in the duste Stande vp O Lorde in thy wrath lyfte vp thy selfe ouer the furious indignacion of mine ennemyes aryse vp for me in the vengeaunce that thou hast promised that the assemblye of the people may come aboute thee for theyr sakes therfore lyfte vp thyselfe agayne The Lorde is iudge ouer the people auenge me then Oh Lord a cordyng to my ryghteousnesse and innocencie Oh lette the wyckednesse of the vngodly come to an ende but maintayne the iuste thou ryghteous God that tryest the verye heartes and raynes my helpe cōmeth of God which preserue theim that are true of heart God is a ryghteous iudge and God is euer threatenyng yf menne wyll not tourne he hathe whet his swearde he hath bent his bowe and made it ready He hath prepared hym the weapons of deathe and ordeyned his arrowes to destroy Beholde this felowe trauayleth with mischief he hath conceiued vnhappenes and brought forth a lye He hath grauen and dygged vp a pytte but he shall fall hymselfe into the hole that he hathe made For his vnhappynes shall come vpon his owne heade and his wyckednes shal fal vpō his owne pate As for me I wyll geue thankes vnto the Lorde for his ryghteousnes sake And wyll prayse the name of the Lorde the moste hyghe ¶ A sanctifieng for the mercye of God shewed vs in temptacions and aduersities and for the meruelous subuersion and destruccion of our aduersaries Psal 9. Wyll geue thankes vnto thee I O Lorde with my hole heart I wyll speake of all thy meruelous woorkes I wyl bee glad and reioyce in thee yea my songes wyll I make of thy name Oh thou moste hyghest Because thou haste dryuen myne enemyes a bake they were discomfyted peryshed at thy presence For thou haste mainteyned my ryght and my quarel thou syttest in the trone and arte the true iudge Thou rebukeste the Heathen and destroyest the vngodly thou puttest out theyr name for euer The enemyes sweardes are come to an ende thou haste ouerthrowen theyr cities theyr name is perysshed with theim But the Lorde endureth for euer he hathe prepared his seate vnto iudgemente He gouerneth the worlde with ryghteousnes and ministreth true iudgemente vnto the people The Lorde is a defence he is for the poore a defence in the tyme of trouble Therfore they that knowe thy name put theyr trust in thee For thou oh Lord neuer faylest theim that seketh thee Oh prayse ye the Lorde whiche dwelleth in syon shewe the people of his dooynges and why he maketh in quisicion for theyr bloude and remembreth theim He forgetteth not the complaynte of the poore Haue mercye vpon me Oh Lorde consydre the trouble that I am in amonge myne enemyes thou that lyftest me vp frome the gates of death that I may shewe thy prayses wtin the portes of the doughghter of Syon reioyce in thy sauing helth As for the heathen they are sonken downe in the pyt that they made yea in the same net whiche they spred oute pryuely is theyr owne feet taken Thus the Lorde is knowen to execute true iudgement when the vngodly is trapped in the woorkes of his owne handes So he is The wycked bee tourned vnto hell and all the heathen that forget God But the poore shall neuer bee oute of remembraunce neyther shall the pacient abidyng of such as bee in trouble peryshe for euer Aryse Lorde lette no manne haue the vpper hande lette the heathen bee condemned before thee Oh Lorde sette a scolemaister ouer theim that the heathen may know theimselues to bee but mē ¶ A lamentacyon and waylinge vnto God while Antechrist triumpheth and sleeth the holy ones of God persecuteth the Gospell Pfal 10. WHy arte thou gooen so farre of O Lord wilt thou hyde thyselfe their hearte is sure that thyne eare herkeneth thereto help the fatherles poore vnto their righte that the vngodly bee no more exalted vpō earth ¶ That wee bee not wrapped in the blyndnes of the wycked and that wee perishe not for euer Psal 13. HOW long wilt thou forgette me Oh Lorde wilte thou forgette me for euer How long wilte thou hyde thy face fro me O how long shall I tosse counsailles in my mynde how long shall I bee thus vexed in my hearte How long shall myne enemie triumphe ouer me Cōsidre and heare me Oh lorde my God lighten myne iyes that I slepe not in death least myne enemie saie I haue preuailed against him for if I bee cast doune thei that trouble me will reioyce at it But my trust is in thy mercie and my heart is ioyfull in thy sauing helth I wil syng praises of thee O Lorde that dealest so louyngly with me ¶ That the heauenly father will not suffre vs to shrinke at so mighty aduersaries and so cruelly pursuing whiche floue full of pleasures of the worlde thus wee maie praye with the Prophete praiyng in the person of Christ Psalm 17. HEARE myne innocencie Oh Lorde consydre my complaine hearken vnto my prayer that gooth not out of a fayned mouth let my doome come forth frō thy presēce and looke vpon the thyng that is egail Thou hast proued visited my heart in the night seasō thou hast tried me in the fyre and hast found no wickednes in me for I vtterly purposed that my mouth should not offende Because of the woordes of thy lippes I haue kept me from the workes of menne from the waies of peruerse persones Direct my gooynges into thy pathes that my fotsteppes slippe not for vnto thee I crie Heare me oh God enclyne thyne eares vnto me and herkē vnto my woordes Shewe thy meruelous louyng kyndenes thou that sauest suche as put their trust in thee From suche as resist thy righthande kepe me as the apple of an iye Defende me vnder the shadowe of thy wynges from the vngodly that trouble me from myne enemies whiche cōpasse my soule rounde aboute whiche maintein their owne welthynesse with oppression and their mouth speaketh proude thynges Thei lie waytyng in our waie on euery syde tournyng their iyes doune to the grounde like as a lion that is gredy of his praye as it were a lions whelpe lurkyng in his denne Aryse Lorde disappoint hym and cast hym doune deliuer my soule with thy swearde from the vngodly with thy hāde O Lorde reseue me from the menne of this worlde whiche haue their porcion in this life whose bellies thou fillest with thy treasure Thei haue children at their desyre leaue the rest of their substaunce for their babes well I will beholde thy presence in righteousnes when thy glory appeareth I shal be satisfied ¶ With muche affiaunce of hearte vpon God a prayer for synnes and for the grauntyng of his holy spirite for it is not possible but GOD will heare vs a cordyng to Christes promise in the Gospell Psal 25. VNto to thee Oh Lorde I lift vp my soule My God I trust in thee lette me not bee confoūded leaste myne enemies bragge ouer me
me not ouer vnto myne oppressoures Bee thou suertie for thy seruaunte to doo hym good that the proude dooe hym no wronge Myne eyes are wasted awaye with lookynge for thy healthe and for the woorde of his ryghteousnesse Goo to deale with thy seruaunt a cordyng vnto thy louyng mercy and teache me thy statutes I am thy seruaunte Gh graunte me vnderstanding that I may know thy testimonies It is tyme for thee Oh Lorde laye to thyne hande for they haue destroyed thy lawe For I loue thy commaundementes aboue golde and preciouse stone Therfore holde I strayghte all thy commaundementes and all false wayes I vtterly abhorre Thy testimonies are wonderfull therfore dooeth my soule kepe theim When thy woorde gooeth forthe it geueth lyght and vnderstandyng euen vnto babes I open my mouthe and drawe in my breathe for I desyre thy commaundementes Oh looke thou vpon me and bee mercyfull as thou vsest to dooe vnto those that loue thy name Order my gooynges after thy woorde that no wyckednesse raygne in me Delyuer me frome the sclaunders of menne so shall I kepe thy commaundementes Shewe the lyghte of thy countenaunce vnto thy seruaunt and teache me thy biddynges Myne eyes gushe out with water bycause menne kepe not thy lawe Ryghtuouse arte thou Oh Lorde and true is thy iudgemente The testimonies that thou haste commaunded are exceadynge ryghtuouse and true My zeale hathe euen consumed me because myne enmyes haue forgotten thy woordes Thy woorde is tryed vnto the vttermoste and thy seruaunte loueth it I am smal of no reputacion yet dooe I not forget thy commaundementes Thy rightuousnesse is an euerlasting ryghtuousnesse and thy lawe is true Trouble heuinesse haue taken holde vpon me yet is my delight in thy commaundementes The ryghtuousnesse of thy testimonies is euerlastyng Oh graunt me vnderstandyng and I shal lyue I call with my hole hearte heare me Oh Lorde I wyll kepe thy statutes Yea euen vpon thee I dooe calle helpe me and I shall kepe thy testimonies Early in the mornynge doo I cry vnto thee for in thy woorde is my truste Myne eyes preuente the myghte watches that I myghte bee occupyed in thy woordes Heare my voyce Oh LORDE a cordynge vnto thy louyng kyndnesse quycken me a cordynge as thou arte wonte They draw nygh that of malyce persecute me and are farre from thy law Be thou nygh at hande also oh Lord for thy promyses are faythful As concernyng thy testimonies I haue knowen euer sythens the beginning that thou haste grounded theim for euer Oh consider myne aduersitie and delyuer me for I doo not forget thy law Mainteyn thou my cause and defend me quycken me a cordynge vnto thy woorde Health is farre from the vngodly for they regarde not thy statutes Greate is thy mercy Oh Lorde quycken me as thou arte wonte Many there are that trouble me and pursue me yet dooe not I swarne frome thy recordes It greueth me when I see that the transgressoures kepe not thy lawe Consyder Oh Lorde howe I loue thy commaundementes and quicken me with thy louyng kyndnes Thy woorde is true for euer all the iudgementes of thy ryghtuousnesse endure for euermore The tyrauntes persecute me withoute cause but my hearte standeth in awe of thy woordes I am as glad of thy woorde as one that fyndeth greate spoyles I hate and abhore lyes but thy lawe do I loue Seuen tymes a daye dooe I prayse thee becauce of thy ryghtuouse iudgementes Great is the peace that they haue whiche loue thy lawe and they are not offended at it Lorde I looke for thy sauynge healthe and dooe after thy commaundementes My soule kepeth thy recordes and loueth theim exceadynglye I kepe thy commaundementes and testimonies for all my wayes are before thee Let my complaynte come before thee Oh LORDE geue me vnderstanding a cordyng vnto thy woorde Lette my supplicacion come before thee delyuer me a cordyng vnto thy promyse My lypes shal speake of thy prayse seyng thou haste taughte me thy ordinaunces Yea my tongue shall synge thy woorde For all thy commaundementes are ryghte lette thyne hande helpe me for I haue chosen thy commaundementes I longe for thy sauynge healthe Oh Lorde and in thy lawe is my delyght Oh let my soule lyue and prayse thee that thy iudgemeÌ„tes may helpe me I gooe astraye lyke a shepe that is loste seke thy seruaunte for I dooe not forgette thy commaundementes ¶ When wee are broused and humbled in heart and contrarywyse the worlde reioyseth and triumpheth Psal 130. OVte of the depe call I vnto the Oh Lorde LORD heare my voyce Lette thyne eares consider well the voyce of my complaynte If thou Lorde wylte bee extreme to marke what is dooen amysse oh Lord who maye abyde it But there is mercye with thee that thou mayste bee feared I looke for the Lord my soule doeth wayte for hym in his woorde is my truste My soule dooeth paciently abyde the Lorde frome the one mornyng to the other Let Israel trust in the Lorde for wyth the Lorde is merâ—ye and plentuous redempcyon And he shall redeme Israell from all hys synnes ¶ To bee delyuered from bloude souppers that busye theimselues to plucke vs from the way of God bothe by force and crafty meanes and whiche labour to abolyshe Goddes woorde Psal 140. DElyuer me Oh Lorde from the euyll menne preserue me frome the wycked menne whiche imagyne myschefe in they re heartes and styrre vp stryfe at all seasons They sharpen theyr tongues lyke a serpente adders poysone is vnder they re lyppes Kepe me oh Lorde from the hand of the vngodly preserue me from the wycken menne whiche are purposed too ouerthrowe my gooynges The proude hath layde a snare for me and spred a nette abrode with cordes yea and sette trappes in my way But my saiyng is vnto the Lorde thou art my God heare the voyce of my prayer oh Lorde Oh Lorde God thou strenth of my health thou hast couered my head in the daye of battayle Lette not the vngodly haue his desyre Oh Lorde lette hym not haue his purpose leaste he bee to proude Lette the mischeft of their owne lyppes fall vpon the head of theim that compasse me about Let hote burnyng coles fall vpon theim lette theim bee cast into the fier into the pyt that they neuer ryse vp again A man full of woordes shall not prosper vpon the earthe a malicyous and wycked person shall bee hunted away and destroied Suer I am that the Lorde wyll auenge the poore and mainteine the cause of the helplesse The rightutuouse also shall geue thankes vnto thy name and the iuste shall contynue in thy syghte ¶ That GOD may kepe vs that wee synne not with our tongue neither excuse our synnes as hypocrytes dooe Psal 141. LOrd I call vpon thee haste thee vnto me and consider my voice When I cry vnto thee lette my prayer bee sette forth in thy syght as incence and let the lyftyng vp of my handes bee an euenyng sacrifyce Set a
bee oure captain the Lorde shall bee our lawe geuer The Lorde shall bee oure Kyng and he hymselfe shall bee oure sauyoure Esay 45. I Am he I am he sayth the Lorde that for mine owneselues sake dooe away thyne offences and forget thy synnes so that I wyll neuer thynke vpon theim Put me now in remembraunce for wee wyl reason together and shewe what thou haste for thee to make thee quyte Esay 45. TOurne vnto me all ye coastes of the earthe sayeth the Lorde so shall ye bee saued I am the God and there is els none I sweare by my selfe out of my mouth cometh the woorde of ryghteousnesse that may no man tourne but all knees shal bowe vnto me and all tongues shall sweare vnto me saiyng Verely in the Lorde is my righteousnesse strength To hym shal men come but all they that thynke scorne of hym shal bee confoūded And the hole sede of Israel shall bee iustified and praysed in the Lorde Esay 53. SEke the Lorde whyle he maye bee founde And call vpon hym while he is nigh Let the vngodly man forsake his wayes and the vnryghtuouse his ymaginacyons and tourne agayne vnto the Lorde so shal he bee mercyful vnto hym and to our God for he is redy to forgeue Hie. 10. THere is none lyke vnto thee oh Lorde Great arte thou great is the name of thy power Who woulde not feare the Or what kyng of the Gentiles woulde not obey thee For among all the wyse men of the gentyles in all theyr kyngdomes there is none that maye bee lykened vnto thee Hie. 10. NOwe I knowe oh Lorde that it is not in mannes power to order his owne wayes or to rule his owne steppes and gooynges Therfore chasten thou vs oh Lorde but with fauour not in thy wrathe bryng vs not vtterly to naught Hie. 14. WE knowlage Oh Lorde all oure misdedes the sinnes of our fathers for wee haue offended thee Bee not displeased oh LORDE for thy names sake forgette not thy louyng kindnesse Remembre the trone of thy glorie breake not thy couenaūt that thou haste made with vs. Are there any amonge the goddes of the Heathen that sendeth rayn or geueth the showers of heauen Dooest not thou it oh Lorde God in whom wee trust Yea Lorde thou dooest all these thinges Hie. 16. OH Lorde my strength my power and refuge in tyme of trouble Hie. 31. I Wyll plant my lawe sayth the Lorde in the inwarde partes of theim and write it in their heartes and wyll bee theyr God and they shall bee my people And frome thence forth shall no manne teache his neighboure or his brother and saye knowe the Lorde But they shall all know me frome the loweste vnto the hygheste sayeth the Lorde For I wyll forgeue theyr misdedes and wyl neuer remember theyr synnes any more Thus saieth the Lorde whiche gaue the sonne to bee a lyghte for the daye and the mone starres to shyne in the nyghte Whiche moueth the sea so that the floudes therof waxe fearce the Lorde almyghty is his name Eze. 33. AS truely as I lyue sayeth the Lorde I haue no pleasur in the death of the wycked but muche rather that the wycked tourne frome his waye and lyue Micheas 7. WHere is there O Lorde suche a God as thou that pardonest wyckednesse and forgeuest the offences of the remnaunt of thyne herytage He kepeth not his wrathe for euer And why his delyght is to haue compassion he shall tourne again and bee mercyfull vnto vs. He shall putte doune our wickednes and cast all our sinnes into the botome of the sea Thou shalt kepe thy truste with Iacob and thy mercy for Abraham as thou haste sworne vnto our fathers longe agoo Ecclesi 36. HAue mercye vpon vs oh Lorde thou God of all haue respecte vnto vs shewe vs the lyght of thy mercyes sende thy feare among the Heathen and straungers whiche seke not after thee that they may know there is no God but thou that they may shewe thy wonderous woorkes Lyfte vp thyne hande ouer the outlandyshe heathen that they maye learne to know thy myght and power Lyke as thou arte halowed in vs before theim so bryng to passe that thou mayst bee magnified in theim also before vs that they maye knowe thee lyke as wee knowe thee For there is none other God but thou onely oh Lorde renew the tokens and chaunge the wonderouse woorkes Shewe thy hand and thy ryghte arme gloriously Rayse vp thy indignacion and powre oute thy wrathe Take awaye the aduersarie and the ennemye Make the tyme shorte remembre thy couenaunte that thy wonderouse woorkes maye bee praysed Lette the fyer of the wrathe consume theim that lyue so carelesse and lette theim peryshe that dooe thy people hurte Smyte in sunder the heades of the Prynces that bee oure enemyes and saye there is none other but wee Gather thy lytle flocke together agayne that they maye knowe there is none other God but onely thou that they may shewe thy wonderous woorkes and bee thy people and heritage lyke as from the begynnyng Oh Lorde haue mercye vpon the people that hath thy name vpon Israel whome thou hast likened to a fyrst borne sōne Oh bee mercyfull vnto Israel the cytie of thy sanctificacion the citie of thy reste Fyll Syon with thy vnspeakable vertues and thy people with thy glorie Geue wytnesse vnto thy creature whom thou madest from the begynnyng and raise vp the prophecies that haue been shewed in thy name Reward thou theim that wayte for the that thy Prophetes maye bee founde faythful Oh Lorlde heare the prayer of thy seruauntes a cordyng to the blessyng of Aaron ouer thy people that all they whiche dwell vpon the earthe maye knowe that thou art the Lorde the eternall GOD whiche is from euerlastyng Ecclesi 41. OH death howe bytter is the remembraunce of thee to a man that seketh reste and comfort in his substaunce and richesse vnto the man that hath nothing to vere hym that hath prosperitie in all thynges yea to hym that yet is able for to receyue meate oh death how acceptable good is thy iudgement vnto the nedefull and vnto hym whose strengthe fayleth and that is nowe in his laste age and that in all thynges is full of care and fearfulnesse vnto hym also that is in dispayer and hath no hope nor pacyence Bee not thou afrayde of deathe remember theim that haue been afore thee and that come after thee for this is the iudgement of the Lorde ouer al fleshe And why wouldest thou bee agaynste this pleasure of the hyghest Whether it bee ten an hundreth or a thousande yeares deathe asketh not howe longe one hathe lyued PSALMES OF DAVID against tirauntes and persecutours of Goddes woorde ¶ That all such as lyue in Satans bōdage may come to the knowlage of the faythe in Iesus Christe LORD helpe for there is not one saincte more very fewe faithful are there amonges the chyldren
might melt a waie at thy precēs like as an hote fyre and that the malicious might boyle as the water dooth vpon the fyre wherby thy name might bee knowen emonges thyne enimies and that the Gentiles might tremble before thee That thou mightest come doune with thy wounderous straūg woorkes then should thilles melte at thy precens for sithēs the begynnyng of the worlde was none excepte thou O God that hearde or perceiued neither hath any iye sene what thou dooest for theim that put their truste in thee Thou helpest hym that dooeth right with cherefulnes and theim that thinke vpon thy waies But lo thou art angrie for wee offende and haue been euer in synne there is not one hole we are all as an vncleane thyng and all oure righteousnesses are as clothes stayned with the floures of a woman wee fall euerychone as the leafe for our synnes tary vs a waye as the wynde There is no māne that calleth vpon thy name that standeth vp to take holde by thee Therefore hydest thou thy face from vs and cōsumeste vs because of oure synnes But now O Lorde thou that are our father wee are the claie and thou art our potter and wee are all the worke of thyne hande Bee not to sore displeased O Lorde and kepe not our offences to long in thy remembraunce but consydre that wee all are thy people The citees of the sanctuarye lye waste Syon is a wyldernes and Hierusalem a deserte Oure holye house whiche is our beutie where our fathers praysed thee is brente vp yea all oure commodities and pleasures are wasted awaye wilte thou not bee entreated LORDE for all this Wylte thou holde thy peace and scourge vs so sore ¶ An other prayer of Hieremye Hieremie 7. HEale me O Lorde and I shall bee hole saue me and I shall bee saued for thou arte my prayse Bee not thou terreble vnto me O Lorde for thou art he in whō I hope when I am in parell lette my persecutors bee confounded but not me let theim bee afraied and not me Thou shalte bryng vpon theim the tyme of their plage and shall destroy theim right sore Amen ¶ An other prayer of Hieremie Hieremie 31. O LORDE thou hast chastised me thy chastenyng haue I receiued as an vntamed calf Conuerte thou me and I shall bee cōuerted for thou art my Lorde GOD for as sone as thou tournedst me I repented myself And when I vnderstode I smote vpon my thigh I confessed and was ashamed because I suffered reproche of my youthe ¶ A prayre of Hieremie vnder the person of Christe whiche euery Christen maie saie in tyme of aduersite Lamenta 5 THou hast hearde my voyce O Lorde and hast not turned awaie thyne eares frō my syngyng and criyng Thou hast approched vnto me when I called vpon thee and hast saied feare not Thou O Lord haste mainteyned the quarell of my soule and hast redemed my life O Lorde thou hast sene my blasphemers take thou my quarel vpō thee Thou hast well considered how thei goo aboute to dooe me harme and that all their coūsailes are against me Thou hast hearde their despitefull woordes O Lorde yea and all their imaginacions against me the lippes of myne enemies and other deuices that thei take agaynste me all the daie long Thou seest also their sittyng doune and their risyng vp thei make their songes of nothyng but of me Rewarde theim O Lorde accordyng to the woorkes of their handes Geue theim the thyng that their owne hearte is afraied of euen the curse Persecute theim O Lorde with thyne indignacion and rote theim out from vnder the heauen AMEN ¶ A prayer of Hieremie in the daie of trouble and in the destruccion of Hierusalem Lament 5. CAll to remembraunce O Lorde what wee haue suffered cōsider and see our confusion Oure enheritaunce is turned to the straungers and our houses to forenners wee are become carefull and fatherlesse and our mothers are as the widowes Our necke is vnder persecuciō wee are werie and haue no rest Oure fathers whiche now are gone haue synned and wee must bear their wyckednes Seruauntes haue the rule of vs and no māne deliuereth vs out of their handes The wiues are rauished in Syon and the maidens in the citees of Iuda The princes are hanged vp with the hande of enemies thei haue not spared the olde sage menne Thei haue committed abhominable lecherie with young menne and the bodies are hanged vp vpō trees The elders sit no more to determine right and equitie and the young mēne vse no more plaiyng of musyke The ioy of our heart is gone our merie quere is turned to mournyng The garlāde of our hedde is fallen alas that euer wee synned so sore Therefore oure hearte is full of heuinesse and oure iyes dymme because the hill Syon is destroyed so that now the foxes rūne vpon it But thou O LORDE that remainest for euer more and thy seate worlde without ende Wherefore wilte thou still for gette vs and forsake vs so long O Lorde turne thou vs vnto thee and so shall wee bee turned Renue our heartes as in olde tymes naye thou hast banished vs vtterly thou arte sore displeased with vs. ¶ The prayer of Susanna when she was in daunger to bee rauished of the twoo elders Daniell 13. SVsanna sighed and saied Alas I am in distresse on euery syde if I dooe this thyng it will bee my death and if I dooe it not I cannot eskape your handes well it is better for me to fall into youre handes withoute the deede dooyng then to synne in the sight of the Lorde ¶ An other prayer that she made whiche should haue been led to deathe Daniell 15 O Euerlastyng God thou sercher of secretes thou that knowest all thynges before thei come to passe thou woteste that thei haue borne false witnesse against me and beholde I must die where as I neuer did any suche thynges as these mēne haue maliciously inuēted against me ¶ The prayer of Ionas when he was as yet in the fisshes bely IN my trouble called I vnto the Lorde and he hearde me out of the belye of hell I cried and thou heardeste my voyce Thou hast caste me doune into the depe euen vnto the middes of the sea and the floude compassed me aboute yea all the waues and streames of water went ouer me I thoughte I had been a caste awaie out of thy sight but I will yet again looke towarde thy holy temple The waters compassed me euen to the very soule the depe laie aboute me and the surges couered my hedde I wente doune to the bottome of the hilles was barred in with earthe for euer but thou O Lord my God hast brought vp my life againe out of corrupcion When my soule fainted within me I thoughte vpon the Lorde and my prayer came vnto thee euen vnto thy holy temple Thei that holde of vain vanites will forsake his mercie But I will dooe sacrifice vnto thee with the voyce of
For no doubt all thei that hope in thee shall not bee ashamed but suche as bee scornefull despisers withoute a cause thei shall bee putte to shame Shew me thy waies Lorde and teache me thy pathes Leade me in thy trouth and teache me for thou art the God of my helthe and in thee is my hope all the daie long Call to remembraunce oh Lorde thy tendre mercies thy louyng kyndnes whiche haue been euer sithens the begynnyng Remēbre not the sinnes offences of my youthe but a cordyng to thy mercie thinke vpō me oh lorde for thy goodnes Oh how frendly righteous is the Lorde therfore will he bryng again synners into the waie he leadeth the simple a right suche as bee meke thē he instructeth his waies All the waies of the Lorde are verie mercy and faithfulnesse vnto suche as kepe his testament and couenaunt For thy names sake oh lorde bee mercifull vnto my synne for it is greate What soeuer he bee that fearethe the Lorde he shall shew hym the waie that he hath chosen His soule shall dwell at ease his sede shall possesse the lande The secrete of the Lorde is emong theim that feare him and he sheweth theim his couenaunte Myne iyes are euer lokyng vnto the Lorde for he shall plucke my fete out of the net Tourne thee vnto me and haue mercye vpon me for I am desolate and in misery The sorowes of my hearte are great wherefore bryng me out of my troubles looke vpon myne aduersite and miserie and forgeue me all my sinnes Considre how myne enemies are many and beare malicious hate against me O kepe my soule and deliuer me let me not bee confounded for I haue putte my trust in thee Lette innocēcy and righteous dealyng wayte vpon me for my hope is in thee Deliuer Israell O God out of all his distresse ¶ In the affliction or passion bothe of the spirite and of the fleshe thus maie wee praye with Christ with the godly Psalm 31 IN thee O Lorde is my truste let me neuer bee put to shame but deliuer me in thy righteousnesse Bowdoune thyne eare to me make hast to deliuer me bee thou my strōg rocke and a walled house that thou maiest saue me For thou art my strong holde and my castle wherfore bee thou my God and cōducte me for thy names sake Draw me out of the nette that thei haue laied priuely for me for thou arte my strengthe Into thine handes I commende my spirite thou hast deliuered me oh Lorde thou God of truth I hate theim that hold of vanities my trust is in the Lorde I will bee glad reioyce in thy mercie for thou hast considered my trouble thou hast knowen my soule in aduersitie Thou hast not cast me ouer into the handes of the enemies but haste sette my fete in a large roume Haue mercie vpon me Oh Lorde for I am in trouble myne iyes is censumed for verie heuines yea my soule my bodie My life is consumed with heuenesse and my yeres with mournyng My strēgth faileth me because of myne aduersity and my bones are dryed vp I am become a verie reproche emōg all myne enemies my neighboures thei of myne owne acquaintaunce are afraied of me thei that seme in the strete conuey theimselues from me I am cleaue forgotten and out of mynde euen as a dedde manne Lo I am become like a broken vessell For I haue hearde the sklenderous reapportes of the multitude euerye manne abhorreth me thei haue gathered a counsaill together againste me and are purposed to take awaie my life But my hope is in the Lorde and I saie thou arte my God My dayes are in thy hande deliuer me from the hande of myne enemies and frome theim that persecute me Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy countinaunce help me for thy mercies sake lette me not bee confounded O Lorde for I call vpon thee but lette the vngodly rather bee putte to confusion and brought vnto the pit let the liyng lippes bee put to silence whiche cruelly disdainfully and despitefully speake against the righteous O how greate and manifolde bee the good thynges whiche thou hast laied vp for theim that feare thee How greate thynges bryngest thou to passe for theim that put their trust in thee in the sighte of the soonnes of menne Thou hidest thē in the secretes of thy countenaunce from the proude menne thou kepest theī secretely in thy tabernacle from the strief of toungues Thankes bee geuen to the lorde who hath shewed me meruelous great kyndnes out of the strōg citee For when the soudain feare came vpon me I saied I am cast out of thy sighte Neuertheles thou hardest myne hūble prayer when I cried vnto thee Wherefore loue the Lorde all ye his sainctes for the Lorde preserueth the faithfull plenteously acquiteth the proude dooers Bee strong therfore take a good heart vnto you all ye that putte your assiaunce in the LORDE ¶ A sanctifiyng of GOD for that the earthe is full of his mercie and that by his mighty woorde he wrought all thyng Psalme 33. REioyse in the Lorde O ye righteous for it becommeth well the iuste to bee thankefull Prayse the Lorde with harpe Syng Psalmes vnto hym with the lute and instrument of ten strynges Syng hym a newe song yea syng to hym with good courage For the woorde of the Lorde is true and all his workes are sure He loueth mercie and iudgemēt the earth is full of the Lordes goodnes By the woorde of the Lorde wer the heauēs made and all the furniture of theim by the breth of his mouthe He gathereth the waters togither as it were in a bottell and laied vp the depe in secrete Let all the earth feare the Lorde and let all theim that dwel in the worlde stande in awe of hym For what he saieth is dooen what he commaundeth standeth faste The Lorde disperseth the counsaill of the Heathen and maketh frustrate the deuices of the people But his owne coūsaill endureth for euer the thoughtes of his hearte from generacion to generacion Blessed are the people that holde the Lorde for their God and blessed are the folke whō he hath chosen to bee his heritage The Lorde loketh doune from heauen and beholdeth all the children of menne From his strong seate he considereth al thē that dwell in the worlde He onely hath fashioned all the heartes of theim knoweth all their woorkes A kyng is not helped by his owne great hoste neither is a gyaunte saued through the might of his owne strength A horse is but a vain thyng to saue a manne it is not the power of his strengthe that that can deliuer hym Beholde the iyes of the Lorde bee fixed vpon theī that feare hym and repose theimselues in his mercie That he maie deliuer their soules from death and fede theim in the deare tyme. Let our soule paciently abyde the Lorde for he is our help shylde So shall our hearte
their meate in due season Thou openest thy hande and fillest all thynges liuyng with plenteousnes The Lorde is righteous in all his wayes and holy in his woorkes The Lorde is nigh vnto thei that call vpon hym so that the call vpon hym faithfully He fulfilleth the desire of theim that feare hym he hearethe their crie and helpethe theim The Lorde preserueth all theim that loue hym but scatterethe abrode all the vngodly My mouth shall speake the prayse of the Lorde and let all fleshe geue thankes vnto his holy name for euer euer Prayse the euerlastyng ¶ A prayse of God that in onely God the euerlastyng kyng wee oughte to trust not in princes in power in wysedome or in the rsghteousnes of the elementes of this worlde Psal 146. PRayse the Lorde oh my soule whyle I leue will I praise the Lorde Yea as long as I haue any beeyng I will syng prayses vnto my God Oh put not your trust in princes nor in any childe of manne for there is no helpe in theÌ„ For when the brethe of manne gooeth forthe he shall turne again vnto his earth and so all his thoughtes perishe Blessed is he that hath the God of Iacob for his helpe whose hope is in the lorde his God Whiche made heauen and earthe the sea and all that therein is Whiche kepeth his promise for euer Whiche helpeth theim to righte that suffre wrong whiche fedeth the hungrie The Lorde louseth menne out of prisone the Lorde geueth sight to the blynde The Lorde helpeth theim vp that are fallen the Lorde loueth the righteous The Lorde careth for the straungers he detendeth the fatherlesse and the wydowe But the waie of the vngodly turneth he vpside doune The Lorde thy God oh Syon he is kyng for euermore throughout all generacions Prayse the euerlastyng ¶ A praysyng of the Lordes name Psal 147. PRayse ye the Lorde for it is a good thynge to synge prayses vnto oure God Yea a ioyfull and a pleasaunte thynge it is to bee thankefull The Lorde shall buylde vp Hierusalem and gather together the outcastes of Israell He heale the the tontrite hearte and byndethe vp their woundes He telleth the noumbre of the starres and calleth theim all by their names Greate is our Lorde and greate is his power yea his wisdome is infinite The Lorde settethe vp the mieke and bryngeth the vngodly doune to the ground Oh syng vnto the Lorde with thankesgeuyng syng prases vpon the harpe vnto our God Whiche couerethe the heauen with cloudes prepareth rayne for the earth and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines Whiche geueth fodre vnto the cattel and fiedeth the young rauens that call vpon him He hath no pleasure in the strengthe of an horsse neyther delighteth he in any mannes legges But the Lordes delighte is in theim that feare hym and putte their truste in his mercye Prayse the Lorde Oh Hierusalem prayse thy God oh Sion for he maketh fast the barres of the gates and blesseth the children within thee He maketh peace in thy borders and filleth thee with the flour of whete He sendeth forth his commaundemente vpon earth his woord runneth swiftly He geueth snowe like wolle and scattereth the hore froste like ashes He casteth forth his I se like morsels who is able to abyde his frost He seÌ„deth out his woorde and melteth theiÌ„ He bloweth with his wynde and the waters flowe He sheweth his worde vnto Iacob his statutes ordinaunces vnto Israell He hath not dealte so with all the Heathen neither haue thei knowelage of his lawes ¶ A praysyng of God from all his creatures first heauenly and then earthly Psal 148. OH prayse the Lorde of heauen prayse hym in the heigh Praise hym all his angels praise hym all his hoste Prayse hym sunne and moone prayse hym all ye starres and light Prayse him all ye heauens and ye waters that bee vnder the heaueÌ„s Let theÌ„ prayse the name of the Lorde for he speake the woorde thei were made He hath made theim faste for euer and euer He hath geuen theim a lawe whiche shall not bee broken Praise the Lorde vpon earth ye whale fisshes and all depes Fire and hayle snow and vapoures wynde storme fulfillyng his woorde Mountaines and hilles frutefull tries and all Cedres Beastes and cattel wormes and fethered foules kynges of the earthe and all people Princes all iudges of the worlde young menne and maidens olde menne and children let theÌ„ preyse the name of the Lorde For his name only is excellent all his praise aboue heauen and earth He exalteth the horne of his people all his saintes shall prayse hym the children of Israell eueÌ„ the people that serueth hym ¶ A praysyng of God in hymself that he is holy and halowyng strong and strengthyng greate makyng greate Psal 150 OH prayse the Lorde in his sanctuary praise hym in the firmameÌ„t of his power Praise hym in his noble actes prayse hym in his excellente greatenesse Prayse hym in the sounde of the trumpet praise hym vpon the lute and harpe Prayse him in the symbales daunce prayse hym vpon the sitynges and pipe Prayse hym vpon the well tuned symbales prayse hym vpon the loude symbales lette euerye thyng that hath breathe prayse the Lorde ¶ Against the enemie of the trouthe Psal 35. STirue thou with theiÌ„ oh lorde that striue with me fight thou against theiÌ„ that fight against me Laie hande vpon the shylde and spere stande vp to helpe me Draw out thy swerde and stop the waie against theim that persecute me saye vnto my soule I am thy helpe Lette theim bee confounded put to shame that seke after my soule Let theim be turned backe brought to confusion that imagyne mischief for me Lette theim bee as the dust before the wynde and the angell of the lorde scateryng theiÌ„ Let their waie bee darke slippery the angel of the lore to persecute theiÌ„ For thei haue preuily laied their net to destroy me wtout a cause Yea made a pit for my soule whiche I neuer deserued Let a sodain destruction come vpon theÌ„ vnwaers and the net that thei haue laied preuily catche them selues that thei maie fall into their owne mischeif But let my soule bee ioyfull in the Lorde and reioyse in his help Al my bones shal saie lorde who is like vnto thee Whiche deliuereste the poore from those that are to stroÌ„g for hym Yea the poore and niedy froÌ„ his robbers False wittenesse are rysen vp and laie to my charge thynges that I knowe not Thei rewarde me eiuill for good to the greate dyscomforte of my soule Neuerthelesse when thei were sicke I putte on a secke clothe I humbled my soule with fastyng my prayer turned into my bosome I behaued myself as though it had been my frende or my brother I went heuely as one that moâ—â—neth for his mother But in mynâ— adâ—â—â—sâ—tie thei reioyse and gathâ—â—â—heim together Yea the verie â—â—me câ—me together
againste me vnwaers makyng mowes at me and ceasse not With the greydie and scornefull hypocrites thei gnashed vpon me with their tech Lorde when wilte thou looke vpon this Restore my soule from the wycked rumoure of theim my dearlynge from the lions So will I geue thee thankes in the greate congregacion praise thee among muche people Oh let theim not triumphe ouer me that are myne enemies causeles Let theim not wyncke with their iyes that hate me with out a cause And why their communyng is not of peace but thei imagin false woordes against the out castes of the lande Thei gape vpon me with their mouthes saiyng there there wee see it with â—ur iyes This thou seest Oh Lorde holde not thy toungue then god not farre from me O Lorde A wake Lorde and stande â—p auenge thou my cause my God my Lorde Iudge me Oh Lorde my God a cordyng to thy righteousnes thaâ— thei triumphe not ouer me Oh let theiÌ„ not saie in their heartes there there so would wee haue it let theim noâ— saie wee haue ouercome him Let theim bee put to confusion and shame that râ—â—â—yse at my trouble Let theim bee cloâ—â—ed with rebuke dishonour that hoste themselues against me Let 〈◊〉 also bee glad and reioyse whiche â—â—uoure my righteouse dealyng Yea let theim saie alwaie Blessed bee the Lorde whiche hath pleasur in the prosperitie of his seruaunte And as for my toungue it shal bee talkyng of thy righteousnes and of thy prayse all the daie long ¶ This psalme bycause it is all together Euangelicall and teachethe the contempt of this worlde wee haue put it at the ende to thintent that in al our tribulacion and in the pryde of the wycked wee maie conforte ourselues Let no daie passe thee but thou reade this Psal 37. FRet not thy self at the vngodly bee not thou enuious againste the eiuill dooers For thei shall sone bee cut doune like the grasse and bee withered euen as the grene berbe Put thou thy trust in the Lorde and bee dooyng good so shalt thou dwell in the lande and verily it shall fiede thee Delight thou in the Lorde and he shall geue thee thy heartes desyre Commit thy waie vnto the Lorde set thy hope in hym and he shall brynge it to passe He shall make thy righteousnesse as clere as the light and thy iuste dealyng as the none daie Holde thee still in the lorde abide paciently about hym But greue not thy self at one that hath prosperitie and liuethe in abhominacion Leaue of froÌ„ wrath let goo displeasure let not thy gelowsye moue thee also to dooe eiuill For wicked dooers shal bee roted out but thei that paciently abide the lorde shal enherite the lande Suffre yet a litle while and the vngodly shal bee cleane goon thou shalt looke after his place and he shall bee awaie But the meke spirited shall possesse the earthe and haue pleasure in muche rest The vngodly laieth waite for the iuste and gnasheth vpon hym with his tiethe But the Lorde laugheth hym to scorne for he seeth that his daie is coÌ„myng The godly drawe oute the swearde and bende their bowe to caste downe the simple and poore and to sle suche as goo the right waie Neuerthelesse their swearde shall goo through their owne hearte and their bowe shall bee broken A small thyng that the righteous hath is better then greate riches of the vngodlye For the arme of the vngodly shal bee broken but the Lorde vpholdeth the righteouse The Lorde knoweth the daies of the godly and their enheritaunce endureth for euer Thei shall not bee confounded in the perilous tyme in the daies of derth thei shall haue inough As for the vngodly thei shall perishe and when the enemies of the Lorde are in their flowres thei shall consume Yea euen as the smoke shall thei consume a waie The vngodly boroweth and payethe not again but the righteouse is mercifull and liberall Suche as bee blessed of hym shall possesse the lande thei whom he curseth shall bee roted out The Lorde ordreth a good mannes gooyng and hath pleasure in his waie Though he fall he shall not bée hurte for the Lorde vpholdeth hym with his hande I haue been younge and now am olde yet sawe I neuer the righteous forsaken nor his sede to seke theyr breade The ryghteouse is euer mercyfull and lendeth gentlye therfore shall his sede bee blessed Flee frome euyll and dooe the thyng that is good so shalte thou dwell for euer For the Lorde loueth the thynge that â—s ryghte he forsaketh not his sainctes but they shall bee preserued for euer as for the sede of the vngodlye it shall bee roted oute Yea the ryghteouse shall possesse the lande dwell therin for euer The mouth of the ryghteouse is exercysed in wysdome and his tongue talketh of iudgemeÌ„t The lawe of his God is in his heart therfore shall not his footesteppes slyde The vngodlye seeth the ryghteouse and gooeth aboute to flee hym But the Lorde wyll not leaue hym in his handes nor condempne hym when he is iudged Hope thou in the Lorde and kepe his way and he shall so promote thee that thou shalte haue the lande by enherytaunce and see when the vngodlye shall peryshe I myselfe haue sent the vngodlye in greate power and floryshyng lyke a grene baye tree but when I wente by lo he was gooen I soughte hym but he coulde no where bee founde Kepe innocencye and take hede vnto the thynge that is ryghte for that shall brynge a manne peace at the laste As for the transgressours they shall peryshe together and the vngodlye shall bee rooted oute at the laste The helpe of the ryghtuouse cometh of the LORDE he is they re strength in the tyme of trouble The Lorde shalt stande by theim and saue theim He shall delyuer theim from the vngodlye and helpe theim because they put theyr trust in hym ¶ CERTAINE PRAIers shorte and of dyuers sortes ¶ The prayer of Moses at the remouyng of the tentes Nume 10. RIse vp Lorde lette thyne enemyes bee scatered and lette theim that hate thee flee before thee And wheÌ„ the arke rested he sayde Retourne LORDE vnto the multitude of the Hooste of Israell ¶ The prayer of Aaron and Moses for they re syster Mari stryken with the lepre Nume 12. OH I besech thee my LORD putte not the synne vpon vs whiche wee haue foolishly committed that this woman bee not as one that came foorth deade out of her mothers wombe ¶ The prayer of Moses vnto the Lord that he mought passe vp into the lande of beheste Deut. 3. OH Lorde God thou haste begoone to shewe vnto thy seruaunte thy greatnesse and thy moste mighty hande for there is none other God either in heaueÌ„ or in earth that can dooe thy woorkes and bee compared to thy strengthe Lette me gooe therfore ouer and see the good lande that is beyonde Iordane that goodly hyghe countrye and Lybanon Esay 33. THe Lorde shall
of menne euery man telleth lyes to his nyghboure they dooe but flatter with theyr lyppes dissemble in their heartes Oh that the Lord would roote out all disceytfull lyppes and the tongue that speaketh proude thynges Whiche saye our tongue shoulde preuayle wee are they that ought to speake who is Lorde ouer vs Nowe for the troubles sake of the oppressed and because of the complaint of the poore I will vp sayth the Lorde I will helpe theim sette theim at rest The woordes of the Lorde are pure woordes euen as the siluer which from earth is tryed and purifyed .vii. tymes in the fyer Kepe theim therfore oh Lorde preserue vs from this generacion for euer And why when vanite and ydelnesse getteth the ouerhand amongst the chyldren of menne all are full of the vngodlye ¶ For rulers and for comon peace Psal 20 THe Lorde mought heare thee in tyme of trouble the name of the God of Iacob myght defend thee and send thee helpe from the sanctuary and strengthen thee out of Syon Remembre wil he all thy offringes and accept thy brent sacrifice He shal graunt thee thy heartes desyre fulfyll all thy mynde We wyl reioyce in thy helthe and triumphe in the name of the Lorde oure God for the Lorde wil perfourme al thy peticions Now know I that the Lorde helpeth his anoynted and wyll heare hym frome his holy heauen mighty is the helpe of his ryght hand Some put theyr trust in charettes and some in horses but wee wil remembre the name of the Lord our God They are broughte downe and fallen but wee are rysen stande vp ryghte Saue Lorde and helpe vs Oh kyng when wee call vpon thee ¶ Agaynste the ennemyes of the people of God tyrauntes heretiques and ragyng wolues Psal 83. HOlde not thy tongue oh God kepe not styll sylence refrayne not thy selfe Oh God For lo thyne enemies a hurly burly and they that hate thee lyfte vp theyr heade They ymagine craftely agaynste thy people and conspire agaynst thy secretes Come saye they lette vs roote theim oute frome amonge the people that the name of Israel maye bee put out of remembraunce For they haue caste theyr heades together with one consent and are confederate agaynste thee The tabernacles of the Edomites and Ismaelytes the Moabytes Haparenes Gegal Amon Amalech the Phylistins with theim that dwel at Tyre Assur also is ioyned with theim and helpe the chyldren of Loth. But too thou vnto theim as vnto the Madianytes vnto Gysera and vnto Iabin by the brooke of kyson Whiche peryshed at Endor and becam as the donge of the earth Make theyr prynces lyke Oreb and zeb yea make all theyr prynces lyke zebea and Salmona whiche sayde we wyl chalenge vnto vs the houses of God Oh my god make theim lyke a whele and as the stouble before the wynde Lyke as a fyre that burneth vp the woode and as the slame that consumeth the moūtaynes Persecute theim euen so with thy tempest and make theim afrayed with thy storme Make theyr face ashamed oh Lorde that they may seke thy name Lette theim bee confounded and vexed euer more more let theim bee put to shame peryshe That they may knowe that thou art alone that thy name is the Lord and that thou only art the most hyghest ouer all the earth Am̄ ⧠THE TESTAMENT of Moses Deuteronomii the .xxxii. chapiter HArken heauens what I will speake let the earthe heare the woordes of my mouthe lette my doctrynegather and waxe in to rayne my speache maye flowe as the dewe as the shower vpon the grasse and as the droppes vpon the blades of corne for I will call on the name of the Lorde Geue ye magnificence and bountifull prayse vnto our God the woorkes of God bee parfecte al his waies are iudgementes The Lorde is faithfull and without all iniquite iust and right Thei haue offēded hym Thei that were not his children haue offended hym in filthines Thou croked and peruerse generacion dooest yelde these to the Lorde thou foolishe vnwise people Is not he thy father whiche hath possessed thee and made thee created thee Remēbre the olde daies considre eche generacion Aske thy father he shal shew thee thy auncestres and thei shall tell thee when the moste high Lorde deuided the people when he seuered the children of Adam he ordained the endes of peoples a cordyng to the nombre of the children of Israell And the part of the Lorde is his people Iacob is the corde of his enheritaūce He foūde hym in a deserte lande in a place of horroure and hughe wildernesse He compassed hym aboute taught hym and kepte hym as the ball of his iye Like as the Egle prouokyng her birdes to flie and flickeryng vpon theim casteth abrode her wynges taketh vp her birde beareth it vpō her shulders Onely the Lorde was his guyde there was not with hym any straunge God He did set hym vpon an highe lande that he should eate the frutes of the feldes that he should sucke hony of the rocke oyle of the moste harde stone Butter of the kyne milke of yewes with the fatnes of lambes wethers of the children of Basā And the gotes with floure of wheat to drinke the blode of the grape moste pure The beloued was encrassat and winched again engrossed fatted spredde abrode He forsoke god his maker departed frō god his sauiour Thei prouoked hym with straunge goddes stirred hym to anger in their abhominaciōs Thei did sacrifice to deuels not to god to goddes whiche thei knew not New and fresh goddes came whiche their fathers worshipped not The god that begatte thee thou hast forsakē thou hast forgotten the Lord thy creatoure The Lorde sawe it and was stirred to wrathe for their soonnes doughters haue prouoked hym he said I wil hide my face fro thē cōsider the endes of thē for it is a croked generacion the children are vnfaithfull Thei haue prouoked me in hym that was no God and haue angred me with their vanities And I will prouoke theim by theī that is not my people by the foolish Gentiles I will anger theim The fire burned in my furie and it shall brenne to the vttermoste of helle and it shall deuoure the earth with the frute therof and it shal brenne the foundacions of the mountaines I will gather eiuilles vpon theim and myne arowes I wil finish vpon theim Thei shall bee consumed with famyne and the birdes shall deuoure them with moste bitter bityng I will sende vpon theim the tieth of wylde bestes drawyng theim with furie vpon the earthe and of serpentes Without shall the swearde make hauoke of theim and within the young man and also the vjrgin the suckyng childe with the aged manne I saied Wher bee thei I will cause that the memorie of theim shall cease among menne But for because of anger of their enemies I haue differred it lest