ane day i xiii e ij ij f iij  g  iiij x A  v  b The 10. day Martine Luther was borne in Islebia the Èeir of Christ. 1483. vi xviii c vij vij d viij  e  ix xv f  x iiij g S. Martine in Dunbar in Câ—â—â—per of Fyfe and in HaÌ„miltoun ane Fair. xi  A xii xij b xiij j c Decembris xiiij  d The 15. day Ieroboam efter the defectioun of the ten Trybes from Roboam erectit ij Goldin Calues in Dan and Bethell and causit the pepill to ga worship thaine that thay suld not go vp to Ierusalem 1. Kings 12. xv ix e xvj  f xvij xvij g xviij vj A xix  b xx xiiij c xxj iij d xxij  e  xxiij xi f  xxiiiâ—â— xix g S. Katherene in Dunfermling ane Fair. xxv  A xxvi xviij b  xxvij  c  xxviij xvi d  xxix x e S. Andro in S. â—â—ohnstoun â–ª in Peblis in Sarâ—â—ndrois and in Chirnesyde in the Mers ane Fair. xxx DeceÌ„ber xxxi dayis xiii f  i ii g  ij  A  iij x b  iiij  c  v xiiii d S. Nicolas in Abirdene a fair vi vii e  vij  f Lady day in the west wemis ane fair viij xv g ix iiii A  x  v Sone in Capricorne xi xii c  xij j d Luce schortest day xiij  e Ianuarâ—â— xiiij ix f at viij and ane quarter and ane quarter bâ—â—foir iiij xv  g xvi xvii A  xvij vi b  xviij  c  xix xiiii d  xx iii c Thomas Aposâ—â—le xxi  f  xxij xi g  xxiij  A  xxiiij  b Èœule day xxv viii c S. Steuin xxvi  d S. Iohne Euangell xxvij xvi e Innocentis day xxviij v f  xxix  g  xxx xiiii A  xxxi The Lamentatioun of a Sinner O LORD in thee is all my trust giue eare vnto my wofull cry Refuse me not that am vniust bot bowing doun thy heauenly eye Behald how I do still lament my sinnes quhairin I do offend O Lord for thame sall I be shent sen thee to please I do intend No no not so thy will is bent to deale with sinners in thyne ire Bot quhen in hart thay fall repent thow grantst with speid thair iust desyre To the thairfoir still sall I cry To washe a way my sinfull cryme Thy blude O Lord is not Èit dry bot that thow may help me in tyme For quhy whill I on eirth remaine opprest allace with wo and greif My febill hart plunged in paine doth sigh and sew for thy releif Sweit Christ will thow not then appeir to comfort thame that comfort laike will thow not bow thyne eir to heir Lord Iesus cum and be not slake For then fall thyne ressaue thair rest thair ioy thair blys thair perfite peice And se thy face of treasure best O Lord that dois our ioyes incres Then sall thow giue those Nobilll crownes Qu hilk thine aw in blud hes deirly bocht Then sall those Psalmes and hie Renownes Begeuin in grace most richely wrocht Then sall thy Saintes redemed deir from baill to blys remoued be And sweitest Christ thy sweit voyce heir cum vnto me Babes cum to me Cum Reigne in ioye Eternallie cum reigne in blys that hes na end Cum thairfoir Lord cum Christ we pray our pressed greif with speid amend Haste thee O Lord haste thee I say to powre on me the giftes of grace That quhen this lyfe musâ—â— slit away in heuin with the I may haue place Quhair thow dost reigne Eternally with God quhilk once did doun thee send Quhair Angels sings continually to thee be praise warld without end So be it ¶ THE PROLOGVE PAVLE writand to the Colloss in his thrid Chap. sayis let the word of God dwel in Èow plenteouslie in all wisdoÌ„e teiching and exhorting our awin selfis with Psalmes hymnis and spirituall saÌ„gis quhilkis haue lufe to God fauouris his word We haue heir ane plane Text that the word of God Incressis plenteouslie in vs be singing of the Psalmes and spiritual sangis and that speciallie amaÌ„g Èoung personis and sic as ar not exercisit in the Scriptures for thay wil soner consaue the trew word nor quhen thay heir it sung in Latine the quhilks thay wait not quhat it is Bot quhen thay heir it sung into thair vulgar touÌ„g or singis it thame selfis with sweit melodie then sal thay â—â—fe thair Lord God with hart and minde â–ª and cause them to put away baudrie vnclene sangis Pray God Amen ¶ The text of the Catechisme THE text of the Catechisme or Instructioun of Christiane men quhilk is necessarie till euerie man that wald be sauit to knaw and exercise thame selfis daylie thairin contening the ten commandementis of God the twelf articklis of our Faith the Lordis prayer of our Baptisme and of the Lordis Supper â–ª And first the ten commandementis of God at thay ar writtin in Exodus the twentie Chapter I Am the Lord thy God quhilk haue brocht the out of the land of Egypt and furth of the hous of bondage Thow sall haue nane vther godis befoir my face Thow sall not mak to thy self ony grauin Image nor the similitude of ony thing that is in heuin aboue nor in the eirth beneth nor in the watter vnder the eirth thow sall not bow 〈◊〉 to them nor worschip them For I the Lord thy God am a Ielous God and visâ—â—is the sinnes of the Fatheris vpon the Children vnto the thrid and fourt generatioun of them that hait me and schew mercie vnto thousandis of theÌ„ that lufe me and keipis my commandementis Thow sall not tak the Name of the Lord thy God in vane Remember that thow keip haly the Sabboth day Honour thy Father and thy Mother Thow sall do na Murther Thow sall not commit Adulterie Thow sall not steill Thow sall not beir fals witnes aganis thy Nichtbour Thow sall not couet thy Nichtbouris hous thow sall not couet thy Nichtbouris wyfe nor his seruand nor his Mayd nor his Ore nor his Asse nor ony thing that is thy Nichtbouris ¶ The threitning of God maid to them that brekis his commandementis and his promeis maid to them that keipis them Deut. xvij Cursit ar thay that continewis not in all the wordis of this Law to do them and all the pepil sall say Amen Exod. xx Chap. ¶ The twelf Articklis of our Faith as thay war writtin be the Apostillis to the thre persones in Trinitie I Beleue in God the Father almichtie maker of heuin and eird And in Iesus Christ his only sone our Lord. Quhilk was consauit be the haly Gaist borne of the Uirgine Mary Sufferit vnder Ponce Pylate was crucifyit deid and buryit and discendit
that Èe leir Remember alwayis that schort be Èour dayis The day of the Lord drawis neir That day sall horribill be and eik terribill â–ª Quheâ—â— that Iust Iudge sall appeir In his birnand Ire to iudge the warld with fyre The day of the Lord drawis neir At ane Trumpet blast we sall be all agast Heuin â–ª hell eird â–ª sall it heir Syne stand befoir the Iuge without ony refuge The day of the Lord drawis neir We sall giue rekning of our sinfull leuing We haue spendit in all maneir As we haue deseruit sa sall we be seruit The day of the Lord drawis neir That day the faithfull salbe richt Ioyfull Befoir Christ quhen thay compeir â–ª Bot the vnfaithfull salbe richt wofull Quhen the Lordis sentence drawis neir To vnbelenaris all this sentence giue he sall With Ire and awfull cheir Pas Èe to the hell with Deuillis to dwell The heuin Èe sall neuer cum neir The Iust sall all stand euin at his richt hand Defendit from all dangeir To quhome he sail say richt sweitly that day The sentence quhill drawis neir Cum heir my Eleâ—â— and my awin sweit Sect Èœour hyre sall not be in weir Baith Saull and body in heuin Eternallie Thay sall dwell with me richâ—â— neir Quhairfoir I do call 〈…〉 To ryis and be neuer sweir Bot euer bewar of the wofull snair The day of the Lord drawis neir A walk ay and pray baith in nicht and day To Christ that coft vs all deir To be our mediatour in that feirfull hour Quhen the day of the Lord drawis neir FINIS BLENK in this Mirrour man and mend For heir thow may thy exempill se To all mankynde it is weill kend That euer come hidder that he mon die And fra this dome he may not â—â—e Suppois he haue land and gold to spend Array Èow all and reddy be Blenk in this Mirrour man and mend Heir is the ressoun quha lykis to reid This day thow was ane King with Croun The morne cummis deith withouttin dreid Commandis the to his presoun Richt suddanely he drawis the doun Thow wait that thow mon with him wend Thairfoir leif weill be reddy bowne Blenk in this Mirrour man and mend Thair is nane in stait sa hie Prince King nor Empreour Fra this dome ane fute may â—â—le For all his gold and his valour Thairfoir thow blenk in this Mirrour That is graciouslie to the send Think on the sweit and al 's the sour Blenk in this Mirrour man and mend Behald now to thir men of micht That mekill hes and wald haue mair And to thair sembling â—â—ak gude sichâ—â— How that thay pas away sa bair And set not by how that we fair That winnis all that thay spend Richt busilie baith lait and air Blenk in this Mirrour man and mend Sen thow wait that thow mon pas And thow wait nouther quhen nor quhair And thy body sall turne in Asse That thow now feidis vp sa fair Confes thy sinnis les and mair Unto thy God or thow hyne wend And till him leyne for euer mair Blenk in this Mirrour man and mend FINIS O MAN ryse vp and be not sweir Prepair aganis this gude new Èeir My new Èeir gift thow hes in stoir Sen I am he that coft the deir Gif me thy hart I ask no moir Gif me thy hart for I suld haue it It is my richt thairfoir I craif it To win the samin I sufferit soir And now am reddy to ressane it Gif me thy hart I ask no moir I am the Lord maid the of nocht Lyke my awin Image hes the wrocht The to all frelage I did restoir Sen my dart blude thy hart hes bocht Gif me thy hart I ask no moir I come in eirth and thair did dwell I send na message bot my sell The to releif of deidly soir Sen I haue fred the from the hell Gif me thy hart I ask no moir I haue the fred from all thirlage And hes preparit thyne heritage Quhair deith sall neuer the deuoir And now am cummin to craif my wage Gif me thy hart I ask no moir Bewar I am ane Ielous God I am na Image stock nor wod Thairfoir giue nane of thay my gloiâ—â— Sen 〈◊〉 heuin mon be the rod Gif me thy hart I ask no moir Let be thy sculptill honouris vaine Quhilkis ar confouudie and prophaine And swa ar all dois them adoir 〈◊〉 testifyis Dauid in Scripture plaine 〈◊〉 thy hart I ask no moir 〈…〉 thow hes offendit Contrair my Law thy lyfe hes spendit My mercy is reddy Èit as of befoir In this new Èeir all may be amendit Gif me thy hart I ask no moir FINIS O MAN Behald this warldis vaniteis The Ioy of it I wait is fantasie Thairfoir bewar my counsell now it is Be glaid in God for doutles thow mon die Think thow art cum wait not quheÌ„ to pas Think thow moÌ„ change wait not quhair to be Think quhy thow come quhat thy erand was Be weill auysit for doutles thow mon die Auise the weill â–ª quhill thow hes tyme space Exempill tak daylie as thow may se Quhen deith cummis thair is na vther grace Bot Èeild the than for doutles thow mon die Èœeild the to God with humbill hart contrite In Cheritie lufe as thow wald lufit be Gif thow wald leif without this warldis despite Remember on this for doutles thow mon die Remember vpon thy God Omnipotent That is and was and euer moir salbe And for thy sin he saikleslie was schent Be kynde againe for doutles thow mon die Be kynde againe for heuin Celestiall Quhair gloir and Ioy without end sall be Be kynde and dreid the cruell paine of hell Theus thee the ane for doutles thow mon die FINIS SEN throw vertew Incressis dignitie And vertew is flour and rute of Nobles ay Of ony wit or quhat estait thow be His steppis follow and dreid for none effray Eiect vice â–ª and follow treuth alway Lufe maist thy God that first thy lufe began And for ilk Inche he will quyte the ane span Be not ouir proude in thy prosperitie For as it cummis sa will it pas away The tyme to compt is schort thow may weill se. For of grene gres sone cummis wallowit hay Labour in treuth quhilk suith is of thy fay Traist maist in God for he best gyde the can And for ilk Inche he will the quyte ane span Sen word is thrall â–ª and thocht is only fre Thow dant thy toung that power hes and may Thow steik thy Ene fra warldis vanitie Refraine thy lust and harkin quhat I say Graip or thow slyde and keip furth the hie way Thow hald the fast vpon thy God and man And for ilk Inche he will the quyte ane span FINIS ¶ Quod King Iames the first THE TABILL ¶ A. ALL Meit and
into hell The thrid day he rais againe from the deid He ascendit into heuin and sittis at the richt hand of God the Father almichtie And efter sall cum to Iudge the quicke and the deid I Beleue in the haly Gaist The haly Kirk vniuersall the communioun of Saintes The Remissioun of Sinnis The Resurrectioun of the body And life Euerlasting So be it ¶ The Lordis prayer as it is writtin in the 6. Chap. of Mathew quhilk Christ leirnit vs to pray contening sex petitiounis and all thingis necessarie for vs. c. OVR Father that art in heuin hallowit be thy Name Thy Kingdome cum Thy will be done in eirth as it is in heuin Giue vs this day our daylie breid Forgiue vs our trespassis as we forgiue them that trespas aganis vs. And leid vs not into temptatioun Bot deliuer vs from euill For thine is the Kingdome the power and the glorie for euer Amen ¶ Of our Baptisme GO Èour way and teiche all Natiounis and Baptise them in the Name of the Father of the Sone and of the haly Gaist Math. xvj Chap. Go Èour way into all the warld and preiche the Euangell till all creatures and quha that beleuis and is Baptisie sall be saif bot quha beleuis not sal be condempnit ad Titum Cap. â—â— Not for the workis of righteousnes that we haif wrocht bot efter his greit mercie God hes sauit vs be the fontane of the new birth and renewing of the haly Gaist quhilk hâ—â— sched on vs aboundaÌ„tly throw Iesus Christ our Sauiour that we being maid richteous be his grace suld be airis of Eternall life according to hope this is trew Rom. vj. Thairfoir we ar buryit with Christ be Baptisme into deid like as Christ was rasit fra deid be the glorie of his Father euin sa we also suld walk in a new life ¶ The Lordis Supper as it is writtin in the first Epistil to the Cor. ij Chap. THAT quhilk I haue deliuerit vnto Èow I ressauit of the Lord for the Lord Iesus the same nicht in the quhilk he was betrayit tuke the breid brak it gaue thankis and said Tak Èe eit Èe this is my body quhilk is brokin for Èow do Èe this in remembrance of me Efter the same maner also he tuke the coupe quhen the Supper was done and said This coupe is the new Testament in my blude do this al 's oft as Èe drink it in the remembrance of me for al 's oft as Èe sall eit of this breid and drink of this coupe Èe sall declair the Lordis deith vntill his cumming Quhairfoir quhasaeuer sall eit of this breid and drinke of this coupe of the Lord vnworthely salbe gyltie of the body and blude of the Lord. Bâ—â—t let euerie man examine him self let him eit of this breid and drink of this coupe For he that eitis and drinkis vnworthely eitis and drinkis his awin dampnatioun becaus he makis na difference of the Lordis body and blude ¶ The power of binding and lowsing grantit to the trew preicheris of Goddis word Mathew xvj Chapter THE keyis of heuin wil I giue vnto the quhat saeuer thow sal bind vpon the eird salbe bouÌ„d also in heuin and quhatsaeuer thow sall louse vpon the eird sall be lowsit also in heuin Quhais sinnis Èe forgiue ar forgeuin vnto them quhais sinnis Èe retene ar retenit vnto them ¶ Heir followis the Catechisme put in meter to be sung with the tune and first the ten Commandementis MOYSES vpon the Mont Sinay with the greit God spak face for face Fastand and prayand buâ—â— delay The tyme of fourtie dayis space O God be mercyfull to vs. And God gaue him thâ—â—r ten Commandis To teiche to mankinde euerie one And wrait them with his awin handis Twyse on twa Tabillis maid of stone O God be mercyfull to vs. j I am thy God allanerlie Serue me in feir and faith thairfoir worschip na kinde of Imagerie And giue na creature my gloir O God be mercyfull to vs. ij Tak not the Name of God in vaine Bot let Èour talk be nay and Èe Except ane Iudge do Èow constraine To testifie the veritie O God be mercyfull to vs. iij wirk na euill wark on haly day Fle from all sinfull lust and sleuth walk and be sober fast and pray Heir hun that preiche the word of treuth O God be mercyfull to vs. iiij Honour thy Elders and them suâ—â—plie Gif that thair neid of thee requyre Obey all Iudges in their degre Ordand ouir the to haue Impyre O God be mercyfull to vs. v Thow sall not slay in na kin wyse In counsell thocht nor outward deid Be thow ane Iudge or on ane Syse In Iudgement ordourly proceid O God be mercyfull to vs. vj Commit na kinde of Licherie Bot leif ane chaist and sober lyfe want thow the gift of Chaistitie Burne not in lust bot wed ane wyfe O God be mercyfull to vs. vij Commit na thift na man thow reif Leif on thy wage thy rent or wark Hald na manis geir let nane the craif Beg not and thow be haill and stark O God be mercyfull to vs. viij Beir na witnes with fals report In contrair Iust and richteous men Defaine na man in ony sort Suppois his fault or vice thow ken O God be mercyfull to vs. ix Thy Nichtbouris wyfe hous heritage Thow couet not â–ª to the or wis â–ª His hors â–ª his Ore his Mayd nor Page Nor ony gudis that is his O God be mercyfull to vs. x Our poysound nature allace thairfoir Can neuer mair this Law fulfill Bot greuand God ay moir and moir And can not wirk his godly will O God be mercyfull to vs. Then quhy to vs gaue God this Law The quhilk be na way we can keip That we be it our Sin suld knaw Repent and mend and for it weip O God be mercyfull to vs. Trew Faith in Christ wirkand be lufe Sall saue vs from the fyre of hell Tâ—â—ocht Goddis Angell wald vs reâ—â—ruâ—â—e As falâ—â— and curst Èe him expell O God be mercyfull to vs. ¶ Of our Beleif WE trow in God allanerlie Full of all micht and Maiestie Maker of heuin and eird sa braid Quhilk hes him self our Father maid And we his Sonnis ar in deid He will vs keip in all our neid Baith saull and body to defend That na mischance sall vs offend He takis cure baith day and nicht To saue vs throw his godly micht Fra Saâ—â—hanis subteltie and slicht we trow in Iesus Christ his Sone God lyke in gloir our Lord alone Quhilk for his mercy and his grace wald man be borne to mak our â—â—eace Of Mary Mother Uirgin chaist Consauit be the haly Gaist And for our saik on croce did die Fra Sin and hell to mak vs fre â–ª And rais from deith throw his Godherd Our Mediator and our remeid Sall cum
is nocht graithit for the Gif thow can mak thy self supplie Will thow thy sinfull life confes And with this wark thy faith expres Sa ar Èe worthie small and greit And it sall strenth Èour faith perfite And thow sall thankfull be thairfoir And loue thy God for euermoir Thy Nichtbour lufe and al 's supplie His neid as Christ hes done for thee ¶ Certaine Graces to be sung or said befoir or efter meit ALL meit and drink was creat be the Lord Ressauie for to be with thankfulnes Til all faithful knawers of the trew word To satisfie thair neid with sobernes All fude is gude the quhilk God creat hes And not to be refusit ony day Only to God geuing the louing ay Be prayer and be Goddis word all meit Unto the clene all thingis is clene to eit Thairfoir we pray his godly Maiestie To blys our meit and all our companie And saif vs fra erces and drunkinnes Efter our meit to thank his gentilnes CHRIST leirnit vs on God how we suld call And bad vs pray syne hecht to heir vs all Our Father God quhilk is in heuin sa hie Thy glorious Name with vs mot hallowit be Let cum to vs thy Kingdomâ—â— and thy gloir Thy will mot be fulfillit euermoir In eird as it is in heuin but variance Giue vs this day our daylie sustenance Forgiue our dettis for Christis paine and smart As we forgiue our detteris with our hart And leid vs not into temptatioun Bot for Christ Iesus bitter passioun Delyuer vs from euillis Spirituall And corporall now and perpetuall Saif vs gude Lord for thy promeis deuyne For Kingdome power gloir and all is thyne WE thank our God baith kynde and liberall His grace and mercy dois euer Indure He genis sustentatioun to vs all To man and beist and euerie creature And he allone dois frid baith riche and pure Thairfoir to God be gloir allanerlie Throw Iesus Christ we thank him hartfullie ALL Creature on the Lord dependis Thair sustenance for to ressane of the Thair meit drink in tyme to them thow sendis Thow oppinnis furth thy hand full graciously And satisfyis all flesche aboundantly Blys vs gude Lord into thir giftis gude Quhilk thow hes geuin to be our daylie fude. TO our gude God of warldis Lord and King Full of mercy â–ª only trew and wyse Be louing honour gloir without ending Kingdome Impyre hiest renoun and pryse With mynde and mouth giue we ane thousand syse All gloir to him quhilk alone worthie is Asking for Christ to bring vs to his blis WE thank the God of thy gudnes Throw Iesus Christ our gracious Lord For thy greit mercy and gentilnes Quhilk teidis vs with thy sweit word Sen all that euer tuke lyfe of the Thow satisfyis aboundantlie We praise the all with ane accord As thow hes fed this sinfull flesche Quhilk sone sall die and turne in asse Siclyke the sillie saull refresche The quhilk Immortall creat was God for thy grace and mercy greit Grant vs ane steidfast faith perfite And in thy gloir with the to pas To God on heich be louing maist Quhilk lowsis sin allanerlie Till all that will repent and traist On Iesus Christ his Sone onlie Thow makis them thy Sone and air Throw him thow will them saif from tair To quhome be gloir Eternallie ¶ Certaine spirituall sangis togidder with ane confessioun of sin and ane prayer SORE I complaine of Sin And with King Dauid weip I feill my hart within The wraith of God full deip I wyte my greit trespas Is caus of all my wo Quhair with God greuit was Full sore and oft also O God I me confes Ane sinfull creature Full of all wretchiâ—â—nes Fragill vaine vyle and pure Thair is na gude in me Bot pryde lust and desyre And warldis vanitie The way to hellis fyre Except God do me saue From hell and endles paine My sin will me dissaâ—â—e Quhilk I can not refraine My only hope and traist Help my fragillitie My sinnes to detest Resistand constantlie O Cast me not away For my grit sinne o Lord I grant my vices all Blasphemit hes thy word God for thy grit mercie And Christis woundis wyde Ane steidfast Faith grant me Allone to be my gyde Christ Goddis Sone allone Uictour of deid and hell Thow tuke my nature one My sinnis to expell And gaif thy self to plaige Me Catiue to conuoy To my richt heritage From paine to heuinlie ioy Thy seruand Lord defend â–ª Quhome thow hes bocht sa deir Trew preichours to me send Thy word to schaw me cleir Lat me my lyfe amend And thairin perseueir Grant me ane blyssit end Quhen I sall part from heir O Lord God haly Spreit Full of benignitie Trew Christis promeis sweit Teiche me the veritie Expell my Ignorance My sinnis mortiâ—â—ie Grant me perseuerance Unto the end trewlie FINIS ¶ Ane sang of our corrupt nature and the only remeid thairof WE wretchit sinners pure Our sin hes vs forlorne Thairin all creature consauit is and borne Sin hes wrocht vs sic paine That we without remeid Condempnit or and slane to hell the deuil deid Lord haue mercy on vs Christ haue mercy c. Our warkis can nocht be As dois the Law requyre Nor Èit can satisfie our Fatheris wraith and Ire Na deid can mak vs fre From our greit sinfulnes Bot Goddis Sone must die for our vnrichteousnes Lord haue mercy on vs Christ haue c. Or had not Christ bene send Cled in our vyle nature Fra hell vs to defend our deidly wound to cure And willingly to die Fra Sin to mak vs clene We had Eternallie In hell condampâ—â—â—â—â—ine Lord haue mercy on vs Christ haue c. Man now hes thy peace Sic lufe God schawis the He takis the in his grace his mortall Ennemie â–ª Throw Faith in Christ sa kynde Quhilk frely gaif him sell On Croce for to be pynde to saif vs fra the hell Lord haif mercy Christ haif mercy Lord. c. This we suld euer beleue And nocht dispair for sin For hel caÌ„ not vs greue the deid nor deuil thair in We ar maid Iust and rycht And fred from panis sore Throw christ y e Lord of micht blissit for euermore Lord haif mercy Christ haif mercy Lord. c Thairfoir lat vs loue and pryse God the Father feruentlie we thank ane thousand syse his sones Maiestie we pray the haly Gaist Our sin to mortifie And not dispair bot traist gods word maist faithfullie Lord haif mercy Christ haif mercy c. ¶ Ane sang of the fleshe and the Spirit ALL Christin men taktent and leir How saull and body is at weir Upon this eird baith lait and air With cruell battell Identlie And nane may not ane vther â—â—le ¶ The fleshe The flesche said sen I haue haill I will in Èouth with lustis
Deuill he draif me to dispair And hell was euer befoir myne eye God had greit pitie on my wo And aboue mesure schew me grace Quhen I was Èit his cruell fo Èœit he wald cure my cairfull case His lufe to me he did conuert From the maist deipest of his hart Quhilk coist him deir to mak my peace To his belouit Sone he said The tyme of mercy drawis neir To saif man and the feind Inuaid Thairfoir my hartly Sone sa deir Ga freith them from the feindis feid Thow man ouirthraw sin â–ª hell and deid Syne mon restoir baith haill and feir The sone his father did obey And come downe on the eird to me Borne of ane Mayd as wrytis Esay My kynde sweit brother for to be He tuke on him my nature vyle And did his power for to cryle Sathan and all his subteltie He said thow sall haue victorie Gif thow alone on me depend For I will giue my self for the Thy cairfull quarrell to defend For I am thyne and myne thow art And of my gloir thow sall haue part Syne ring with me withoutâ—â—â— end They man sched out my blyssit blude And reif alswa my lyfe from me I thosll this only for thy gude â–ª Beleue that firme and steid fastlie For my deid sall thy deid deuoir That sin sall the condampne no moir For be that way saif thow mon die Syne fra this present lyfe I fair To my father Celestiall Thy Mediator trew sall be thair And send to the my Spreit I sall To giue the consolatioun In all thy tribulatioun The treuth he sall Instruct Èow all My doing leirning mair and leâ—â— That leir and do vnfenÈeitlie For that dois Goddis Kirk Incres And his greit gloir dois Magnifie Be war of men and thair command Quhilk me and my word do gaâ—â—estand My last will heir I leif to the. FINIS ¶ Ane sang of the birth of Christ to be sung with the tune of Balulalow I COME from heuin to tell The best nowellis that euer befell To Èow thir tythingis trew I bring And I will of them say and sing This day to Èow is borne ane Chylde Of Mary meik â–ª and Virgin mylde That blyssit bairne vening and kynde Sail Èow reioyce baith hart and mynde It is the Lord â–ª Christ God and man He will do for Èow quhat he can Himself Èour Sauiour will be Fra sin and hell to mak Èow fre He is Èour richt Saluatioun From Euerlasting dampnatioun That Èe may ring in gloir and blis For euer mair in heuin with his Èœe sall him find but mark or wying Full semâ—â—ill in ane Cribe lying Salyis he quhilk Èow hes wrocht And all this warld maid of nocht Let vs reioyce and be blyith And with the Hyrdis go full swyith And se quhat God of his grace hes done Throw Christ to bring vs to his throne My saull and lyfe stand vp and se Quha lyis in ane Cribe of tre Quhat Babe is that sa gude and fair It is Christ Goddis Sone and air Welcome now gracious God of micht To sinneris vyle pure and vnricht Thow come to saif vs from distres How can we thank ' thy gentilnes O God that maid all Creature How art thow now becummin sa pure That on the hay and stray will ly Amang the assis Oxin and Ry. And war the warld ten tymes sa wyde â—â—led ouir with golde and stanis of pryde Unworthie it war Èit to the Under thy feit ane stule to be The Silk and Sandell the to eis Ar â—â—ay and sempill sweilling clais Quhairin thow gloris greitest King As thow in heuin war in thy King Thow tuâ—â— sic panis temporall To mak me riche perpetuall For all this warldis welth and gude Can nathing riche thy Celcitude O my deir hart Èoung Iesus sweit â–ª Prepair thy Creddili in my Spreit And I sall rocke the in my hart And neuer mair fra the depart Bot I sall praise the euer moir With sangis sweit vnto thy gloir The kneis of my hart sall bow And sing that richt Balulalow Gloir be to God Eternallie Quhilk gaue his only Sone for me The Angellis Ioyis for to heir The gracious gift of this new Èeir FINIS TO vs is borne a barne of blis Our King and Empreour Ane gracious Uirgin Mother is â–ª To God hir Sauiour Had not that blyssit barne bene borne We had bene euerie ane forlorne With Sin and feindis fell Christ Iesus loning be to the That thow ane man wald borne be To saif vs from the hell For neuer was nor â—â—all be man Nor woman in this lyfe Sen Adam first our sin began And Eue his wel dit wyfe That can be saif throw thair gude deid For poysound all ar adamis seid And can not sin refraine Quhill God him self fand the remeid And gaue his only Sone to the deid To freith vs from all paine We suld luse God and myrrie be And dryue away dispair For Christ is cummin from heuin sa hiâ—â— â–ª Our fall for to repair Na toung sic kyndnes can expres The forme of seruand takin hes And Verbum caro factum est Except Sin lyke vnto vs all Is freith vs from the feindis thrall And mend quhair we did mis. Full weill is them for euer moir That trowis faithfullie Be grace to ring with Christ in gloir Throw faith allanerlie â–ª And weill is them that vnderstude The gracious gift of Christis blude Sched sinners for to win Was neuer hard sa kynde ane thing Christ for his fais on Croce did hing To purge vs from our sin Thus thank we him full hartfully For his greit gentilnes We pray him for his greit mercy Trew Preichouris till Incres Fals Pharisians and fenÈeit lair Quhome we haue followit lait and air Baith them and vs forgiue God father Sone and haly Spreit Insâ—â—râ—â—ct vs in thy word sa sweit And efter it to liue FINIS IN dulce iubilo Now let vs sing with mirth Io. Our hart is consolatioun lyis in principio And schyms as the Sone Matris in gremio Alphaes O Alphaes O. O Iesu per nule I thrist soir efter the Confort my hart and mynde O puer optime God of all grace sa kynde princeps glorie Trahe me post te Trahe me post te Vbi sunt gaudia In ony place bot thair qubair that the angellis sing Noua cantica Bot and the bellis King In regis Curia God gif I war thair God gif I war thair ONLIE to God on heich be gloir And louing be vnto his grace Quha can condampne vs ony moir Sen we ar now at Goddis peace In till his fauour we ar taine Throw faith in Iesus Christ allane Be quhome his wraith sall end and ceis We worschip and we loue and pryse Thy Maiestie and magnitude That thow God Father only wife Kingis ouer all with fortitude Na toung can tell
he hes vincust sin and hell The Deuill and also deid This greit gudnes that Christ hes done God let vs neuer forÈet Bot thank and loue that Lord abone With sangis sweitly set FINIS HAY let vs sing and mak greit mirth Sen Christ this day to vs is borne For had not bene that blyssit birth Mankynde alwayis had bene forlorne All men wer borne in sinfulnes Condampnit to Eternall deid Except Christ that in richteousnes Was only borne for our remeid And he gif we beleue hes â—â—oist His innocens for our trespas Had not bene Christ we had bene loist O blyssit birth that euer was FINIS IN Burgh and land Eist â–ª west â–ª nor South We glorie for to speik of Christ And his Euâ—â—ngell in our mouth Bot far fra him ourhartis we wreist To Goddis Law quha will aduert Sall steidfast in his promeis traist And lufe our brethren with our hart â–ª And fle from â—â—in and vice detest Lufe is fulfilling of the Law As Paule reheirsis in his wryt Of Christ nathing forsuith we knaw That hes na faith and lufe perfyte The Scripture plainely dois accord Quha will not wirk his fatheris will Bot sayis euerie day Lord Lord Sall neuer cum in heuin him till Brether and sisteris that will resort Till Christ and with his Gospell mell Do as Èe say I Èow exhort And now na mair dissaue Èour sell. Or God sall tak his word againe Fra vs syne will it send To them that will not wirk in vaine Bot perseueir vnto the end FINIS ¶ Ane sang contrair idolatrie WE suld beleue in God abufe And in nane vther thing Quha traiâ—â—tis in him he will them lufe And grant them thair asking Contrair it is to Goddis command To trow that help may cum Of Idoles maid with mennis hand Quhilk ar baith deif and dum Quha dois adorne Idolatrie Is contrair the haly writ For stock and staine is Mammontrie Quhilk men may carue or quhite The apostillis that wrait the veritie Expresly do conclude That Idoles suld detesâ—â—it be As contrair to Christis blude Èœe sempill pepill vnperfite Greit Ignorance may Èe tell Of stock and staine hes mair delite Then into God him sell. FINIS ¶ Ane ballat of the Epistill on Christinmes euâ—â—n THE grace of God appeiris now Our helth and our Saluatioun To teiche and instruct vs how In all countrie and Natioun That we suld leue our wickitnes And fle vaine warldly appetyte Iust haly be with sobernes Leif in the warld a lyfe perfyte That blyssit hope for to abyde The cumming of greit God of gloir And Iesus Christis woundis wyde The Sauiour of les and moir Quhilk for our saik he gaue him sell To saif from Sin and purge vs cleir Ane chosin pepill in speciall In gude warkis to perseueir To studie in them nicht and day Thus we suld ane exhort ane vther Of Goddis word to sing and say And euery man to lufe his brother FINIS OF thingis twa I pray the Lord Deny me not befoir I die All vanitie and leâ—â—nd word Full far away thow put fra me Extreme pureteth nor greit riches Thow giue me not in na kin wise Bot only of thy greit gudnes â–ª Giue me that may my neid suffice For be I riche I may perchance Say quha is God and him misknaw And na thing bot my self aduance And him forÈet and all his Law Or be I pure and haue na geir Than man I out her reif or steill Or than my Goddis name manesweir And set him at full lytill vaill FINIS LORD Father God that gaif me lyfe Thow leif me not to do my will Bot grant thy grace to me Catiue Thy godlie Law for to fulfill The prydefull luking of myne eine Lat nocht be rutit in my hart All euill desyre that in me bene Full far from me thow wald aduart Ane gredie stomokis appetyte And all surfet thow tak from me And al 's I pray the mak me quyte Of fleschelie lust and Licherie Remone from me all thrawardnes Al 's weill in mynde as outward deid And tak from me vnschamefastnes And God and man to lufe and dreid FINIS BLIS blissit God thir giftis gude Quhilk thow hes geuin to be our fude Us blis and mak thankfull in deid Be Iesus Christ that blissit seid In quhome all blissing we ressaif Be quhome all blissing we ask and craif Grant blissing Lord of michtis maist God Father Sone and haly Gaist FINIS BLissiing gloir wisdome hartly thankfulnes And godly honouris all micht and fortitude We offer the Lord with lawly humbilnes Committing our selfis haili to thy Celsitude Asking for Christ quhilk for vs gaue his blude Grace for to be in hart and mynde thankfull For all thy gude and fre giftis plentifull FINIS NOW let vs sing with Ioy and mirth In honour of our Lordis birth For his lufe and humanitie Quha gaue him self for vs to die Be Adame we wer all forlorne Bot now Christ Iesus till vs is borne Hes fred vs fra Captiuitie And vincust hes our Enemie Quhen he was borne nane did him snib To ly richt law intill ane Crib Ane Ore ane asse richt tenderlie Refresâ—â—hit his humanitie His Godheid mysteris na support For it was full of all comfort Quhilk equall is in all degre Unto his fatheris Maiestie The angellis sang with mirrynes Unto the Hyrdis mair and les And bad them of gude comfort be For Christis new Natiuitie For we war all at Goddis horne This Babe to Èow that now is borne Sall mak Èow sail and for Èow die And Èow restoir to libertie This Babe for Èow did sched his blude And tholit deid vpon the Rude And for his greit humanitie Exaltit is his Maiestie And now he is our aduocate Pray and for vs baith air and lait This can the Scripture verifie In sa far as ane man is he Thairfoir all tyde tyme and hour Pas vnto him as Mediatour Betuix the fatheris wraith and the Of sin gif thow wald clengeit be For he hes promeist with his hart To all sinneris that will reuart And fra thair sinfull lyfe will fle Sall ring with him Eternallie To God the Father mot be gloir And al 's to Christ for euer moir The haly Gaist mot blissit be Wirkar of this Natiuitie FINIS QVHA can discriue or put in write The grace and mercy of our Lord Quhais godly giftis infinite Men suld remember and record Conforme vnto his haly word Our Father God Fontaine of grace His Sone did send to ransoun vs From Sin and all our cairfull case And from the Deuill maist dangerous And â—â—lew that Serpent vennemous Christ come rycht sweit as ane seruand Of seruitude to mak vs fre And broken hes the Deuillis band Quhilk led vs in Captiuitie Quhairfoir we thank his grit mercie Christ beand ryche in heuinlie gloir And we rycht pure and
blude of thy seruandis Mot cum into thy presence and thy sicht The greting of thy pure that ar in bandis In prisoun pynde of day wantand the licht The voyce of them that to the deid ar dicht Heir now gude Lord and help theÌ„ in yair neid And be thair strenth at all tymes and remeid Rewaird thy fais according to thair wrang Seuâ—â— fald thair sin gude Lord mot puneist be For thay haue blasphemit all to lang Speikand contrair thy godly Maiestie Bot we thy pepill and scheip sall Magnifie And al 's exalt thy laude thy Name and gloir And sall the loue for now and euer moir FINIS ¶ Miserere mei Deus psal lj HAVE mercy on me God of micht Of mercy Lord and King For thy mercy is set full richt Aboue all eirdly thing Thairfoir I cry baith day and nicht And with my hart sall sing To thy mercy with the will I go Haue mercy on me O gude Lord Efter thy greit mercie My sinfull lyfe dois me remord Quhilk sair hes greuit the Bot thy greit grace hes me restord Throw Christ to libertie To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Et secundum multitudinem Bude Lord I knaw my wickitnes Contrair to thy command Rebell and ay with cruelnes And led me in ane band To Sathan quha is mercyles Èœit Lord heir me cryand To thy mercy with the will I go Quhat toung can tell the multitude Lord of thy greit mercie Sen Sinners hes thy Celsitude Resistit cruellie Èœit na Sinner will thow seclude That this will cry to the To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Amplius laua me Thow wushe me Lord quhen I was borne From all my wickitnes Bot Èit I did throw sin forlorne Of heuin the richteousnes Wesche me againe and from thy borne Delyuer me in stres To thy mercy with the will I go And fra my sin thow mak me clene As thow maid Dauid King With Peter Paule and Magdalene Quha now dois with the reigne In heuinly Ioy fair and amene And I sall with thame sing â–ª To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Quoniam iniquitatem Full weill I knaw my wickitnes And sin contrarious Blasphemit hes thy gentilnes With sin maist dangerous And hes me led in heuynes Èœit O God maist gracious To thy mercy with the will I go I grant my sinfull lyfe did vse In Sensualitie Èœit thow gude Lord will nane refuse That will cum vnto the Heirfoir I schairply me accuse Cryand for thy mercie To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Tibi soli peccaui Only to the I did offend And mekill euill hes done Throw quhilk appeirandly defence To me is nane aboue Thus men will iudge thy iust vengeance Hes put me from thy throne Èœit to thy mercy with the will I go Thocht thow gude Lord be iudgeit thus Full fals and wrangouslie O God sa gude and gracious Let thair iudgeing vincust be And schaw thy mercy plentâ—â—ous Quhilk mot vs iustifie To thy mercy with the will I go Consauit into sin I am My wickitnes thocht thow behald Quhilk I contraceit of Adame Sinnand richt monyfald My Mother al 's did eik the same And I to Sin was said To thy mercy with the will I go Bot Èit the Lord Omnipotent My cairfull cace did cure At Font quhen I was impotent Fragill vaine vyle and pure Than helpit me that King Potent In my misauenture To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Ecce enim veritatem Behald thow lufis treuth gude Lord Thow art the veritie This weili thy promeis can record Quhair thow dois it schaw to me The hid thingis of thy godly word That war vnsure to me To thy mercy with the will I go Thow hecht to Abraham anone Isaack his Eldest Sone Thow promeist al 's that Salomone Suld bruik King Dauids throne To sinners al 's that callis the one Grace cummis from aboue To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Asperges me With Isope Lord thow sprinkill me And then I sall be clene And clenar then maid sall I be Then euer snaw hes bene Èœit of my clenes thy mercy The rute is euer sene To thy mercy with the will I go This Isope is humilitie Richt law in till assence The snaw sa quhyte in all degre Betakinnis innocence For and thir twa do gouerne me I sall do nane offence To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Auditui meo dabis Then ioy and and mirch thow sall me geue Thy mercy quhen I heir My banis law thow sall releue And be my scheild and speir Thy sword also richt soir sall grene My Enemeis with feir To thy mercy with the will I go My hope and traist hes bene to lang In mennis fals supplie Quhairfoir I grant I haue done wrang Not hope and help of the Bot now with steidfast faith I gang Unto thy Maiestie To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Aduerte faciem tuam Fra my sinnes aduert thy face My wickienes expell Sen I haue hoipit in thy grace Thow saue me fra â—â—he hell Thy mercy is set in sicker place Na Sinner can repell To thy mercy with the will I go The theif that hang on the richt hand And sufferit with the deid In the last hour thy mercy fand For sin the haill remeid Siclyke gude Lord heir me cryand And help me in my neid To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Cor mundum Thow creat in me O God ane hart Baith clene and Innocent And let me not from the depart My God Omnipotent Sen vnto the I schaw my smart Richt pure and indigent To thy mercy with the will I go Renew me with thy haly Spreit To help my febilnes My teiris sall my cheikis weit For my greit sinfulnes Bot thow gude Lord my comfort sweit Expell my wickitnes To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Ne proijcias me O gude Lord cast me not away From thy perfite presence Sen that I grant my sinnes ay Hes done the greit offence And I sall prais baith nicht and day Thy greit Magnificence To thy mercy with the will I go Tak not from me thy godly Spreit In my aduersitie For till my Saull it is full sweit Quhen sin besettis me And thow sall mak my Saull full meit Unto thy Maiestie To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Redde mihi Giue me the blyithnes and the blis Of my sweit Sauiour For throw his bitter deid I mis Of hell the dyntis dour And in this mortall lyfe he is My strang defence and tour To thy mercy with the will I go Conforme thy Spreit maist principal Into me throw thy grace For sin richt lang held me in thrall And put me from thy face Èœit vnto the my Lord I call Into my heuie case To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Docebo iniquos Then I sall teiche the wickit men Thy way is
iust and richt And thay that did the lang misken Sall knaw the God of micht Quhen thay sall ryse furth of the den Of sin and cum to licht To thy mercy with the will I go The sinfull then to the reuart Sall into gudlie haâ—â—st And rew thair sinnes with thair hart And thair auld lyfe detest And to them Lord thow sall conuart Quhen they thy mercy taist To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Libera me Delyuer me from blude schedding For blude betakinnis Sin For punishment I serue conding Èœit efter the I rin Grant me that I may with the Reigne And at thy port get in To thy mercy with the will I go Than sall my toung thy richteousnes Ertoll and Magnifie Quhen gane is my greit sinfulnes And greit iniquitie God for thy grace and gentilnes Grant me thy greit mercie To thy mercy with the will I go My lippis Lord then louse thow sall Quhilk closit lang haue bene From thy louing sair bound in thrall Brekand thy sweiâ—â— biddene And keip me from ane suddand fall For greit paine I sustene To thy mercy with the will I go And then my mouth sall do furthschaw Thy louing glorious And I sall caus all sinners knaw Thy micht sa meruellous And frathine surth sall keip thy Law Quhilk is sa precious To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Quoniam si voluisses Gif the had plesit Sacrifice I suld them offerit the Bot thow will not sic auarice For thow art wonder fre And geuis vs thy benefites Throw Christis blude frelie To thy mercy with the will I go Brint Sacrifice is na delyte Unto thy Maiestie Thow curis nocht of it ane myte For Sin to satisfie For only Christ did mak vs quyte Of all ennormitie To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Sacrificium deo Ane Sacrifice to the plesand Is ane sweit humbill hart Unto the quhilk I vnderstand Thow dois the haill conuart Thairfoir gude Lord let thy command Na way from me depart To thy mercy with the will I go Ane contrite hart do not dispise God for thy greit mercie Sen for thy grace sa oft it cryis For succour and supplie And it sall thank ane thousand syse Thy godly Maiestie To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Benigne fac Domine To Sion Lord be gude againe Efter thy godly will And let thy louing thair remaine Thy promeis to fulfill For Mont Sion with greit disdaine In thrall is hiddertill To thy mercy with the will I go Ierusalem did get ane fall Hir wallis war maid full law For scho miskennit the God of all And daylie brak his Law Bot thow sall put hir out of thrall Quhen scho hir God dois knaw To thy mercy with the will I go ¶ Tunc acceptabis Then Sacrifice thow sall accept Of treuth and richteousnes Conforming to thy trew precept And to thy gentilnes For na man then sall thow except Into thair neid and stres To thy mercy with the will I go Then Calfis and brint Sacrifice Thy altar sall repleit Then greitar gloir and benefite Thow sall mak for vs meit Quhair day and nicht we sall not ceis Ay singand Sanctis sweit To thy mercy with the will I go FINIS ¶ Beati omnes qui timent psal cxxviij BLISSIT ar thay that sit in Goddis dreid And liue in his commandement alway Of thy haÌ„d labour thow sall eit be not feird And fair weill thow sall euerie day Thy wyâ—â—e sall be as ane frutefull wyne And sall weill ay incres thy hous Thy barnis all sall to vertew inclyne As fair Oliue treis that be plenteous Quhen euer thow sittis at thy Tabill Thy barnis sall â—â—and round about the Sa will the Lord mak the abill And fill thy hous with honestie Sa sall God him euer blis That dâ—â—eidis him ay in his leuing Alway sall he be sicker of this That is neidfull to want na thing Fra Sion sall the Lord blis the That thow may â—â—e to thy greit weill How prosperous Ierusalem sall be And thow ressaâ—â—t to greit heill Anâ—â— profitabill lyfe sall be giuen the. And God alway sall be thy freind Thy Childeris Children thow sall se And peace in Israell sall thow find FINIS FOR lufe of one I mak my mone Richt secreitlie To Christ Iesu that Lord maist trew For his mercy Beseiking that fre grant grace to 〈◊〉 Or I be gone And to redres my heuines And all my mone Or I be deid send me remeid For thy pietie O Lord quhilk wrocht all thing of nocht Grant me thy mercy We the beseik with wordis meik O mercyfull Lord Thy humill word with ane accord Let be restord To sinneris all quhen they do call For thy mercy For quhilk on Rude thow sched thy blude Richt plenteouslie Sanct Iohne did tell thow heryit hell And schew mercie Ane thousand scoir thow did restoir To thy glorie O King of peace in quhome is grace Haboundantlie My miserabill life and sinnis ryfe Thow forgeue me Sen be na richt I haue na micht Me to defend Fra hellis pane bot giue thow plane Me sucour send Be thy sweit word to me o Lord In my distres Ane thousand syse than sall I pryse Thy halines Lat vs now sing and loue the King For his greit mercie And his greit grace schawin vs the space Sa plenteouslie With ane accord let vs thank the Lord Richt hartfullie With hart and Spreit sing Psalmes sweâ—â—e Richt plesandlie As brether deir in this lyfe heir We may indure Baith nicht and day to Christ lat vs pray To mak vs sure FINIS QVHO is at my windo quho quho Go from my windo go go Quho callis thair sa lyke a strangair Go from my windo go Lord I am heir ane wretchit mortall That for thy mercy dois cry and call Unto the my Lord Celestiall Se quho is at my windo quho How dar thow for mercy cry Sa lang in Sin as thow dois ly Mercy to haue thow art not worthy Go from my windo go My gylt gude Lord I will refuse And the wickit lyfe that I did vse Traistand thy mercy sall be myne excuse Se quho is at thy windo quho To be excusit thow wald richt faine In spending of thy lyfe in vaine Hauing my Gospell in greit disdaine Go from my winde go O Lord I haue offendit the Excuse thairof thair can nane be I haue followit them that sa teichit me Se quho is at my windo quho Nay I call the nocht fra my dure I wis Lyke ane stranger that vnknawin is Thow art my brother and my will it is That in at my dure thow go With richt hombill hart Lord I the pray Thy comfort and grace obteine I may Schaw me the paith and reddy way In at thy dure for to go I am cheif gyde to riche and pure Schawand the paith way richt to my
dure I am thair comfort in euerie hour That in at my dure will go Bot thay that walk ane vther way As mony did teiche from day to day Thay wer indurit my Gospell did say And far from my dure sall go O gracious Lord comfort of all wicht For thy greit power and cheif excellent micht Sen thow art gyde and verray licht In at thy dure let me go Man I gaue the nocht see will That thow suld my Gospell spill Thow dois na gude bot euer ill Thairfoir from my dure that thow go That will allace hes me begylit That will sa sair hes me defylit That will thy presence hes me exilit Èœit at thy dure lat me go To blame that will thow dois not richt I gaue the reuÌ„oun quhairby thow micht Haue knawin the day by the dark nicht In at my dure for to go Lord I pray the with all my hart Of thy greit mercy remufe my smart Lat ane drop of thy grace be my part That in at thy dure I may go I haue spokin in my Scripture I will the deid of na Creature Quha will ask mercy sall be sure And in at my dure for to go O Lord quhais mercy is but end Quhairin ocht to the I did offend Grant me space my lyfe to amend That in at thy dure I may go Remember thy sin and al 's thy smart And al 's for the quhat was my part Remember the speir that thirlit my hart â–ª And in at my dure thow sall go And it wer Èit till do againe Rather or thow suldly in paine I wald suffer mair in certaine That in at my dure thow micht go I ask na thing of the thairfoir Bot lufe for lufe to lay in stoir Gif me thy hart I ask no moir And in at my dure thow sall go O gracious Lord Celestiall As thow art Lord and King Eternall Grant vs grace that we may enter all And in at thy dure for to go Quho is at my windo quho Go from my windo go Cry na mair thair lyke ane strang Bot in at my dure thow go FINIS ¶ Deus misereatur Psal. O GOD be mercyfull to vs And send to vs thy blissing Thy face schaw vs sa gloriouâ— And be euer to vs luiffing That men on eird may knaw thy vâ—â— Thy sauing heill and richteousnes That thay be nocht led nicht 〈◊〉 Fra thy preceptis and trewIustiâ—â— Ta seik Saluatioun quhair nane is Thairfoir the pepill micht Magnifie O God all folke and honour thy Name Let all the pepill reioyce glaidlie Becaus thow dois richt without blame The pepill dois thow iudge trewlie And ordouris euerie Natioun Thow hes declarit the eird iustlie Euer sen the first Creatioun Throw thy godlie prouisioun The pepill moste spred thy Name sa hie All pepill O God mon giue the honour The eird alswa richt plenteouslie Mot incres euer moir and moir And God quhilk is our God ouer all Mot do vs gude and plesour God mot blis vs greit and small And all the warld him honour Alway for his micht and power FINIS IN till ane mirthfull Maij morning Quhen Phebus did vp spring â–ª Walkand I lay in ane garding gay Thinkand on Christ sa fre Quhilk meiklie for mankynde Tholit to be pynde On Croce cruellie La. La. And how he hes me wrocht And formit me of nocht Iyke his picture that Lord maist sure In eird he hes me support Syne me to hald in richt Hes send ane Angell bricht To be my comfort La. La. 〈◊〉 Sathan fals vntrew Quhilk cruelly dois persew With violence and greit defence In eird to tempt mankynde With cruell sinnis seuin The Saull to gyde from heuin To hell for to be pyude La. La. Thairfoir O gracious Lord Quhilk mercy hes restoird That sinfull wicht destroy his micht Quhilk wirkis aganis thy gloir And send thy gracious word Thy pepill may be restoird We pray the thairfoir La. Lay. FINIS All my hart ay this is my sang With dowbill mirth and ioy amang Sa blyith as byrd my God to sang Christ hes my hart ay Quha hes my hart bot heuinnis King Quhilk causis me for ioy to sing Quhome that I lufe â—â—touir all thing Christ hes my hart ay He is fair sober and bening Sweit meik and gentill in all thing Maist worthiest to haue louing Christ hes my hart ay For vs that blissit barne was borne For vs he was baith rent and torne For vs he was Crownit with thorne Christ hes my hart ay For vs he sched his precious blude For vs he was natilit on the Rude For vs he in mony battell stude Christ hes my hart ay Nixt him to lufe his Mother fair With steidfast hart for euer mair Scho bure the byrth fred vs from cair Christ hes my hart ay We pray to God that sittis abufe Fra him let neuer our hartis remufe Nor for na suddand warldly lufe Christ hes my hart ay He is the lufe of luifaris all He cummis â–ª on him quhen we call For vs he drank the bitter gall Christ hes my hart ay FINIS MY Lufe murnis for me for me My lufe that murnis for me I am vnkynde hes nocht in mynde My Lufe that murnis for me Quha is my lufe bot God abufe Quhilk all this warld hes wrocht The King of blis my lufe he is Full deir he hes me bocht His precious blude he sched on Rude That was to mak vs fre This sall I preif be Goddis leif That sair my Lufe murnis for me This my lufe come from abufe And borne was of ane Mayd For till fulfill his fatheris will Till fill furth that he said Man haue in mynde and thow be kynde Thy Lufe that murnis for the How he on Rude did sched his blude From Sathan to mak the fre FINIS TELL me now and in quhat wise How that I suld my lufe forgo Baith day and nicht ane thousand syse Thir tyrannis walkins me with wo. At midnicht mirk thay will vs tak And into prisone will vs sling Thair mon we ly quhill we forsaik The Name of God quhilk is our King Then faggottis mon we burne or heir Or to the deid thay will vs bring It dois them gude to do vs deir And to confusioun vs doun thring Allace Èour grace hes done greit wrang To suffer tyrannis in sic sort Daylie Èour leigis till ouer gang That dois bot Christis word report Christ sen Èour grace wald cry ane cry Out throw the Realme of all Scotland The man that wald liue faithfullie Èœe wald him suffer in the land Then suld we outher do or die Or ellis our lyfe we suld lay for it And euer to liue in Cheritie Be Christ Iesus quhilk is our Lord. Pluk vp Èour hartis and mak Èow bowne For Christis word se Èe stand for it Thair crueltie
it sall cum downe Be Christ Iesus quhilk is our Lord. Thow King of gloir grant vs thy blis Send vs support and comforting Aganis our fais that bissie is That schaipis till strop baith auld and Èing In hour of deid grant vs thy strenth Glaidly to thoill thair crueltie And that we may with the at lenth Ressaâ—â—e thy ioy Eternallie FINIS ¶ Magnificat anima mea MY Saule dois Magnifie the Lord My Spreit reioycis gretumlie In God my Sauiour and in his worâ—â— For he hes sene the law degre Of me his handmadin trewliâ—â— Behald now efter this day All generations sall speik of me And call me blissit alway For he that is onlie of micht Hes done greit thingis vnto me And haly is his Name be richâ—â— As for his endles mercie It duris perpetuallie In euerie generatioun And thay that dreidis him vnfenÈeitlie Without dissimulatioun He schawis strenth with his arme potent Declaris him self to be of power He scatteris all men of proude Intent Euin for thair wickit behauiour Quhilk reignes in thair hartis euerie houâ—â— He puttis doun the michtie From thair hie estait and greit honour Excelling them of law degre The houngrie feidis he with gudâ—â— And lettis the riche ga emptie Quheâ—â— his awin pepill wantis fude It thinkis vpon his greit mercie And helpis his seruandis ane and all Euin Israel he hes promysit And to our fatheris perpetuall Abraham and to his seid FINIS ¶ Christi qui lux CHRIST thow art the licht bot the day The mirknes of nicht thow puttis away We knaw thow art the verray licht That schynis to vs baith day and nicht O haly Lord we the beseik This nicht vs to defend and keip Thy rest and peace be with vs all Lat neuer na euill thing vs be fall Na heuy sleip nor deidly sin Lat not our Ennemeis vs ouercum Nor Èit our fleshe giue na consent Grant vs our faultis for to repent Lord lat our eine sum sleip do tak Our hartis all tyme on the may waik Thy richt hand keip vs from all euill Thy awin seruand that luiffis the weill Our defender to the we pray All Ire and malice thow put vs fra Thy seruandis gouerne in the steid For quhais ransoun thow did sair bleid Haue mynde on vs thow Lord Iesu In this fals warld that is vntrew Thow art defendar of our Saule Lord heir vs quhen we on the call Gloir be to God Father of micht And to Christ Iesus his Sone sa bricht The haly Gaist that is sa fair Keip vs this nickt and euer mair FINIS CHRIST is the onlie Sone of God The Father Eternall We haue in Iesse found the rod God and man naturall He is the morning Star His bemis send he hes out far BeÈond vther sternis all He was for vs ane man borne In the last part of tyme. Èœit keipit scho hir madinheid vnforlorne His Mother that bure him syne He hes hellis Èettis brokin And heuin he hes maid oppin Bringand vs life againe Thow onlie maker of all thing Thow euerlastand licht From end to end all rewling Be thy awin godly micht Turne thow our hartis vnto the. And lichtin thame with the veritie That ar far from the richt Let vs incres in lufe of the And in knawledge also That we beleuing steidfastlie May in Spreit serue the so That we in hartis may sauour Thy mercy and thy fauour And traist efter no mo Awalk vs Lord we pray the The haly Spreit vs geue Quhilk may our auld man mortifie That our new man may leue Sa will we alway thank the That shawis vs sa greit mercy And our sinnis dois forgeue FINIS CHRIST Iesus is ane A. per C. And peirles Prince of all mercy For he fra me my Sin hes tane And is my Sauiour allane To saue bot he none is nor sall I out tak nane greit nor small To him is na comparisoun He is my Sauiour allone I sall him lufe with steidfast hart And for na cause fra him depart Bot him to serue I me dispone As to my Sauiour allone Sâ—â— on his grace I will depend Quhill Lachesis draw my lyfe till end Syne leue my Saule quhen I am gone To Regne with thrinfald God in one FINIS ALLONE I weip in greit distres We ar exilit remediles And wait nocht quhy Fra Goddis word allace allace Uncourteslie Quhair that we suld glaidlie behauld Our Sauiour baith Èoung and auld Sa plesandlie Now ar we baneist monyfauld Uncourteslie Thay may our body fra the bind Sa can thay not our hartis and mynde Fixit on the. Howbeit we be with dolour pynde Maist cruellie O Antichrist we may the call From Goddis word wald gar vs fall Thy crueltie Wald baneis vs from plesouris all Uncourteslie Indurit Ignorance hes slaine Thy hart and put vs to greit paine Quhat remedie Sen we ar baneist from Christ allaine Uncourteslie FINIS THE Lord sayis I will schaw My will and eik my mynde Mark weill my Scripture and my Law Quhairin that thow sall find That with my faith I mak ane vow And knittis it with ane knot The treuth is sa â–ª I lufe the now Be war I hait the not It was my Fatheris will That I suld tak the cure For to cum downe in eirth the till And tak thy vyle nature To cleith my precious body pure Sa clene from sin and spot For lufe of the I mak the sure Be war I hait the not I fand the loist from blis Throw Adamis sin and pleid And quha sa euer wrocht the mis Was nane culd find remeid Quhill I my self did chose the deid To saue the from the pot I lufe the weill serue me in dreid Be war I hait the not For all the greuous sorrowis soir I sufferit and paine To my rewaird I ask no moir Bot thy trew lufe againe I am ane husband man but weir Quhilk labouris for my lot I lufe the weill I mak the sure Be war I hait the not My Èœock is wounder sweit And al 's my burding licht All that be with my grace repleit Sall go the way full richt I am the rute of all mercy Quhilk neuer sall faid nor rot Sen nane the luiffit sa weill as I Be war I hait the not All Èe that fair dois thrist Throuch brukilnes of the flesche Cum vnto me quhen that Èe liâ—â— â–ª I sall Èour saulis refresche Call vpon me and I sall heir And saif the from the schot I lufe the weill I coft the deir Be war I hair the not Attend and tak gude keip To thame that cumis to the In to the habite of ane sâ—â—heip with subtell Scrinonis slie For doutles than war inwartlie Fals wolfis vnder cot Renunce thair Lawis and cum to uâ—â— Trewlie I hait the not Na man sall cum to me Except my Father him draw Nor se
hes sylde And ar the verray Antichristis FINIS ALLACE vnkyndlie Christ we haue exillt And of thair fude his flock we haue begiliâ—â— With vanities we haue thame lang delâ—â—diâ—â— â–ª And in fals beleif hes thame includit And euer this waâ—â— the blating of our queir Fatheris of haly Kirk this xv hunder Èeir The water of lyfe we gaue them neuer to drink Bot stinkand pulis of euerie rottin synk For haly Scripture all niterlie we haue mockit And with traditionis of meÌ„ we haue them Èockit And euer this was the blating of our queir Fatheris of haly Kirk this .xv. hunder Èeir Man befoir God â–ª sa lang we haue preferrit Quhill we se now almaist that all is marrit And God him self is grevit and displesit And we thairby ar bot lytill casit Althocht it be the blating of our queir Fatheris of haly Kirk this .xv. hunder Èeir Our blind desyris sen we may nocht fulfill Welcum gude Lord full sair aganis our will Èœit nocht the les we sall do as we may And efter this â–ª luke for ane better day And Èit salbe the bating of our queir Fatheris of haly Kirk this .xv. hunder Èeir We knaw as did King Saull our fatell fall Èœit quhill we die â–ª Dauid persew we sall Suppose we suld wrack our self and tyne The feild and all our kin â–ª be haugit syne Èœit sall it be the blating of our queir Fatheris of haly Kirk this xv hunder Èeir Lat Moses preiche to Pharao as he lykis Èœit sall the pepill be tormentiâ—â— lyke tykis And neuer depart from Egypt giue we may We salbe cruellest on the hinmest day Quhen we ar drownit we sall blait on our beir Fatheris of haly Kirk this .xv. hunder Èeir O cankerit cariounis and o Èe rottin stakis O kangand Edderis and o Èe poysound snakis Sen Èe will not change Èour indurit will Knawand Èour fault â–ª Èit will continew still Sing on guk guk the blating of Èour queir Fals fatheris of haly Kirk this .xv. hunder Èeir â–ª FINIS OF the fals fyre of Purgatorie Is nocht left in ane sponk Thairfoir sayis Gedde wayis me Gone is Preist Freir and Monk The reik sa wounder deir thay solde For money gold and landis Quhill haue the riches on the molde Is seasit in thair handis Thay knew na thing bot couetice And lufe of Paramonris And lat the Saulis burne and his Of all thair Foundatouris At Corpspresence thay wald sing For ryches to slokkin the fyre Bot all pure folk that had na thing Was skaldit baine and lyre Èœit sat thay heich in Parliament Lyke Lordis of greit renowne Quhill now that the new Testament Hes it and thame brocht downe And thocht thay fuffe at it and blaw Ay quhill thair bellyis ryue The mair thay blaw full weill thay knaw The mair it do is misthryue FINIS WO is the Hirdis of Israell That feidis nocht Christis flock â–ª Bot daintelie thay feid thaine self Syne dois the pepill mock The syllie scheâ—â—p was all forlorne And was the woifis pray The hirdis reindit all the corne The scheip culd get na stray Thay gadderit vp baith woll and milk â–ª And tuke na mair cure Bot cled thame with the coistlie sylk And siclyke cled thair hure Thairfoir sayis God I will requyrâ—â— My scheip furth of thair handis And giue thame hirdis at my desyre To teiche thame my commandis And thay sall nouther feid them self Nor Èit hounger my scheip I sall them from my Kirk expell And geue thame swyne to keip FINIS GOD send euerie Preist ane wyfe And euerie Nunne ane man That thay micht leue that haly lyfe As first the Kirk began Sanct Peter quhome nane can reprufe His lyfe in Mariage led All gude Preistis quhome God did lufe Thair maryit wyfis had Greit cause than I grant had thay Fra wyfis to refraine Bot greiter causis haue thay may Now wyfis to wed againe For than suld nocht sa mony 〈◊〉 Be vp and dowâ—â— this land Nor Èit sa mony â—eggeris pure In Kirk and mercat-stand And nocht sa me kill bastard seid Throw out this cuntrie sawin Nor gude men vncouth fry suld feid And all the suith war knawin Sen Christis law and commoun law â–ª And Douctouris will admit That Preistis in that Èock suld draw Quha dar say contrair it FINIS THE wind blaw is cauld furious and bauld This lang and mony day But Christis mercy we man all die Or keip the cauld wind away This wind sa keine that I of meine It is the ryte of auld Our faith is inclusit and plainelie abusit This wind hes blawin to cauld This wind hes blawin lang the pepill amang And blindit hes thair wit The Ignorant pepill sa lawit bene and febill That thay wat nocht quhome to wyte Goddis word and lawis ye pepill mis knawis Na credence hes the Scripture Quha the suith dois infer Preistis say thay erre Sic bene thair busie cure Quha dois present the new Testament Quhilk is our Faith surelie â–ª Preistis callis him lyke â–ª ane Heretyke And sayis brunt â—â—all he be This cryis on hie the Spiritualitie As nane tâ—â—ame suld defy Bot thair Illusioun and fals abusioun The pepill dois now espy Quhome suld we wyte of this dispyte That hid fra vs god dis Law Bot Preistis and clerkis and thair euill warkis Quhilk dois thair God mis knaw Thair greit ertortioun and plaine oppressiouÌ„ Ascendis in the air Without God punâ—â—is thair cruell vyce This warld sall all forfair The theif Iudas did greit trespas That Christ for siluer sauld Bot Preistis will tak and his pryce mak For les be mony fauld With wrang absolutiouÌ„s desaitfull pardonis For lucre to thame geuin Thay blind vs now and garris vs trow Sic will bring vs till heuin Giue eirdlie pardonis micht be our Saluatiounis Than Christ deit in vaine Giue geir micht by Goddis greit mercy Than fals is the Scripture plaine Syne for our schoir he deit thairfoir And tholit pane for our mis Is nane bot he that may surelie Bring vs to heuinnis blis Than be na way se that Èe pray To Peter Iames nor Iohne Nor Èit to Paule to saue Èour Saule For power haue thay none Saue Christ onlie that deit on tre He may baith louse and bind In vtheris mo geue Èe traist so On Èow blawis cauld the wind Now se Èe pray baith nicht and day To Christ that bocht vs deir For on the Rude he sched his blude To saue our Saulis but weir FINIS HAY now the day dallis Now Christ on vs callis Now welth on our wallis Apperis anone Now the word of God Regnis Quhilk is King of all Kingis Now Christis flock singis The nicht is neir gone Wo be vnto Èow Hypocritis That on the Lord sa loudlie leis And all for to fill Èour foule belleis
say Allace allace Lat thir and vther at this day Be as thy glas Althocht Marcus Antonius was sene in Cosmographia Èœit was his end maist dolorus Be that fals harlot Faustina Tak heid thairfoir of this be war Allace allace Be thow not snaird in Uenus snair In ony case Althocht Sextus Tarquinius Defylit chaist Lucresia He and his Father Superbus From Rome war banischit away A Iust rewaird for sic offence Allace allace Lyke punischement for lyke offence Oft cummis to pas Thocht subtill Sardanapalus A Prince was picht to rewle and reigne Èœit war his factis sa licharus That euerie man micht se them plaine At Babylon he did desyre Allace allace To set the haill Castell on fyre Quhair brunt he was Ptholomeus Philopater The michtie King of Egypt land Being a michtie Conquerer His lust vnto a wenche did stand His weddit wyfe he put to deith Allace allace Thus Princes oft do spend thair braith As come to pas Phisco lykewise the Lychorus Quhilk Children be his Sisteris had That gat Heliogabalus Quhais lyfe in lust was spent to bad Defyling Mayd and wyfe also Allace allace Harlottis with him micht ryde and go Quhair he did pas Althocht Caius Caligula All his awin Sisteris did defyle And thocht him self in quyet stay Possessing plesure for ane quhyle Èœit his men did his deith conspyre Allace allace This wretchit man he had his hyre As come to pas ¶ Exampillis takin out of the Bybill WITH Bybill materis to begin Historyis mony we may find How lusting lufe that laithsum sin The oppin eyis of sum do blind Thocht Sichem Dina had defylde Allace allace Baith he and Heymor war begylde As come to pas Did not daintie Dalilay The michtie Sampson bring to nocht Quhen he his secreit heid did wray In Uenus snair scho had him cauchâ—â— Did not Apame in lyke case Allace allace Straik that greit King vpon the face As come to pas Thocht Ammon did his mynde fulfill Upon his Sister Thamar deir Èœit Absolon his blude did spill Schortly efter as dois appeir Thocht Dauid was the Lordis Elect Allace allace with Bethsabe he was Infeet As come to pas Thocht Holofernes luâ—â—it lang To haue to do on Iudethis bed His lusting lyfe did happin wrang And scho did sone stryke of his heid Quhat wyne and women do Èow se Allace allace wask and wander with modestie In ony case Thocht Iudas did with Thamarly Quhils was his dochter be the Law The Genesis dois testifie Iust Iosephis gude and godlie aw Quhen his Lordis wyfe wald him constraint Allace allace He maid hir purpois haillely vaine As come to pas Of him let vs exampill tak And neuer think on Cupides dart Uenus can nouther mar nor mak Gif vnto God we ioyne our hart And leif this airt of â—â—anging lust Allace allace And in the Lord haue hope and trust Quhilk â—â—s and was FINIS ALL my lufe leif me not Leif me not leif me not All my lufe leif me not Thus myne alone with ane burding on my bak I may not heir it I am sa waik Lufe this burding fra me tak Or ellis I am gone With sinnis I am ladin soir Leif me not leif me not With sinnis I am ladin soir Leif me not alone I pray the Lord thairfoir Keip not my sinnis in stoir Lowse me or I be forloir And heir my mone With thy handis thow hes me wrocht â–ª Leif me not leif me not With thy handis thow hes me wrocht â–ª Leif me not alone I was sauld and thow me bocht With thy blude thow hes me coft Now am I hidder socht To the Lord alone I cry and I call to the To leif me not to leif me not I cry and I call to the To leif me not alone All thay that ladin be Thow biddis them cum to the Than sall thay sauit be Throw thy mercy alone Thow saues all the penitent And leifis them not and leifis them not Thow saifis all the penitent And leifis thame not allone All that will thair Sinnis repent Nane of thame salbe schent Suppose thy bow be reddy bent Of thame thow killis none Faith hope â–ª and cheritie Leif me not leif me not Faith hope and cheritie Leif me not allone I pray the Lord grant me Thir godly giftis thre Than sall I saint be Dout haue I none To the Father be all gloiâ—â— That leifis vs not that leifis vs not To the Father be all gloir That leuis vs not aâ—â—lone Sone and haly Gaist euer moie As it was of befoir Throw Christ our Sauiour We ar saif euerie one FINIS ¶ Of the day of iudgement ALL Christin and faithfull in hart be ioyfull Reioyce and mak gude cheir Be merie and glaid and be no moir sad The day of the Lord drawis neir Under protestatioun with liue and correctieâ—â— That nane be offendit heir I will speik planelie to rais Èour hartis quiklie The day of the Lord drawis neir All Paipis and prelatis and spirituall estaitis That thinkis Èe haue na peir Cast away Èour wairis Èour princelie effairis The day of the Lord drawis neir O hirdis of Israel heir Èe the Lordis bell Knelland fast in Èour eir Quhilk biddis in plaine â–ª leue Èour triffillis vane The day of the Lord drawis neir Personis that hes cure to preiche vnto the pure Èœe haue Èour waigis to deir The layit Èe will not teiche nor Èit goddis word will preiche The day of the Lord drawis neir I will Èow exhort in termis richt schort Baith Preist Channoun Monk and Freir To slaik of Èour sleuth schaw furth the treuth The day of the Lord drawis neir And Èe brethren all Ecclesiasticall Serue Èour Lord God in feir Leue Èour ceremonyis of Èour awin fund gyis The day of the Lord drawis neir Èœour coistlie reparationis Èour offeringis and oblatiounis Èœour curious notis in the queir On the day of dreid â–ª sall stand in litill steid Quhen the Lordis sentence drawis neir Princes and Kingis that sa Ryall Ringis That suld haue all rewle and steir Do Iustice equall â–ª baith to greit and small The day of the Lord drawis neir On the pure coÌ„mounis suffer na oppressiounis Bot humblie thair plaintis heir With extreme Iustice trespassouris punische The day of the Lord drawis neir Syne with Èour sword let furth Goddis word Our heuinly Mirrour cleir And anker Èow sure on haly Scripture For the day of the Lord drawis neir Erlis Lordis and Barrounis hurt not Èour coÌ„mounis In body gudis nor geir Do Èe the contrair Èour housis will misfair The day of the Lord drawis neir Be trew to the Crowne defend Èour Regioun That Èour foirbearis coft sa deir And euer haue Eye vnto Èour libertie The day of the Lord drawis neir I cry in generall on Spirituall Temporall This lectioun
drink was creat 16 All Christin men tak tent and leir 22 Allace that same sweit face 56 At the Riueris of Babylon 99 All myne hart ay this is my sang 121 Allone I weip in greit distres 129 Allace vnkyndlie Christ we haue exilit 161 All my Lufe leif me not 192 All Christin and Faithfull 194 ¶ B. BLISSIT is he quhoÌ„e God dois correct 28 Be blyith all Christin men and sing 40 Blis blissit God 65 Blissit ar thay that sittis in Goddis dreid 113 Baneist is Faith now euerie quhair 155 Blenk in this Mirrour man and mend 198 ¶ C. CHRIST Bapteist was be Iohne 12 Cum heir sayis Goddis Sone to me 25 Christ Iesus gaue him self to die 5â—â— Christ thow art the licht of day 126 Christ is the only Sone of God 127 Christ Iesus is ane A. per C. 128 ¶ D. DOVN be Èone Riuer I ran â–ª 147 ¶ E. EXCEPT the Lord with vs 97 ¶ F. FAITHFVLL in Christ vse Èone riches 35 Fra deip O Lord I call to the. 98 For lufe of one I mak my mone 114 For our gude man in heuin dois King 173 ¶ G. GIF Èe haue rissin from deid againe 69 God for thy grace thow keip no moir â—â—0 Greuous is my sorrow 132 Go hart vnto the Lamp of licht 142 God send euerie Preist ane wyfe 163 ¶ H. HELP God the former of all thing 37 Hay let vs sing and mak greit mirth 61 Haue mercy on me God of micht 104 Hay now the day dallâ—â— 168 ¶ I. I COME from heuin to tell 43 In dulce iubilo 47 I call on the Lord Iesus Christ 57 In Burgh and land 62 I will the lufe my gracious Lord and King 100 In â—â—ill ane mirthfull Man morning 120 Iohne cum kis me now 138 I am wo for thir wolfis sa wylde 159 ¶ K. KNAW Èe not God Omnipotent 183 ¶ L. LORD God thy face and word of grace 49 Lord let thy seruand now depart 51 Lord Father God that gaue me lyfe 65 Let vs reioyce and sing 73 Lord let me neuer be confoundit 41 ¶ M. MOYSES vpon the Mont Sinay 7 My lufe murnis for me 122 My Saull dois Magnifie the Lord 125 Musing greitly in my mynde 145 Musing greitly in my mynde 155 ¶ N. NOW let vs sing with ioy and mirth 66 ¶ O. OVR Father God Omnipotent 10 Our Sauiour Christ King of grace 15 Onlie to God on heich 47 Of mercy Èit he passis all 59 Of thingis twa I pray the Lord 64 O Lord how lang for euer will thow forÈet 78 O Lord quha sall in heuin dwell with the 78 O Lord aduert vnto my voyce 86 O God be mercyfull to vs 199 Our brother let vs put in graue 14â—â— O Christ quhilk art the licht of day 151 Of the fals fyre of Purgatorie 163 O man ryse vp and be not sweir 119 O man behald this warldis vaniteis 201 ¶ P. PRAY God for grace my lafe maist 146 Preistis in Christ beleue 170 ¶ Q. QVHA can discriue or put in writ â—â—8 Quha suld my Melâ—â—â—e amend 72 Quhat is the caus O God Omnip â—â—4 Quha on the hiest will depend 93 Quhen fra Egypt departit Israel 95 Quho is at my windo quho 116 ¶ R. RICHT soirlie musing in my mynde 54 Richt soir opprest I am 54 Remember man 175 ¶ S. SOIR I complaine of Sin 19 Sinneris vnto my sang aduert 30 Saue vs gude Lord 76 Say weill is throuchly a worthie 181 ¶ T. TO vs is borne ane barne of blis 45 Till Christ quhome I am haldin 52 The grace of God appeiris now 63 The Lord is my Pastor 79 Thow sall not follow 83 Till trew in hart God of Israel 68 The Lord sayis I will schaw 129 The Hethin folk Lord 101 Tell me now and in quhat wise 123 The Bischop of Helâ—â— brak his neck 158 The wind blawis cauld 166 The Paip that Papane full of pryde 178 ¶ W. WE trow in God allanerlie 9 We thank the God of thy gudnes 18 We wretchit sinneris pure 21 We suld into remembrance 60 We suld beleue in God abuse 63 Wird heuie hart full of distres 148 Welcum Lord Christ 150 With huntis vp 152