Their studie is corrupt and vaine not one of them doth good The lord behelde from heaueÌ„ high the maners of mankinde and saw not one that sought aboute his liuing god to finde Thei went al wide and wer corrupt and truly there was none That in the world dâ—d any good I say there was not one Did thei know god or worship him that were so swiftly leade My people to deuoure and spoyle and eate them vp like breade But thei shal feele a fearful time when god shal saye to them Standing amonge the company of good and righteous men Ye mockt the counsayle of the port on god when thei did cal But thei did put their trust in god and he did helpe them al But who shal giue thâ— people helth and when wilt thou fulfil The promise made to Israel from out of Sion hil And turne their thral to libertie in bonde that long are lad That Iacob may therein reioyce and Israel be glad Domine quis habitahit psalme .xv â–ª To those that leade a godly lyfe the Lorde doth promise rest â–ª The fruites of al their fained faith â–ª are liuely here expreste O Lorde within thy tabernacle who shal inhabit stil Or whoÌ„ wilt thou receiue to rest in thy most holy hill The man whose life is vncorrupte whose works are iust and streight whose hart doth speake the very truth whose tonge doeth no deceipt Nor to his neighbour doth none yll in body goodes or name Ne seketh not to bring his frende to take rebuke and shame That in his hart regardeth not malicious wicked men That at the last I shal be sure my fleshe in hope shal rest Thou wilt not leaue my soule in hel for Lord thou louest me Nor thou wilt not giue thy holy one corruption for to see But rather to the path of life â–ª wilt gladly me restore For at thy right hande is my ioy and shal be euermore Exauds domine psalme xvii Goddes churche mans doctrine doth despise his worde alone to trust The worldly wishe none other wealth but here to liue at lust O Lord heare out my right request attende when I complaine And heare my praier that I put forth with â—ppes that do not faine And let the iudgement of my cause procede alwaye from thee For thou doest ponder and perceiue what thing is equitie Search out and try me in the night and thou shalt nothing finde That I haue spoken with my tongue that was not in my minde But from the wordes of wicked meÌ„ and pathes peruerse and yll For loue of thy most holy worde I haue refrained stil Then thy pathes that be most pure Lord thou maist me preserue That in the waye wherein I walke my steppes may neuer swerue For I do cal to thee O Lorde for succour and for ayde Then here my praier way right wel the wordes that I haue saide Be good to those that trust in thee and in thy faith do stande But pitie not those that resist the power of thy right hande And kepe me Lord as thou woldest kepe the apple of thyne eye And vnder couert of thy winges defende me secretly From wicked men that trouble me and dayly me annoye And from my foes that go aboute my soule for to destroye Which flow in their worldly welth so ful and eke so fatte That in their pride thei do not spare to speake thei care not what thei lie in waite where I should passe with craft me to confounde and musing mischiefes in their minds thei cast their eyes to grounde Much like a Lion gredely that woulde his pray embrace Or lurking like a Lions whelpe within some secrete place Up Lord and ouerturne these folke disperse them like a god Redeme my soule from wicked men whiche are thy sworde and rod. I meane froÌ„ worldly men to whom al worldly goodes are rife That haue no hope nor part of ioye but in this present life But of thy store for to be filde with pleasures to their minde And to haue children vnto whome thei may leaue al behinde But I shal come before thy face both innocent and cleare And al my ioy shal be when thou In glorie shalt appeare Celt enarrant psalme xix Al creatures set gods glorye foorth his worde and law doth fyll The world through out as hony swete conuâ—erting soules from yll THe heauens and the firmament do wonderously declare The glory of god omnipotent his workes and what thei are Eche day declareth his course another day to come And by the night we know likewise a nightly course to cunne There is no langage tong nor spech where their sounde is not heard In al the earth and coastes thereof their knowledge is conferde In them the Lord made royally a settle for the sunne Where like a giaunt ioyfully he might his iourney runne And al the skie from ende to ende he compast rounde aboute No man can hide him from his heate but he wil finde him out So perfect is the lawe of god his testimonie sure Conuerting soules and maketh wise the simple and obscure Iust is the iugement of the lord and gladeth heart and minde Pure his precept and geueth light to eyes that be ful blinde The feare of god is very cleane and doeth endure for euer the iudgementes of the Lord are true and righteous altogether And more to be embrast of thee then fined golde I saye The hony and the hony combe are not so swete as they By them be al thy seruantes taught to haue thee in regarde And in performaunce of the same there shal be great rewarde But Lord what earthly man doeth know how oft he dooeth offende then clense my soule from secret sinne my life that I may mende And kepe me that presuÌ„ptuous syns preuaile not ouer me And then shal I be innocent and great offences flee Accept my mouth eke my harte my wordes and thoughtes eche one For my redemer and my strength O Lord thou art alone Eâ—â—udiâ—t te deus psalme .xx. As god preserued Christ his sonne in trouble and in thrall So when we cal vpon the Lorde he wyll preserue vs all IN trouble and aduersitie the Lord wil heare the still The maiestie of Iacobs God wil thee defende from yll And send thee from his holy place his helpe at euery neede And so in Sion stablishe thee and mak thee stronge in dede Remembring wel the sacrifice that thou to him hast doen And doth receiue right thankefully thine offeringes euerychone According to thy heartes desier the Lorde wil geue to thee And al thy counsaile and deuise ful wel perfourme wil he In thy saluacion we reioyce and magnifie the Lorde That thy petitions and request preserued with his worde the Lord wil his annoynted saue I know wel by his grace And send him helth froÌ„ his right hand out of his holy place In charettes some put confidence and some in horses trust But we remembre God our Lord that kepeth promise iust
thei fal downe flat but we do rise and stande vp stedfastly Now saue and helpe as Lord kinge on thee when we do crye Domine in virtute psalme â–ª xxi Christes kingdome here he doth describe with his eternal power All that rise vp him to resist his right hand shal deuoure O Lord how ioyful is the king in thy strength in thy power How vehemently doth he reioyce in the his sauiour For thou hast geuen vnto him his godlye hartes desyre To him thou hast nothing denied of that he did require thou didst preueÌ„t him with thy giftes and blessinges manifolde And thou hast set vpon his head a crowne of perfect golde and when he asked life of thee thereof thou madest him sure to haue longe life yea such a life euer should endure Great is his glory by thy helpe thy benefite and ayde Great worship and great honor both thou hast vpon hym layde thou wilt geue him filicitie that never shal decay And wilth thy chereful countenaunce wylt comfort him alwaye For why the king strongly doth trust in God for to preuayle therefore his goodnes and his grace wyl not that he shal auayle But let thine enemies fele thy force and those that thee withstande Fynd out thy foes and let theim feele the power of thy ryght hand and lyke an ouen burne them Lorde in fyer flame and fume thyne anger wil destroy them al and fier wyl them consume and thou wilt rote out of the earth theyr fruit that shoulde encrease And from the number of thy folke their sede shal ende and cease For why much mischief did thei muse agaynst thy holy name Yet did thei faile and had no power for to performe the same therefore shalt thou right valiantlye put them to flight and shame And charge thy bowestringes redily against thine enemies face Be thou exalted Lord therefore in thy strength euery houre So shal we sing right solempnely praising thy might and power Ad te domine leuani psalm xxv For ayde against her enemies the faithfull church doth praye For pacience in aduersitie and for the perfecte waye I Lift vp myne harte to thee my God and guyde most iust Now suffer me to take no shame for in thee doe I truste Let not my foes reioyce nor make a skorne of me And let them not be ouerthrowen that put their trust in thee Confounded are al suche whose doinges are but vaine O lorde therefore thy pathes waies declare vnto me plaine Direct me in thy strength and teache me I thee praye Thou art my god and sauioure that helpeth me euery day thy mercies manifolde I pray thee Lord remembre And eke thy pitie plentiful that doth endure for euer Remembre not the faultes and frailtie of my youth Remembre not how ignoraunte I haue been of thy truth Nor after my desertes let me thy mercy finde But of thyne owne benignitie Lorde haue me in thy mynde His mercie is ful swete his trueth the perfect waye Therfore the Lord wil geue a lawe to them that go astraye For al the waies of God are truth and mercie both To them that seeke his testament the witnesse of his trouth Now for thy holy name O Lorde I thee entreate To graunt me pardon for my synne for it is wonderous greate Who so doth feare the Lord the Lord doth him directe To leade his life in such a way as he doth best accepte His soule shal euermore in goodnesse dwel and stande Hys sede and his posteritie enherite shal the lanâ—â— To those that feare the Lorde he is a firmament And vnto them he doth declare his wil and testament My eares and eke my harte to him I wil aduaunce that pluckte my feete out of thâ— snare of wilful ignoraunce With mercy me beholde to thee I make my mone For I am poore and solitarie comfortlesse alone The troubles of my harte are multiplied in deede Bring me out of this miserie necessitie and neede Beholde my pouertie mine anguishe and my paine Remit my sinne and mine offence and make me cleane againe O Lord beholde my foes how they do stil encrease Pursuyng me with deadly hate that faine would liue in pease Preserue and kepe my soule and eke deliuer me And let me not be ouerthrowen because I trust in thee The iust and innocent by me do sticke and stande Because I loke for to receyue my succour at thy hande Deliuer Lord thy folke that be of thy beliefe Deliuer Lord thine Israel from al his paine and griefe Ad te domine clamabo Psalm xxvii This Psalme setteth out the Phariseis with flatryng hartes vncleane And sheweth how god is all our strength by Christ our onely meane O Lord I cal to thee for helpe and if thou me forsake I shal be likened vnto them that fal into the lake The voice of thy supliaunt heare that vnto thee doth crie When I lift vp my hart and handes vnto the heauens hie Repute not me among the sorte of wicked and peruerte that speke right faire vnto their freÌ„ds and thinke ful yl in hearte According to their handie worke as thei deserue in deede And after their inuencions let them receiue their meede Thei not regard the workes of god his lawe ne yet his lore therfore will he their workes them destroye for euermore To render thankes vnto the Lord how great a cause haue I My voyce my praier my complaint that heard so willinglye He is my sheilde and fortitude my buckler in distresse My hope my helpe my heartes relief my songe shal hym confesse He is our strength and our defence our enemies to resist The health and the saluacion of his elect by Christ Thy people and thine heritage thy blessed worde preserue Extol thy floke with faithful foode that thei may neuer swerue Affâ—rte domino psalm xxxix As Dauid dyd the temple decke wyth yearthly Sacrifice So Christes churche with spirituall gyltes Ye must adorne lyke wyse GEue to the Lorde ye potentates and Princes of the worlde Ye raÌ„bes that guide the christen flocke geue laude vnto the Lorde Geue glory to his holy name and honour him alone Worship him in his maiestie within his holy throne His voice doth rule the waters al euen as him selfe doth please He doth prepare the thunder clappes and gouerneth al the seas Of vertue is the voyce of God and wondrous excellent Of ful great purpose and effecte and much magnificent His voice doth breake in Libanus the Cedre trees ful longe which for their hyghnes are coÌ„parde to mightie men and strong whom god wil strike with fearefulnesse and make them al as milde As calues that come to sacrifice or vnicorns ful wilde His voyce deuideth flames of fier and shaketh the wildernesse He maketh the desert quake for feare that called is Cades His voice doth make the wild harts tame and maketh the couert plaine And his temple euery man his glory doth proclaime He stayed the rage of Noes floud and stopped the read sea
in metre Exaltabate domine psalme xxx The church the ghostly Israel Her Lord and God doth prayse Which from the dreade of death and hell Doeth her defende alwayes ALlaude and praise with hart and voyce O Lord I geue to thee Which wilt not see my foes reioyce Nor triumph ouer me O Lorde my god to thee I cride In al my paine and griefe Thou gauest an eare didst prouide To ease me with reliefe Of thy good wil thou hast cald back My soule from hel to saue Thou dost reliue when strength doth lacke To kepe me from the graue sing praise ye sainctes that proue se The goodnes of the Lorde In memorie of his maiestie Reioyse with one accorde For why his anger but a space Doth last and slake againe But yet the fauoure of his grace Foreuer doth remayne though grippes of grief panges ful sore do chaunge vs ouer night The lord to ioye shal vs restore Before the day be light When I enioyed the world at wil Thus would I boast and saye Tushe I am sure to fele none yll This welth shal not decaye For thou O Lord of thy good grace Hadst sent me strength and ayde But when thou turndst awai thy face My mind was sore dismayde Wherfore again yet I crie to thee O Lord of might My god with plaintes I did applie And prayed both day and night what gaine is in in bloud saide I yf death destroye my dayes Doeth dust declare thy maiestie Or yet thy trueth doth prayse ▪ wherefore my god some pitie take O Lord I thee desier Do not thus my soule forsake Of helpe I thee require then didst thou turne my griefe wo Vnto a chereful voyce The mourninge wede thou tokest me fro And madest me to reioyce wherefore my soule vncessauntlye Shal sing vnto thy praise My Lord my god to thee wil I Geue laude and thankes alwayes Exultate iusti psalme lx To prayse the lorde with ioy they ought which are accept through fayth God by hys worde eche thing hath wrought Al mens defence decayeth YE righteous in the Lord reioyce It is a semely sight That vpright men w t thankful voyce Should praise the Lord of might Praise ye the lord with harp song In psalmes and pleasaunt thinges With Lute and instrument among That soundeth oft enue stringes Sing to the Lord a song most newe With courage giue him praise For why his worde is euer trewe His workes and al his wayes To iudgement equitie and right He hath a great good wil And with his giftes he doth delight The earth throughout to fil For by the worde of god alone The heauens al were wrought Their hostes and powers euerichone His breath to passe hath brought the waters great gathered hath he On heapes within the shore And hid them in the depth to be As in an house of store· Al men on erth both least and most Feare ye the Lord his lawe Ye that inhabite in eche cost Dreade him and stand in awe what cōmaunded wrought it was At ones with present spede what he doeth wil is brought to pas with ful effect in dede The counsels of the nacions rude The Lord doth driue to nought He doth defeate the multitude Of their deuise and thought But his decrees continue stil thei neuer slake or swage The mocions of his minde and wil take place in euery age O blest are to whom the Lorde A god and guyde is knowen whō he doth chuse with mere accorde To take them as his owne the Lord from heauen cast his sight On mortal men by bearth Cōsidering from his seate of might The dwellers of the earth the lord i say whose hād hath wrought mans hart and doth it frame For he alone doth know the thought And working of the same A king that trusteth in his host Shal nought preuaile at length The man that of his might doth bost Shal fal for al his strength The heapes of horsemen eke shal fail their sturdie stedes shal sterue the strength of horse shal not preuaile the rider to preserue But lo the eyes of god are bent And watche to ayde the iuste with such as feare him to offende And on his goodnes trust that he from death and al distres May set their soules from dreade And if that darth the lande oppresse in hunger them to fede wherfore our soule doth stil depend On god our strength and stay He is the shielde vs to defende And driue al dartes away Our soule in god hath ioy and game Reioysing in his might For why in his most holy name We hope and much delight therfore let thy goodnes O Lorde Stil present with vs bee ▪ As we alwayes one accorde Doe only trust in thee Quem admodum desiderat psal xlii the faithful soule afflicted here Doth sigh complaine and crie Vnto the Lord for to drawe nere Whom wicked men defie Lyke as the hart doth breth braye the wel springes to obtaine So doth my soule desier alwaye with thee Lorde to remaine My soule doth thirst and would draw nere The liuing god of might O when shal I come and appere In presence of his sight the teares al times are my repast ▪ which from mine eyes do slide when wicked men crie out so faste where now is god their guyde For comfort this I cal to minde And stretch my strength abrode that with the holy I shal finde Health in the house of God Enioying with a ioyful voyce There ful quiet and rest As with a sort that do reioyce And celebrate a feast My soule why art thou sad sower why troublest me so sore trust in the lorde praise his power That doth thy health restore when tha◠my soule in me O Lord Doth fainte I thinke vpon The land of Iordane and recorde the litle hil Hermon One griefe another in doth cal As cloudes burst out their voyce the floudes of euils that doe fal Run ouer me with noyse But yet the Lorde of his goodnes Doth helpe at al assayes wherefore ech night I wil not cease The liuing god to prayse I am perswaded thus to say to him with pure pretence O Lord thou art my god and stay My rocke and my defence why do I then in pensiuenes Hanging the head thus walke while that mine enemies me opresse And vexe me with their talke ▪ For why thei pearse my inward parts with panges to be abhorde whē thei crie out w t stubburne hartes where is thy god thy Lorde ▪ so sone why dost thou faint quail◠My soule with paynes opprest w t thoughtes why dost thy self assaile So lore within thy brest trust in the lord thy god alwayes And thou the time shalt see to geue him thanks w t laude praise For health restorde to thee Quid gloriaris Psalm .iii. The wicked that the Lord despise And trust in worldlye strength With such as vse deceipt and lyes Shal be destroyed at length WHy doest thy tyrant
bost abrode thy wicked workes to prayse Doest thou not know there is a god whose strength doth last alwaies â–ª why doth thy mynde yet stil deuise Such wicked willes to warke thy tonge vntrue in forging lies is like a rasoure sharpe Of mischiefe why thou set doest mind And wilt not walke vpright thou hast more lust tales to finde then bring the truth to lyght thou dost delight in fraude guile in craft deceit and wronge thy lips haue lernd the flattering stile O false deceitful tonge therfore shal god thy strength coÌ„fonÌ„d And pluck thee from thy place thy sede rotes from of thy ground At ones he shal deface the iust when they beholde thy fal with feare wil praise the Lorde And in reproche of thee withal Crie out with one accorde behold the maÌ„ which would not take the lord for his defence But of his goods his god did make And trust his owne pretence But I an Oliue fresh and grene Shal sping and spreade abrode For why my trust al times hath been Vpon the liuing god For therfore wil I geue prayse To him with hart and voyce I wil set forth his name alwayes where in his sainctes reioyce Deus venerunt psalme lxxix Here are set forth the soore assaultes â–ª The wicked men inuent Agaynst gods church which sheweth her faults And doth to hym lament O Lord the Gentils do inuade Thine heritage to spoyle Hierusalem an heape is made Thy temple they defoyle the bodies of thy sainctes most dere Abrode to birdes they cast The flesh of such as do thee feare They beastes deuour and wast their bloud throughout Ierusalem As water spilte they haue So that there is not one of them To lay their dead in graue Thus are we made a laughing stocke Almost the world throughout The enemies at vs iest and mocke Which dwel our cosâ—es aboute wilt thou O Lord thus in thine yre Against vs euer fume And shew thy wrath as hote as fyre Thy folke for to consume Vpon those people powre the same which did thee neuer knowe Al such as cal not on thy name Consume and ouerthrowe For thei haue got the vpper hande And Iacobs sede destroyed His habitacion and his lande By them is sore annoyed Beare not in mind our former faultes With spede some pitie show And ayde vs lord in al assaultes For we are weake and lowe O god that geuest health and grace On vs declare the same way not our works our sinnes deface For honour of thy name why shal the wicked stil alwaye To vs ss people dumme In thy reproche reioyce and saye Where is their god become Requier O lorde as thou seest good Before our eyes in sight Of al their folke thy seruantes bloud which thei spilte in despite Receiue into thy sight in haste The clamours griefe and wronge Of such as are in prison cast Sustaining yrons stronge Thy force and strength to celebrat Lord set them out of bande â–ª which vnto death are destinate And in their enemies hande The nacions which haue ben so bold As to blaspheme thy name Into their lappes with seuen folde Repay againe the same So we thy folke thy pasture shepe wil praise thee euermore And teach al ages for to kepe For thee like praise in store Deus stetit psalme lxxxii God doth rebuke the worldlye wyse And tel them al theyr due To such as wil his wordes despise He sheweth shal ensue AMid the prease with meÌ„ of might The Lord him self did stande To pleade the cause of truth right with iudges of the lande How longe saied he wil ye procede False iudgement to awarde And haue respect for loue or mede The wicked to regarde Where as of due ye should defende The fatherles and weake And when the pore man doth coÌ„tende In iudgement iustly speake yf ye be wise defende the cause Of poore men in their righte And ridde the nedie from the clawes Of tyrauntes force and might but nothing wil thei knowe or lerne in vaine to theym I talke Thei wil not see or ought discerne But stil in darkenes walke wherefore be sure the time wil come Sence ye such waies do take that al the earth from the bottome My might shal moue and shake I had decreed it in my sight As goddes to take you al And children to the most of might For loue I dyd you call But not withstanding ye shal dye As men and so decaye Like tyrauntes I shal you destroye And plucke you quite awaye Vp Lord let the strength be knowen And iudge the worlde with might For all nacions are thyne owne To take them as thy right Lauda anima mea â–ª psalme cxlvi A praise of god in him alone 〈◊〉 folke shoulde hope and trust And not of worldly men of whome The chiefe shal turne to dust MY soule praise thou y e lord alwaies My god I wil confesse while breath life prolong my daies My mouth no time shal cease trust not in worldlye princes then Though thei abounde in wealth Nor in the sonnes of mortal men in whome there is no health For why their breth doth sone depart To earth anone they fal And then the counsails of their harte Decay and perishe al. O happie is that man I saye whome Iacobs God doth ayde And he whose hope doeth not decaye But on the Lorde is stayed which made the earth waters depe The heauens high withal which doth his word promise kepe in trueth and euer shal with right alwaies he doeth procede For such as suffer wronge The poore and hungrie he doth feede And leuse the fetters stronge the lord doth ease the blind with sight The lame to limmes restore The lord I say doth loue the right And iust man euermore He doth defende the fatherlesse The straunger sad in harte And quite the widow from distres And al yl wayes subuerte Thy Lord and god eternally O Syon stil shal raygne in time of al posteritie For euer to remayne Finis ¶ Imprinted at London in Fletestrete ouer against the Cundit at the signe of the Sunne by Edwarde Whit-churche
his heritage thâ— yoÌ„ge men wer deuoured with fier maides had no mariage and with the sword the priestes also did perishe euerychone And not a widowe left a liue theyr faulte for to bemone And then the Lord began to wake like one that slepte a tyme Or like a souldiour that had been refreshed wel with wyne with emerauldes in the hinder partes he strake his enemies al And put them then vnto a shame that was perpetual Then he the tent and tabernacle of Ioseph did refuse As for the tribe of Ephraim he would in no wise chuse But chose the tribe of Iuda where as he thought to dwel Euen the mount of Syon which he did loue so wel Whereas he did his temple buylde both sumpteouslye and sure Like to the grouÌ„d which he had made for euer to endure Then chose he Dauid him to serue hys people for to kepe Which he toke vp and brought away euen from the foldes of shepe As he did folow the ewes with yong the Lord did hym auaunce To fede his people of Israel and his enheritaunce Then Dauid with a faithful hart hys flocke and charge did feede And prudently with al his power did gouerne them in dede Benedic anima mea Psalm lxxiiii To god for all his benefites we render thankes eche one Who knoweth the frayletie of vs all and helpeth vs alone MY soule giue laude vnto y e lorde my spirite shal do the same And al the secretes of my harte prayse ye hys holy name geue thanks to god for al his giftes shew not your self vnkinde And suffer not his benefites to slippe out thy minde That gaue the pardon for thy syn and thee restored againe For al thy weake and frayle disease and healed thee of thy paine that did redeme thy life from death from which thou couldest not flee His mercy and compassion both he did extende to thee that filled with goodnes thy desyre and did prolonge thy youth Like as the Eagle casteth her byl wherby her age reneweth the Lord with iustice doth reuenge al such as be opprest The pacience of the perfect man is tourned to the best His waies his coÌ„maundemeÌ„tes to Moyses he did showe His counsels eke with his consentes the Israelytes do knowe the Lord is kynd and mercyful when synners do hym greue The slowest to conceyue a wrath and redyest to forgeue He chydeth not vs continually though we be ful of strife Nor kepe our faultes in memorie for al our synneful lyfe Nor yet according to our synnes the Lord doth vs regarde Nor ofter our iniquities he doth vs not rewarde But as the space is woÌ„derous great twixt earth and heauen aboue So is his goodnes much more large to them that doo hym loue He doth remoue our synnes from vs and our offences al As farre as is the Sunne rysyng ful distaunce from hys fal And loke what pitie parentes dere vnto theyr chyldren beare Lyke pitie beareth the Lord to suche as worship hym in feare The lord that made vs knoweth our shape our moulde and fashion iust How weake and fraile our nature is and how we be but dust And how the tyme of mortal men is lyke the witheryng haye Or lyke the floure ryght fayre in field that fadeth ful soone awaye Whose glosse and beautye stormye wyndes do vtterly disgrace And make that after theyr assaultes such blossomes haue no place But yet the goodnes of the Lorde wyth hys shal euer shal euer stande Theyr childrens children doe receyue his righteousnes at hande That thei might kepe their promises wyth al theyr whole desier And not forget to do the thyng that he dyd them requyre The heauens high are made y e seat and fote stole of the Lord And by hys power Imperyal he gouerneth al the worlde ye angels and vertuous men laude ye the Lorde I say That ye maye both fulfyl his hestes and to hys wordes obaye His host and eke his ministers cease not to laude him stil And ye also that execute hys pleasure and hys wyl Let al youre workes in euery place geue laude vnto the Lorde My hart my minde and eke my soule shal therevnto accorde Ad dominum cum psalme cxx The good men crye and much lament that they so longe doo dwell In companye of carnal men â–ª the sonnes of Ismael IN trouble and in thral Vnto the Lord I cal And he doth me comforte Delyuer me I say From lyers lyppes alwaye And tonge of false reporte How hurtful is the thyng Or els how doth it styng The tonge of such a lyer It hurteth no lesse I wene Then arrowes sharpe and kene Of hote consumynge fyre alas to longe I dwel Wyth the sonne of Ismael That Cedar is to name By whome the folke elect and al of Isaackes secte are put open shame Wyth them that dyd peace haâ—e I came a peace to make and set a quiet lyfe But when my wordes were tolde Causelesse I was controlde By them that woulde haue stryfe Ad te leâ—â—â—i psalme cxxiii The poore in spirite wayte for the Lorde tyll they some grace attayne The proude and wealthy Pharisâ—â—â— the symple folke disdayne O Lord that heauen doest possesse I lift vp mine eyes to thee Euen as she seruaunt lifteth his his maisters handes to see As handmaids watch their maistees hands some grace for to atcheue So we beholde the Lord or God til he do vs forgeue Lord graunt vs thy compassion and mercy in thy sightâ— For we be filled and ouercome with hatred and despight Our mindes be sluffed with greate rebuke the rich and worldly wise Do make of vs their mocking storke the proude doo vs despise Beati omnes psalme .cxxxviii. God blesseth with his benefites â–ª the mâ—n and eke the wife That in his wayes doe rightly walke and feare him al their life BLessed art thou that fearest god and walkest his waye For of thy labour thou shalt eat happye arte thou I saye Like fruitful vines on thy house sides so doth thy wife sprynge out Thy children stand like oliue buddes thy table rounde aboute Thus art thou blest that fearest god and he shal let thee see The promised Ierusalem and his felicitie Thou shalt thy childres childreÌ„ see to thy great ioyes encrease Full quietly in Israel to passe their tyme in peace FINIS ⧠Here endeth the Ppsalmes drawen into Engishe Metre by mayster Sterneholde To the Reader THou hast here gentle reader vnto the psalmes that were drawen into English metre by maister Sternehold .vii. mo adioyned not to th entent thei shuld be fathered on the dead maÌ„ and so through his estimation be the more highly estemed But to chiefely fill vp a place whiche elles shoulde haue bene voyde that the boke maye rise to his iuste volume And partlye for that thei are fruitful and comfortable vnto a christian minde Wherefore if thou good reader shalt accept and take this my doinge in good part I haue my heartes desyre herein Farewel I. H. Psalmes of Dauid