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A15968 Certayne psalmes chosen out of the psalter of Dauid, commonlye called the .vii. penytentiall psalmes, drawen into englyshe meter by Sir Thomas Wyat knyght, wherunto is added a prolage of [the] auctore before euery psalme, very pleasau[n]t [and] profettable to the godly reader; Bible. O.T. Psalms. English. Wyatt. Wyatt, Thomas, Sir, 1503?-1542.; Harington, John, d. 1582. 1549 (1549) STC 2726; ESTC S111727 13,698 74

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Certayne psalmes chosen out of the psalter of Dauid commonlye called thee .vii. penytentiall psalmes drawen into englyshe meter by Sir Thomas Wyat Knyght wherunto is added a prologe of y e auctore before euery psalme very pleasaūt profettable to the godly reader Imprinted at London in Paules Churchyarde at the sygne of thee Starre By Thomas Raynald and Iohn Harryngton ¶ To the right honorable and his singuler good Lord William Marqu●she of Northampton Earle of Essex Barone of K●ndal Lord parre knig●t of the most noble ordre of the Garter youre moste bon●en orator at commaundement Iohn Hattington wysh●th helth prosperite wyth encrease of v●rtue the mercy of God for euer COnsyderyng th● manyfolde dueties and aboundant seru●ce that I owe vnto your good Lordeshyp ryghte honorable my Singul●r good Lord I cā not but see infinite causes● why I chiefely of all others oughte wyth all cheref●ll and ready endeuoure to gratifye your good Lordshyp by all meanes possyble and to applye my selfe wholye too thee same as one that woulde gladly but cā by no mean●s able to do accordinglye as hys bondē duette requireth I cānot I say but se acknowledge my selfe boūdē and not able to doo soche seruice as Iowe both for the inestimable benefites y t your noble progenito●s and also your good Lordship hath shewed vnto my parentes pr●dycessors also to my selfe as to one least able to do anye acceptable seruice thoughe the wil be at all tymes most ready In tokē wherof youre lordship shal at all tymes perceaue by simple thinges that my ●ittel wit shal be able to inu●nt that yf myne harte coulde do you any seruyce no labour or trauayle shulde witholde me frō doynge my duetie● that yf busy labour y t hert myght be able to paye the du●tye that loue oweth your lordshyp shulde in no poīt fynde me ingrate or vnthākful And to declare this my redye wyll I haue dedicated vnto your name thys little treatyse whyche after I had perused and by thaduise of others better learned then my self determined to put it in printe that the noble fame of so worthy a Knighte as was thee Auctor hereof Syr Thomas Wyat shuld not perish but remayne as wel for hys syngul●r learnīg as valiant dedes in ●ne●cyal f●ates I thought that I could not find a more worthy patron for soch a mās worke then your Lordship whō I haue al●wayes knowen to be of so godlye a zeale to thee furtheraunce of gods holy a secret gospel most humbly b●sechynge your good Lordeshippe herin to accepte my good wyll and too esteme me as one that wissheth vnto the same al honour healthe and prosperous successe AMEN ☞ Your good Lordshyppes most humble at cōmaūdemēt Iohn Hartington ¶ The Prologe of the Auctor LOue to geue lawe vnto hys subiectes hartes Stode in the eyes of Barsabe the bryghte And in a looke anone hym selfes conuertes Cru●lly pleasaunt before King Dauids syght Fyrst dased hys ●yes furder forth he s●art●s Wyth venemed brethe as softly as he myghte Touche his senewes and ouer runnes hys bones Wyth ●●epynge fyre sparkeled for the nones And when he sawe that kindeled was the flame The noysome poyson in hys harte he launced So that the soule dyd tremble wyth the same And in hys brawle as he stode and traunced Yeldynge vn●o the fygure and thee frame That those fayre eyes hadde in hys pre●ens glaun●●d Th● tor●●● that loue had printed in hys ●reste● 〈◊〉 ●o●oreth it as a thynge of thyng●s ves●e ☞ So that he forgotte the wysdom a●d ●or●caste Wh●●he woo to realmes when that 〈…〉 dothe lacke Forg●●●●ge ●ke goddes Maiestye as 〈◊〉 Y●a a●● hys owne forthwyth he dothe to make ●rye to goo into ●hee felde in 〈◊〉 Urye I saye that was hys Ieweles make Under pretence of certayne victorye For enemyes swordes a ready pray to be W●ereby he may enioye her out o● doubte Whome more th●n God or him self he myn●eth And after he hadde broughte thys thynge about And of t●at luste possest hym self he fyndeth● That hathe and dothe reuerse and cl●ne turne out Kynges from kyngdomes and cytyes vndermynd●th He blynded thynkes thys trayne so blynde and close To blynde al thynges that nothing waye it disclose ☞ But Nathan hath spied out this trecherye Wyth ●uful ch●are and settes afore hys face The greate offence outrage and iniurye That he hathe done too God as in thys case By murder for too clooke adulterye He shewethe eke from heauen thee t●reates alas So s●●rnly sore thys Prophete thys Nathan That al am●sed was thys woful aged man ¶ Like him that meateth wyth horror and wythe feare The heate doth streyght forsake the lymyttes colde The colour ●ke droppeth downe frō hys cheare So dothe he feele hys fyre manyfolde Hys heate hys luste his pleasure all in scare Consume and waste● and streyght hys crowne of gold Hys purple pauler hys scepter he le●teth fall And to the ground he throweth him self wyth all ☞ Then pompious pryde of state and dignite Forth with rebate repentaunt humblenes Thinner vyle clothe then clothed pouertie Doth scantlye hyde and cladde hys nakednes Hys fayre hoore bearde of reuerente grauitie Wyth ruffeled heyre knowyng hys wyckednes More lyke was he the same repentaunce Then statelye prynce of worldelye gou●rnaunce ☞ ●ys harpe he takethe in hand to be his guide Wherwyth he offreth playnts hys soule to saue That from hys harte dystylleth on euery syde Wythedrawynge hym selfe into a darke cau● Within the ground wher he might hym ●yde Flyinge the lyghte as in pryson or graue In which as sone as Dauid entred had The darcke horror dyd make hys faulte a drad ✚ But wythout prolongyng or delaye Of that whyche myghte hys Lorde hys God appease Falleth on hys knees and wyth hys harpe I saye Afore hys breste frawted wythe dysease Of stormye syghes depe draughtes of hys d●caye Dressed vpryghte sekyng to conterpase Hys songes wythe syghes and touchynge of the stringes Wyth tender harte too thus to God he synges Domine ne in furore O Lord syns my mouthe thy myghtie name Suffereth it selfe my lord to name to call Here hathe my harpe he taken by the same That the repentaunce whych I haue and shall Maye at thy hande seke mercy as the thynge Of onely comfort to wretched sinners all Whereby I dare w t humble bemonynge By the goodnes of thee this thynge requyre Chas●yce me not for my deseruinge Accordynge to thy ●uste conceaued yre O lorde I dreade and that I did not dreade I me repente and euermore d●syre Thee to dreade I open here and sprede My faulte to thee but thou for thy goodnes Measure it not in largenes nor in breade Punishe it not as asketh thee greatnes Of thy furor prouoked by myne offence Temper o lorde the harme of my excesse Wyth mendyng wyll that I for recompence Prepare agayne and rather pytye me For I am weake and cleane wythout defence More is