The Kynges Psalmes ¶ The firste Psalme 〈◊〉 the obteinyng remission â—f synnes O Lorde of Lordes God almightie greate and dreadfull whiche by thy woorde haste made heauen yearth the Sea and all thynges conteined in them Nothyng is hable to resist thy power thy mercie is ouer all thy woorkes 〈◊〉 thynges bée vnder thy dominioÌ„ and rule bothe man 〈◊〉 beaste and all liuyng â—â—â—atures Thou arte mercifull too whom thou wilte and haste compassion on whom it pleaseth thee Thy counsaile shalt stand for euer and what so euer thou wilt shalbe doen. Power Dominion and Glorie is thine whiche arte aboue all thynges and in all thynges and in vs all Thou arte father of mercies and GOD of all grace peace and comforte whiche wilt not the death of sinneâ— nor delitest in the damnation of soules O Lorde God whiche art riche in mercie and of thyne especiall loue towardes vs euen when wee were thyne enemies by sinne didst sende into the worlde thyne onely begotteÌ„ sonne Iesus Christ that whosoeuer beleueth duly in hym shall not perishe but haue euerlastyng life Haue mercie vpoÌ„ me haue mercie vpon me accordyng to thy greate mercie And according to the multitude of thy mercâ—â— put awaie myne 〈…〉 O God moste 〈…〉 me from my 〈◊〉 and make me cleane 〈◊〉 myne vncleannesse For I acknowledge O Lorde my heinous synnes and accuse my self of myne vnrighteous deedes I confesse against my self the wickednesse of my hart whiche hath been euer vnfaithfull and rebellyng against thy preceptes I haue béen an vntrue and a froward childe to thee and haue prouoked thee with my vanities O holie father I haue offended thy diuine Maiestie and am not worthie to bee called thy sonne Bicause I prouoked thee to anger through the multitude of my synnes and haue not exercised my self in thy righteous lawes I haue turned backe from thy waies and doen euill before thee I haue doen wickedly and vniustly behaued my selfe leauing thy coÌ„maundementes and murmuring against thy correction I haue tourned my self awaie and not kepte my promise made vnto thée I haue walked in an euill waie after myne owne thoughtes fantasies chusyng the thynges that thou wouldest not O Lorde God almightie I haue not feared thee nor shewed due reuerence vnto thee but I haue been disobedient stubburne vnto thée As a coÌ„mon harlot is with out shame eueÌ„ so am I without shame of my synnes for behold I speake vnto thee yet I synne more and more I haue left that whiche is good and gone backe from thee and I haue not put my truste and hope in thee my maker but haue soughte for helpe and sauegarde otherwise I haue ploughed wickednesse and reaped iniquitie eaten the fruicte of lyes Bicause I haue trusted in mine owne waie I haue cast thy lawes behynde my backe not regardyng thy commaundementes nor leauyng mine owne leude customes I haue not giuen my hart to returne to thy pathes for I would not knowe thee but haue falleÌ„ through mine iniquitie I neuer vnto this day turned truely vnto thée with all my harte But as a woman that breaketh her fidelitie and promise vnto her houseband euen so O lorde God I haue broken my promise vnto thee For I haue liued abhominablie and haue had no remorse nor repentaunce for my euill deedes but haue runne from synne to synne followyng the leude desires of my harte Thou knoweste all thynges O Lorde howe I haue prouoked thée to displeasure by my leude inuentions and none of all my synnes be hid from thee I hated thy discipline and correction and regarded not thy wordes and saiynges I haue not doen penaunce for my malice But haue increased in muche vanitie My harte hath been voide of truthe my handes haue wrought vnrighteousnesse My tonge hath spoken sinfully and I haue laboured with the imagination of my harte to finde out lyes and deceiptes and no truth hath been in my waies I haue accustomed my tong to speake â—rifles vanities fulfillyng my fleshly desires and thoughtes my purposes and inuentions haue been contrary to thy will whereby I haue offended the eyes of thy Maiestie Thou haste seen all these thynges O Lorde and haste holdeÌ„ thy peace and yet thei were euill in thy fighte and displeased thee In thy anger thou hast cast me awaie and arte diuided from me now many daies Thou hast giuen me vp to the desires of my harte To doe the thynges whiche bee not semyng Woe I am that I haue gone from thée greate is my miserie that I haue lead my life in synne Woe is me that I haue forsaken thee to doe my deuises not after thy minde to accomplishe my thoughtes which haue not proceaded of thy spirite but haue heaped vp synne vpon synne Myne infamie reproche is daiely before mine eyes for shame I dare not shewe my face And now o lord god why forgettest thou me why kepeste thou awaie so long thy mercie from me Heare now my cause gratiously although thou haste been displeased with me agreate while For thou arte mercifull bee not angrie alwaies I beseche thee Cast not awaie a contrite penitent persone a wretch and an abiecte whiche humblie calleth vpon thy name Tourne againe a little toward me O lorde God and forgiue me my mischeuous deedes Order me not accordyng to my sinnes nor punish me as my wickednes deserueth Shewe not forthe thy power against a poore wretch persecute hym not so sore which is without al streÌ„gth Turne not thy face alwaie from my praiers but accordyng to thy promises take me againe vnto thy fauour For I am thyne O righteous father whoÌ„ thine onely deare sonne hath redemed with his precious bloud And now my soule abhorreth my old coÌ„uersation and of thee whiche arte iudge of all men I aske mercie I dooe submit my self vnder thy mightie hand for after thyne anger thou shewest mercie and in the time of tribulation thou doest forgiue synnes I acknowledge that I am a sinner beseching thee lorde God almightie of thy goodnesse to doe with me accordyng to thy greate mercie I am coÌ„founded and ashamed to lifte vp myne eyes vnto thee for my synnes are ascended vp vnto thy sight Against thee O father againste thee I haue synned and dooen euill before thee thou seest that myne iniquitie is greate Truely I haue béen an offender againste thee euen from my cradell and sinee I sucked my mothers brestes I haue not ceased to doe euil Beholde I was begotten in iniquitie and my mother brought me into this worlde defiled with synne For the Corne of an euill seede is sowen in my harte and how muche wickednesse hath sprong therof vnto this daie thou knowest O lorde I can not shake of my synnes and offence but I carrie still with me the infamie of my youth Behold lord I am sold vnder sinne and in my fleshe I finde not that whiche is good For the good that I would that dooe I not but the euill that I hate that I doe
Al the thoughtes and imaginations of my harte haue been sette to dooe euill euer since I was young O why do I dye in my sinnes lorde God seyng thy wil is not that a synner dye but returne from his synne and liue For thou art good and mercifull and accordyng to thy greate mercie sauest theim that be vnworthie For albeit no man is able to beare the punishemente whiche thou dooest threaten against sinners yet the mercie whiche thou hast promised is greate vnsearchable Thou hast shewed mercie a thousande tymes heretofore to make thy name glorious as it is euen yet still The olde fathers in their necessities cried vnto thee thou didst deliuer them ther putte their trust in thee and thei were not confounded When thei were at their wittes ende and wiste not what to dooe this was their onely refuge to lift vp their eyes to thee Thou didst saue theim for thy names sake to shewe in them thy might and streÌ„gth Many a tyme thei prouoked thee throughe their iniquities and stirred thy goodnesse to displeasure Yet when thou saweste their tribulation and their lowlie submission vnto thee Thou didst remember thy promise and by and by baddest pitie and compassion vppon theim accordyng to the multitude of thy mercies Haue mercie vpon me O lorde God omnipotent haue mercie vpon me for I am a miserable and a wretched creature make me whole I beseche thee whoÌ„ thou haste striken for my synne and iniquitie My soule is troubled greatly how long O lorde wilt thou not loke towardes me How long wilt thou reiect my praier thus criyng oute vnto thée Wilte thou heare me at no tyme Howe long wilt thou tourne awaie thy face from me Where be thy old mercies O Lorde whom thou haste stablished in thy truthe Wilt thou now O Lorde God cease to shewe mercie Or wilt thou withdraw thy goodnesse for displeasure Hast thou caste me awaie for euer That thou wilte neuer hereafter bee pleased with me Thy hande is not weakened but it maie help and thy eares bee not stopped that thei refuse to heare How long shall my minde bee troubled with painfull and heauie thoughtes How long shall sorowe formente my harte How long shall myne enemie haue the ouerhande of me loke towardes me lorde God and heare my praier Giue light to myne eyes for I haue slepte to longe in death and my synnes haue preuailed against me Tourne againe O Lorde turne again and deliuer my soule saue me for thy great mercies sake Loe nowe is the accepted tyme nowe bee the daies of healthe and grace In death who shall remeÌ„ber thee In hell who shall laude or praise thee He that liueth he that liueth shall praise thee shall make thy mercie knowen Lorde rebuke me not in thine anger nor punishe me in thy greate displeasure Cast not thy dartes at me nor laie not thy heauie hand vpon me For I haue borne thyne anger a loÌ„g while and of the Cup of thy high displeasure I haue drunke very deepe There is no health in my fleshe for feare of thy displesure I haue no peace nor reste when I beholde my synnes My iniquities bee gone ouer my head and like an heuie burdein thei daily presse me doune The woundes in my soule dooe fester and stincke euen through myne owne follie I am a wretche cast awaie froÌ„ thy fauour and presence and goe mournynge all the daie long My soule is full of filthynesse and no parte of me is whole and sounde Wherefore my enemies dooe persecute me the more the greatnesse of my paine maketh me to rore and crie My hart fainteth and treÌ„bleth within me and my strength is gone awaie O Lorde thou knoweste my desire and thou seest my necessitie Forgiue me all my sinnes O Lorde GOD almightie for thyne owne sake and put out of thy sight my heinous offences for according to thy goodnesse thou haste promised forgiuenesse of synnes to theim that doe penaunce Haue mercie on me lorde for the glorie and honour of thy name and bee no longer displeased with me and then thou shalt surely be knowen to bee iuste and true in thy wordes and shalt ouercome when thou art iudged For by this thy great grace shalbe knowen that thou takest mercy on them whiche haue not whereof thei maie glory in thy sight And all the dwellers on the yearth shall learne and knowe thy goodnesse when thou shalt conferre and giue thy benefites to vs for thy greate names sake and not after our euill waies and wicked deedes Uerely lorde God except thou shewe vnto vs thy manifolde mercies the worlde shall not haue life nor thei that dwell therein And if thou helpe vs not with thy goodnesse how may thei whiche haue offended be raised vp froÌ„ their sinnes Haue mercie on me o good father haue mercie on me and for thy glorious name be no loÌ„ger angrie with me Take me synner vnto thy mercie for the name of thy holy sonne Iesus whoÌ„ thou haste sente to bee the obtainer of mercie for our sinnes through faithe in his bloud Beholde holie father beholde thy childe whom thou hast chosen beholde thy welbeloued sonne in whom thy soule deliteth vppon whom thou hast put thy holy spirit and sent hym to preache the Gospell to the poore to heale theim whiche for their synnes bee sorowfull and contrite to comforte them that mourne to preache pardone to the prisoners and sight to the blinde Beholde thy littell one which was borne for vs behold thy sonne whiche is giuen to vs whom thou haste not spared but giueÌ„ to death for vs all to bee a sweete offeryng and sacrifice to thee Uerely be tooke vpon him in his bodie our infirmities and he bare our paines He was made weake for our sinnes and he was wouÌ„â—ed for our offences The correcttion for oure peace was laied vpon hym by the strokes that he suffered our wouÌ„des wer healed All wee went a straie like sheepe euery one followed his owne waie and thou O lorde puttest on him our iniquitie strikyng hym for the offences of thy people He gaue his bodie to bee beaten and his cheekes to be striken he turned not a waie his face from them that scorned him and spit vpon hym Through his loue mercie he hath redeemed theim that were loste and by his bloud shedde on the crosse he hath pacified all thynges in heauen and in yearth He gaue hymself to death and made his praiers for theÌ„ whiche were offenders Loke O mercifull father and consider who it is that thus did suffer and remember I besche thee for whom he hath suffered For this is that innocente whom thou gauest to death for vs euen then when wee were synners and shall wée not beyng now iustified by his bloud muche rather bee saued from wrathe through hym If we when we were yet enemies were reconciled to thee by the death of thy soÌ„ne shall wée not beyng reconciled muche rather bee saued by his life Behold that pure
vs not accordyng to our synnes nor punishest vs accordyng to our desertes Looke howe high the heauen is in comparison of the yearth so greate is thy mercie towardes vs. How farre as the Easte is distante from the Weste so farre O Lorde remoue our synnes from vs. Like as a naturall father hath pitie vpon his children euen so O Lorde God thou hast had compassion vpō vs. Thou haste not forgotten thy creature Thou remembrest that we are fleshe yea all men liuyng And that the age of menne is like vnto grasse and maie bee compared to the flowers in the fielde Whiche as soone as the sharpe winde hath blowen vpon them with his blastes wither awaie dye so that no man can tell where thei did growe But thy mercie O lorde and thy louyng kindnesse is alwaies vpon thē that feare thee and thy righteousnesse indureth for euer So that we kéepe our promise and couenaunte with thee and so remember thy commaundmentes that we doe them in deede O Lorde thou hast stablished thy throne in heauen and thou gouernest 〈◊〉 thynges by thin imperiall power I will magnifie thee O GOD and praise thy name worlde without ende I will giue thee thankes alwaie and make thy name glorious for euer O Lorde thou art puissant and greate and thy magnificence is vnsearcheable One generatiō shall shew to an other thy workes and thei shall declare thyne auncient noble actes Thei shal euer praise the magnificence of the glory of thy holines and the memorie of thy greate goodnesse For thou arte good and gracious to all menne and thy mercie exceadeth all thy workes The iyes of all menne beholde and waite vpon ther that thou shouldeste giue thē their sustenaunce in tyme conuenient Thou openest thyne hand and fillest euery liuyng creature with foode necessarie O Lorde thou arte rightfull in all thy waies and holy in all thy deedes Thou kepest al them that loue thée and the torment of malice shall not touche thee My mouthe shall speake thy glorie and praise and all liuyng creatures shall honor thy holie name for euer Praise the lorde O ye his Aungels mightie in power whiche doe his commaundementes and obeye the voyce of his worde Praise ye altogether God O ye all his hostes you his ministers that doe his will and pleasure Praise the Lorde O ye all his sainctes for his name is glorious and his praise goeth aboue bothe heauen and yearth Praise the lorde together O ye all his woorkes euery thyng that liueth praise ye the Lorde Amen FINIS XV. PSALMORVM ¶ The .xxj. Psalme Of Dauid The complaint of Christ on the Crosse. MY God my God why hast thou forsakē me It semeth that I shal not obtayne deliueraunce thoughe I seeke for it with loude cries My God I will crie all the daie long but thou wilt not aunswere and all the nighte longe without takyng any reste The meane tyme thou moste holiest semest to sitte still not caryng for the thynges that I suffer whiche so ofte haste helped me heretofore and haste giuen to thy people Israell sufficient argumēte and matter to praise thée with songes wherwith thei haue giuen thankes to thee for thy benefites Our forefathers wer wōt to put their trust in thée and as often as thei did so thou diddest deliuer them As ofte as thei cried for helpe to thee thei were deliuered as oft as thei committed theim self to thee thei were not put to any shame But as for me I seem rather to bee a worme then a man the dunghill of Adā the outcast of the vulgar people As many as haue séen me haue laughed me to scorne and reuiled me and shakyng their heades in derision at me thei cast me in the feeth saiyng he is wont to boaste and glory that he is in great fauour with God wherefore let God now deliuer hym if he loue hym so well By thy procuremente O lorde I came out of my mothers wombe and thou gauest me good comforte euen when I sucked my mothers breastes Throughe thy meanes I came into this worlde and as sone as I was borne I was lefte to thy tuition yea thou waste my God when I was yet in my mothers wombe Wherefore goe not farre awaie from me for daunger is euen now at hande and I so no man that will help me Many Bulles haue closed me in bothe strong and fat thei haue cōpassed me round aboute Thei haue opened their mouthe against me like vnto a Lyon that gapeth vpon his preie and roareth for hunger I am powred out like water and all my lymmes loosed one frō thother and my harte is melted within me as it were waxe All my strengthe is gone and dried vp like vnto a tile stone my tongue cleaueth to the roofe of my mouthe and at the laste I shalbée buried in the earth as the dead be wont For dogges haue compassed me rounde aboute and the moste wicked haue conspired against me thei haue made holes through my handes and my feete I was so vngently intreated of them that I might easily nōber all my bones and after al the paine torment that thei did to me with greuous countenaunce thei stared and looked vpon me Thei deuided my clothes emong them and cast lottes for my coate Wherefore Lorde I beseche thee go not farre from me but for as muche as thou art my power my strength make hast to helpe me Deliuer my soule frō daūger of the sworde and keepe my life destitute of all mennes helpe from the violence of the dogge Saue me from the mouth of the Lyon and take me frō the hornes of the vnicornes I wil shewe vnto my brethren the Maiestie of thy name and when the people is moste assembled together I will praise and set foorthe thy moste worthie actes and deedes All that worship the lord praise hym all the posteritie of Iacob magnifie hym all ye that be of the stocke of Israell with reuerence serue and honour hym For he hath not despised and set at naught the poore man bicause of his miserie nor he hath not disdainfullie tourned awaie his face from hym but rather as sone as the poore manne cried vnto hym for helpe he heard hym by and by I will praise thee with my songes opēly in a multitude of people I will performe my vowes in the fight of thē that honour thee The poore shall eate and bee satisfied thei shall praise the lord that studie to please hym and as many of you as continue stil suche your hartes shall liue All the endes of the world shall consider these thinges and bée tourned to the lorde and all Heathen natiōs shall submit them selues and doe homage vnto thee For the Lorde hath a power roiall and an Imperial dominion ouer the heathen The mooste mightie and greatest of all thē that dwell on the yearth haue eaten and after that thei haue tasted the spirituall giftes of the Lorde thei haue submitted theim self and made hūble suite vnto
hym yea and all the deade whiche are huried in the yearth shal knele and make reuerence in his honour bicause he hath not disdained to spende his owne life for them Thei that shall come after vs shall honour and serue hym These thynges shall bee written of the Lorde that our posteritie maie knowe and vnderstande them That thei also maie come and shewe these thynges to the people that shalbe borne of them that the Lorde hath doen these thynges whiche be so marueilous A Psalme of thankes giuyng Iubilate deo omnis terra REioyce and syng in the honour of the Lorde all ye that liue on yearth Worshippe and serue the Lorde with gladnesse come into his sighte and presence with ioye and mirthe Acknowledge you and cōfesse that the Lorde is that GOD whiche hath created and made vs for truely wee made not our self but we bée his people and his flocke which he nourisheth and feedeth continually Goe ye through his gates to giue him thākes for the innumerable benefites which ye haue receiued of hym and to syng through his courtes his worthie actes and dedes praise hym and highlie commende his name For the lorde is both good and gracious and his mercie is infinite he is moste constaunt in kéepyng of his promises not to one generation onely but euen to all ¶ A Psalme to be saied in the tyme of any common plague sicknesse or other crosse and visitation of GOD. O Come let vs humble our selues fall doune before the Lorde with reuerence and feare For he is the Lorde oure God and wee are the people of his pasture and the sheepe of his handes Come therefore lette vs turne againe vnto our lorde for he hath smitten vs and he shall heale vs. Let vs repent and tourne from our wickednesse and our sinnes shalbe forgiuē vs. Lette vs tourne and the Lorde will tourne from his heauie wrathe and will pardon vs we shall not perish For wee knowledge oure fault and our sinnes be euer before vs. Wee haue sore prouoked thyne anger O Lorde thy wrathe is waxen hotte and thy heauie displeasure is sore kindled against vs. Thou haste in thyne indignatiō striken vs with gréeuous sicknesse and by and by we haue fallen as leaues beaten doune with a vehemente winde In dede we acknowledge that all punishementes are lesse then our deseruynges but yet of thy mercie Lorde correcte vs to amendement and plague vs not to our destruction For thy hand is not shortned that thou canst not help neither is thy goodnesse abated that thou wilt not hear Thou haste promised O Lorde that afore wee crye thou wilte heare vs whilest wee yet speake thou wilte haue mercie vpon vs. For none that trust in thée shalbee confounded neither any that call vpon thee shalbe despised For thou arte the onely Lorde who woundeste and doest heale againe who killest and reuiueste bryngeste euen to helle and bryngeste backe againste Our fathers hoped in thée thei trusted in thée and thou diddest deliuer them Thei called vpon thée and were helped thei put their truste in thee and were not confounded O Lorde rebuke not vs in thyne indignation neither chasten vs in thy heauie displeasure O remember not the synnes offences of our youth but accordyng to thy mercie thinke thou vpon vs o lorde for thy goodnes Haue mercie vpon vs O Lorde for wée are weake O Lorde heale vs for our bones are vexed And nowe in the vexation of our spirites and the anguishe of our soules wee remember thee and wee crye vnto thee heare Lorde and haue mercie For thyne owne sake and for thy holie names sake incline thyne eare and heare O mercifull Lorde For we doe not powre out our praiers before thy face trustyng in our owne righteousnesse but in thy greate and manifolde mercies Washe vs throughly frō our wickednesse and clense vs from our synnes Tourne thy face from our synnes and put out all oure misdeedes Make vs cleane hartes O God and renewe a right spirite within vs. Helpe vs o God of our saluation for the glorie of thy name O deliuer vs and bee mercifull vnto our synnes for thy names sake So we that be thy people and shepe of thy pasture shal giue thee thankes for euer and will alwaies be shewing forthe thy praise from generation to generation Glory be to the father c. As it was in the begin c. ¶ A Psalme of thankesgiuing for deliuerance from the plague or any other kinde of sicknes trouble or affliction LOrde thou arte become gracious vnto thy lande thou hast turned alwaie the afflictions of thy seruantes Thou hast taken awaie al thy displeasure and tourned thy self from thy wrathfull indignation For if thou lord hadst not helped vs it had not failed but our soules had been put to silence But when wee saied oure feete haue slipped thy mercie O lorde helped vs vp In the multitude of the sorowes that wee had in our hartes thy comfortes haue refreshed our soules Our soules waited still vpon the lorde our soules hāged vpon his helpe our hope was alwaies in hym In the Lordes woorde did wée reioyce in Gods woorde did we comfort our selues For the lorde saied call vpon me in the tyme of trouble and I will heare thee and thou shalt praise me So when wée were poore nedie sickly and in heuines the lord cared for vs he was our help and our sauiour accordyng to his woorde In our aduersitie and distresse he hath lifte vp oure heades and saued vs frō vtter destruction He hath deliuered our soules from death he hath fedde vs in the tyme of dearth he hath saued vs from the noysome pestilence Therefore wil we offer in his holie temple the oblatiō of thankesgiuing with great gladnesse wée will syng and speake praises vnto the lord our sauiour We wil giue thankes vnto the lord for he is gracious and his mercie indureth for euer The Lorde is full of compassion and mercie long sufferyng plenteous in goodnesse and pitie His mercie is greater then y e heauens his gracious goodnes reacheth vnto y e cloudes Like as a father pitieth his owne children euen so is the Lorde mercifull vnto theim that feare hym Therefore will we praise thée and thy mercies o God vnto thee will wee syng O thou holy one of Israell We will syng a new song vnto thee O God wee will praise the Lorde with Psalmes of thankes giuyng O syng praises syng praises vnto our GOD O syng praises syng praises vnto our kyng For God is the king of the yearth sing praises with vnderstandyng Wee will magnifie thee O GOD our kyng we will praise thy name for euer and euer Euery daie will wee giue thākes vnto thee and praise thy name for euer and euer Our mouthe shall speake the praises of the Lorde and let all fleshe giue thankes to his holie name for euer and euer Blessed be the Lorde God of Israell for euer and blessed bee the name of his Maiestie worlde without
soule beholde I am come to thee thy healthe thy saluation The third Psalme for remission of synnes O God eternall iuste and holie whiche kepest couenaunte and mercie with theÌ„ that loue thee and kéepe thy commaundementes Loke at me haue mercy vpon me for I haue trespassed againste thee and dooen euill in thy sight Shewe foor the vppon me the tender affections of thy mercie that thy seruaunte maie haue an harte to praye vnto thee I humbly make my praier before thy face not trustyng in mine owne righteousnes but in thy greate mercies For I am vncleane filthie and al my righteousnes is like a foule bloudy cloâ—te Unto thee O lorde be iustice mercie and pitie but vnto me bee confusion and shame for my iniquities Certainly euen from my beginnyng I haue vsed my self proudly against thee doyng wickedly ceasyng not O Lorde thou haste redemed me and yet I haue not ceased to offende thee my harte hath not been straight in thy sight Thou hast taught and instructed me and stablished my power and I haue been euill affected towardes thee being like vnto a deceiptfull bowe My pride and presumptioÌ„ accuse me to my face I am ouerthrowen in mine owne wickednesse I doe seke thee O lorde I beseche thée that I maie finde thee thou arte separated froÌ„ me for I haue gredily folowed filthinesse Yet will I accuse myne owne synfull waies before thée o lorde vntill thou haue mercie vpon me and receiue me againe into thy fauour God forbidde that euer I should departe from thee again and not diligently seke for thy promises I wil neuer hold my peace nor kéepe silence vntill thou haue established that couenaunt with me which thou haste made and ordeined in tymes paste That is to saie like as the iustice of a iuste maÌ„ shall not deliuer or saue hym what time soeuer he shall offende so the wickednesse of a wicked man shall not hurt him what tyme so euer he shall return froÌ„ his wickednes In hope of this O Lorde God I will tarrie thy pleasure for thou art good to theÌ„ that trust in thee and to the soule that seketh thee Thou kepest thy truth for euermore and the woorde whiche issueth forthe of thy mouthe shall not bee voide and of none effecte Destroie me not good lord for my synnes Nor reserue not eternall punishemente for me Open thyne eyes and beholde the greatnesse of my paine my affâ—iction for my iniquitie is great in thy sight and my sinnes haue brought me into this trouâ—le Destroie me not vtterlie nor leaue me in my synnes for thou art God of mercie and very gracious Execute not the punishement vpon me whiche thou haddest purposed doe to me accordyng to thy name although my defaultes and sinnes be many O lorde thou art my God and thy name hath been put vpoÌ„â—e leaue me not in the deepenesse of my troubles Thou haste chastised and reformed many and haste strengthened the weary haÌ„des thy woordes haue set vp him that staggered and thou haste made straight the croked knees Wherefore I will seeke thee O Lorde God whiche haste wrought greate thynges vnsearcheable and innumerable Thou haste taken vp the poore out of the duste hast exalted theim whiche were obiectes For thou doest deliuer the poore in his miserie out of the straite and bottomelesse pit of tribulation and out of the wide mouth of anguishe and affliction into reste and quietnesse Thou art gracious mercifull for that thou sheweste mercie to theÌ„ whiche he not yet come into the world and thou art very merciful to theÌ„ whiche diligentely obserue and keepe thy lawes thou doest pacieÌ„tly suffer sinners giuing them time and place wherby thei maie be chaunged from their malice Heare me poore wretche makyng supplication vnto thee for in thee thy name I haue put my truste and affiaunce Take me thy seruauÌ„t vnto thee and make me good and let me not be disapoineted of that I looke for Come again o lorde God and saue my soule destroye me not whom thou hast redeemed by thy great might and power Loke not vpoÌ„ the hardnes of my harte nor vpoÌ„ my sinnes but like as thou hast many tymes shewed mercie so nowe bee mercifull and forgiue me Heare me O lorde and be pacified regarde my praier and dooe accordynge to thy greate name O Lorde I looke to haue helpe and saluation froÌ„ thée and this is my daiely meditation and exercise For thy mercies be great thy goodnes is inestimable Heare me nowe fauourably and withholde thy mercies no longer from me In the waie of thy iudgementes I will looke after thee my soule desireth too magnifie thy name and to haue thee in memorie Incline my hart to do thy commaundementes and directe my waies euermore in thy sight Lette me neuer hereafter goe awaie from thy waies nor leaue me not now in the deepenesse of my troubles Tourne not thyne eyes awaie from me but teach me O lorde to doe those thynges whiche are pleasaunt in thy sight Make a perpetuall league and couenaunt with me that thou wilt put thy feare into my harte y t I neuer swarue from thee in all my life Withdrawe not thy goodnesse from me for euer but kepe thy promise fidelitie Be good vnto me with beneuoleuce fauour for thou art mercifull and thy displesure continueth not for euer RemeÌ„ber me with fauour and kindnesse and visite me with thy saluation I knowe O Lorde God that thou arte gracious and mercifull pacient of great mercifulnesse Thou art good and mercifull thou kéepest couenaunt and mercy with thy seruauÌ„tes which walke before thée in their whole harte There is none other God but thou whiche regardeste and carest for all For thou haste been euer very mercifull to me deliuering my soule from the depe helle Let thy goodnesse o lorde bee euer with me for all my wealth resteth onely in thee In the tyme of tribulatioÌ„ I call vpon thée O lorde for thou art nigh vnto theÌ„ which call vpon thy holy name Succoure me O God and looke merily vpon me shew me the lighte of thy countenaunce in thee my soule trusteth and my hart reioyceth Let my praier come vnto thy throne bowe doun thine eare vnto my crie Heare me now beyng penitent O lorde whom thou hast hitherto paciently suffered to the intent I should repent and amende my life O God I haue opened vnto thee my life Saue me for thy names sake For my trust is in thee What care I for worldlie thynges this one thing onely I neede and desire that I maie finde grace and fauour in thy sight Wherefore I beseche thée O lorde God take awaie froÌ„ me this pain and sorowe or at leaste wise mitigate asswage it either by comfort or by counsaile or by what meanes so euer it shall bee seen good to thee ¶ The fowerth Psalme is a complaint of a penitent sinner which is sore troubled ouercome with synne O Lorde GOD mercifull and
studied wisedome and his tong shall speake iudgement The lawe of God shall be written in his harte and he shall not be ouerthrowen as he goeth O Lorde whiche art my God and my sauiour heare my praier and my tongue shall euer speake and sette out thy mercies Giue me wisedome which is assistēt to the throne that I mai◠discerne betweene good and euill maie know thy holy misteries Open myne eyes that I maie perceiue and beholde the wounderfull thynges whiche be in thy lawe Remēber thy worde now I call vpon thee For I haue put my hope in it make me to knowe the waye of thy wisedome and hide not thy knowledge from me Order me accordyng too thy mercie and disappoincte me not of that I looke for Teache me right wisedom and intelligence for thy wisedome is all that I desire Putte thy woorde in my mouth and fasten thy wisedome in my harte Let thy wisedome rule guide my thoughtes That thei maie alwaie please thee Thy wordes be wōderful and marueilous wherefore my soule deliteth in them Thy wisedome is perfect and thy knowledge is clere and giueth light to the iyes It is more amiable then golde and precious stones it is farre sweeter then the honie combe Thy wisedome is pure and vndefiled and maketh soules strong thy wordes be certaine true and giue vnderstādyng vnto the simple When shal he that erreth in his spirite haue knoweledge and when shal he that is ignoraunt haue learning When wilte thou sende doune thy holie spirite from aboue when shall the blinde hart be lightned with knowledge when shall the tongue that stammereth bee made eloquent I am like a babe without wisedome and discretion let thy strong hande O Lorde be my helpe I knowe that thou canste doe all thynges and nothing is harde to thee Thou art greate O lorde and canste not bee knowen and thy wisedome is infinite I haue declared my cause before thée doe with thy seruaūt accordyng to thy great mercie Loke toward me and haue mercie vpon me that I may bryng to passe that whiche I beleue and thinke may be doen by thee Make the waie of thy wisdome knowen vnto me and replenishe my hart with the knowledge thereof Heare my voice O lorde accordyng to thy mercie intreate me accordyng to iudgemente Giue glory vnto thy name O Lorde for thou onely art good and wise and there is none other sauior beside thée Heare me O Lorde for thy name sake and withhold not thy mercie from me My lipps shall speake and set forth thy laude and praise when thou haste taught me thy wisedome Then I will declare thy marueiles That other also maie be conuerted vnto thée And maie blesse thy name for euer worlde without ende Amen The sixte Psalme A Christian man praieth that he maie bee heard of GOD. O Lorde heare my praiers and lette my crie come to thee Turne not awaie thy face from me in the daie of my tribulation What daie so euer I shall call vpon thee heare me O Lorde God For thou arte greate and workest wonders thou onely art God Also thy workes be great thy thoughtes bee very profounde and deepe Bowe doune thyne eare vnto me and heare me for I am poore and without help Haue mercie vpon me O lord for whē trouble cometh I flie vnto thee for succour Make glad the soule of thy seruaunt for I haue lifted vp my harte vnto thee O lorde thou art good and mercifull of muche mercy to al them that call vpō thee Heare my request and peticion and graciously accept my praiers O Lorde GOD in thee I trust let me not be confounded I beseche thee Deliuer me in thy righteousnesse Herken vnto the voice of my crie O my kyng and my God for I make my humble suite vnto thee Hear my voice with whiche I call vppon thee haue mercie vpō me and saue me My praiers bee euer vnto thee O lorde God if that the tyme of thy gracious pleasure shall come whē that accordyng to the multitude of thy mercie thou wilt heare me in the truth of thy helth Haue regarde vnto me O lord for thy mercie is swete accordyng to the multitude of thy mercies loke vpō me Goe not farre awaie from me O my GOD but make haste to helpe me Let my woordes bee pleasaunte vnto thee and make that the thoughtes and meditation of my harte maie be acceptable afore thee Turne not awaie thy face from thy seruaunt for trouble riseth vp againste me on euery side wherefore nowe succour me My hart desireth thee my soule seketh for thée I tarry and looke when I maie beholde thy face Turne not awaie thy face from me cast not awaie thy seruaunt in a displeasure Thou hast alwaies helped me before this time forsake me not nowe in my moste nede o my lord and my God To thee I crie daiely goe not awaie frō me and turne not the deafe eare vnto me Cause my praier to enter into thy presēce and let my crie come vnto thee Heare me O Lorde for I lifte vp my mynde vnto thy holie temple Help now in time of trouble for vain is the help of mā I looke after thy helpe O Lorde and to thy iudgemetes my will is conformable Looke vnto me and take pitie vpon me for I am poore and lefte alone O Lorde God of hostes if thou wilt thou maiest helpe me nothyng can ouercome thy strength My God my God leaue me not in these greuous tribulations for thy greate names sake O God make hast to deliuer me O lorde make spede to helpe me Bee contented to deliuer me For in thee I truste O Lorde God Beholde I haue no helpe in my self There is no man that regardeth my necessitie I am poore and in miserie and great calamitie and my strength is gone from me Arise vp O Lorde and declare thy glorie vnto thy seruaunte Let saluation and healthe come to me frō thée y t all my enemies maie be ashamed Thine arme is mightie and strong and when thou wilt all thynges bee obedient vnto thee Heauen is thyne yea and the earth is thyne thou madest the worlde and all that is therein Let thy mercie comforte me whiche surely I desire more then this life I sticke to thy testimonies O Lorde let me not bee confounded Out of the depe I haue called vnto thee O lorde lorde heare my voice O let thyne eares marke wel the voice of my cōplaint O lorde if thou impute my sinnes vnto me how maie I looke for thy grace pardon But thy mercie exceadeth all thynges and thy truthe passeth the heauens Wherfore my soule hath looked to thee and to thee maketh humble praiers O God bee not still keepe not silēce but for thine owne sake sée that thy holie name be not dishonoured Extende out thy mercy to them that call vpō thee and thy righteousnesse to theim that seeke thée I haue caste my burdeine vpon thee beare me vp and lette me not alwaies