto the Lord a new song O sing unto the Lord a new song let the congregation of Saints praise him let Isâ•Œrael rejoyce in him that made him and let the children of Sion be joyfull in their King Let them praise his Name in the dance let the praises of God be in their mouthes and a two-edged sword in their hands and a two-edged sword in their hands to be avenged on the Heathen and to rebuke the people to bind their Kings in chaines to bind their Kings in chaines and their Nobles in links of ir'n that they may be avenged of them Such honour have all his Saints such c. such honour c. such c. Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Hallelluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah Halleluiah XV. William Lawes I Am weary of my groaning I am c. my beauty is gone for very trouble and worne away because of mine enemies O save me for in death who remembreth thee Or who will give thee thanks in the pit or who will give thee thanks or who will give thee thanks in the pit in the pit XVI William Lawes IN the substraction of my yeares I said with teares Ah! now I to the shades below must naked goe cut off by death before my time and like a flower cropt in my prime and like a flower cropt in my prime in my prime XVII William Lawes HOw long wilt thou forget me O Lord for ever How long wilt thou hide thy face thy face from mee How long shall mine enemies triumph over me over me Consider and heare me O Lord Lighten mine eyes that I sleep not in death that I sleep not in death lighten mine eyes c. that I sleep not in death XVIII William Lawes LOrd thy deserved wrath asswage nor punish in thy burning ire let mercy mitigate thy rage before my fainting soule expire O heale my bones with anguish ake my pensive heart my pensive heart with sorrow worn How long wilt thou my soul forsake O pity O pity O pity and at length returne XIX William Lawes THou Mover of the rowling spheres I through the glasses of my teares to thee mine eyes erect as servants mark their masters hands as maids their mistresses commands and liberty expect so we deprest by enemies and growing troubles fix our eyes on God who sits on high till he in mercy shall descend till he in mercy shall descend till he c. to give our miâ•Œseries an end to give our miseries an end XX. William Lawes TO thee I cry Lord heare my cries O come with speed unto mine aide Let my sad pray'rs before thee rise like incense on the Altar laid or as when I with hands display'd present my ev'ning sacrifice XXI William Lawes THou that art enthron'd above thou by whom we live and move O how sweet how excellent is 't with tongue and hearts consent thankfull hearts and joyfull tongues to renowne to renowne thy Name in songs when the morning paints the skies when the sparkling stars arise thy high favours to reherse thy firme faith in gratefull verse Take the Lute and Violin let the solemne Harp begin Instruments tun'd with ten strings while the silver Cimball rings from thy works my joy proceeds while I triumph while c. while c. triumph in thy deeds Who thy wonders can expresse all thy thoughts are fathomlesse all thy thoughts are fathomlesse hid from men in knowledge blind hid from fooles to vice inclin'd who that tyrant Sin oâ•Œbey though they spring like flowr's in May parcht with heat and nipt with frost soon shall fade soon c. soon shall fade for ever lost XXII William Lawes COme sing the great Jehovah's praise whose mercies have proâ•Œlong'd prolong'd our dayes sing with a loud and cheerfull voice with bending knees and raised eyes your God adore in sacred hymnes in sacred hymnes rejoyce XXIII William Lawes TO thee O God my God I pray'd before the dawning of the day my soule and wasting flesh with thirsty ardour thee desire in scorched soile with Aetheriall fire whose drought no showr's whose drought no showr's refresh XXIV William Lawes TO the God whom we adore sing a song unsung before his imâ•Œmortall praise reherse where his holy Saints converse Israel O thou his choice in thy Makers Name rejoyce Israel c. XXV William Lawes YEe Nations of the earth our great Preserver praise all ye of humane birth to heav'n his glory raise whose mercy hath

downe thine eyes and not an earth-quake straight arise John Taylor An Elegie on the death of his Friend and Fellow-servant Mr. William Lawes Bassus DEare Will is dead deare Will is dead Will Lawes whose active braine gave life to many sweet to c. to c. harmonious straine whose boundlesse skill made Musick speak such sense as if 't had sprung from an intelligence as if 't had c. as if 't had c. In 's just proportioned songs in 's just proâ•Œportioâ•Œned songs might you find his soule convers'd with heav'n his c. with heav'n heaven with his mind and in such language that Rhet'rick never knew for his were Rhetorick and sweet Musick too and sweet Musique too Like that which brought from the Imâ•Œperiall skie Angels to men Angels to men from men made Divels flie made Divels flie But oh he 's dead he 's dead but c. he 's dead To heav'n is he gone is he gone the life of Musick laus laus of our Nation By John Cob Organist of his Majesties Chappell Royall To the memory of his Friend Mr. William Lawes BRave Spirit art thou fled and shall not wee since thou so soon art dead shed teares for thee O let our eyes like Limbeks be still dropping dropping teares for thee By Captain Edmond Foster An Elegie on the death of his deare fraternall Friend and Fellow Mr. William Lawes servant to his Majesty LAment and mourne he 's dead and gone lament c. that was the most Admired one renowned Lawes Generall of the Forces all in Europe that were musicall Have we not cause to weep and mourne when as the children yet unborn may make us sad to think that neither girle nor boy shall ever live for to enjoy such Lawes such Lawes as once they had By Simon Ive An Elegiack Dialogue on the sad losse of his much esteemed Friend Mr. William Lawes servant to his Majesty Of 3. Voc. Bassus NOt well O no Draw you black cloud and see the soule of mine and all our harmony drencht deep in bloud and unstain'd loyalty my deare Medora lyes Hard hap to say Time was 't was he but now he 's ever ever lost to time and mee A fatall breath of honour challeng'd death with death Vertue to have a loyall fame a royall grave O now all poure good Will good Will and Lawes is gone and I forlome am come to poure my balme into his wounds and showre these liquid streames untill I be deare Ghost chang'd to a ghost like thee Indeed my springs are dry With thy warme dew bathe his breast for he is cold cold as death cold as death and laid to rest Then joyne our woes and let our joyes dissever wee 'l sing in griefe sing in griefe and drop drop drop drop our teares and drop our teares together The Muses all doe mutually assent in this sad Dirge t' erect his Monument Chorus of 3. Harmonious soules now let your verse with love and honour crown his Herse all your spicie odours lend to the ashes of a friend Bathe him in a crystall floud till you wash away the bloud till you wash away the bloud till c. Gently wind him and then bring fresh Bayes and Laurell from the Spring Time will fade them make them dye All other Trophies now lay by no triumph to eternity no triumph no triumph to eternity John Jinkins An Elegie on his Friend Mr. William Lawes Of 3. Voc. Bassus BOund by the neare conâ•Œjunction of our soules thus I condole thee thus beâ•Œdew thy Herse and whilst my throbbing heart thy Exit towles towles towles accept this sacrifice of weeping verse What eyes can drily stubborne be when Lawes resteth at such a long continued pause Let teares let teares like pendents garnish ev'ry note wav'd too and fro with gales of mournfull sighes and let the widow'd Muses joyntly vote to celebrate with griefe thy Obsequies for with thee vanish't all their airie pride muffled in clay muffled c. that erst was stellifi'd Since then i' th center sleeps true harmony let him that 's greedy of that sacred gaine that sacred gaine close to his mother earth his eare apply there wait to heare some sad melodious straine Within this womb hath pale impartiall death too soon too soon confin'd the Quintessence of breath John Hilton Of 3. Voc. Bassus I. William Lawes LOrd as the Hart imbost with heat brayes after the coole Rivolet so sighes my soule for thee my soule thirsts for the living God when shall I enter his abode and there his beauties see Teares are my food both night and day whiles where 's thy God they daily say My soule in plaints I shed when I remember how in throngs we fill'd thy house with praise with praise and songs II. William Lawes LEt God the God of Battell rise and scatter his proud enemies O let them flie before his face like smoak which driving tempests chase as wax dissolves with scorching fire so perish in his burning ire III. William Lawes OUt of the horrour of the Deep where feare and sorrow never sleep to thee my cries in sighes arise Lord from despaire thy servant keep O lend a gracious eare O lend a gracious eare and my petitions heare IV. William Lawes OFt from my early youth have they afflicted me may Israel say oft from my early youth assail'd as oft have their endeavours fail'd As plough-shares teare the patient ground as plough-shares c. The ever Just hath broke their bands and sav'd me from their cruell hands V. William Lawes HOw like a widow Ah! how desolate this City sits thrown from the pride of state How is this potent Queen who lawes to all the neighb'ring Nations gave become a thrall become a thrall who nightly teares from her salt fountains sheds which fall upon her cheeks in liquid beds Of all her lovers none regard her woes and her perfidious friends increase her foes VI. William Lawes JUdah in exâ•Œile wanders Ah subdu'd by vast afflictions ah subdu'd and base servitude among the Heathen finds no rest Ah! see how Siâ•Œon mourns how Sion mourns her gates and wayes lye unfrequented on her solemne on her solemn dayes Her Virgins weep her Virgins weep her Priests lament her Priests lament her Priests lament and all her sweets convert to gall and all c. VII William Lawes HOw hath Jehovah's wrath O Sion spread a vaile of clouds about thy daughters head From heav'n to earth thy beauty Israel is thrown nor in his fierce displeasure spar'd his owne nor in his fierce displeasure spar'd his owne yet Lord thou eâ•Œver liv'st thy Throne shall last when Fun'rall flames the world to cinders waste VIII William Lawes SIng to the King of kings sing in unusuall layes that hath wrought wondrous things his conquests crowne with praise whose arme alone and sacred hands their impious bands have overthrowne their impious c. Let all that dwell on earth their high affections raise with universall mirth and loudly