of hym to stand Which turnth moist soyle to wildernes dryeth vp springs to land 34 A fruitefull earth he makth as salt and barren ground The dwellers sinnes be cause therof where in their liues be found 35 So he the desert makth to flow wyth water springes And soyle most dry from barennes by runnyng brookes he bringes 36 And there he setth to dwell all hungry nedefull men To build themselfe a city strong as Forte therto to renne 37 And there the fieldes they sowe and vineyardes large they plant Swéete frutes to beare of yeres increase to féede their néede want 38 All them he blessth wyth store they then increase most hye And suffreth not theyr cattell once to droupe or yet to dye 39 But when they fall to sinne he them decayth agayne By cruell powers he bringth them low with cares opprest payne ¶ The Rectors 40 When thus afflict they feele decay By Princes great abuse Though out of way a tyme they stray At last he them reduce 41 For he the poore returnd by smart Doth rayse from misery His householdes yet he makth in part As flockes of sheepe to ligh ¶ The Quiere God graunt that they would prayse hartely then The Lorde for hys grace so to sing in their quiere The wonders he doth for the chylder of men Whose mercy so neare to them did appeare 42 That tymely they may this ponder aryght As righteous man in his duety so glad Is prest to reioyce wyth a godly delyte Where mouth of the bad shall dumly be sad The conclusion Mans hart that is wise these things wil aduise Pure thankes to procure â–ª to hys God for his cure And thus hys deuise may he iustly comprise Ryght oft is hys vre by loue to allure Kynde mercy so sure in hym doth endure Extoll hym I say both by night and by day Ren neuer astray from his mercifull way ¶ The Collecte WE do acknowledge O Lord thy manifolde mercies which thou doost daily bestow vppon our miserable necessities beseching thee as thou sittest in heauen on the ryght hand of thy father in throne of equall glory with him that we may worthely coÌ„ceiue and vnderstand this great mystery of thy inestimable mercies duely to laude the same to the glorye of thy name who with the father and the holy gost art worthy all prayse Amen ¶ Certayne verses of the sayd Psalme otherwise translated 6 When thus they cryed to God thus set in woes excesse Ryght soone he dyd deliuer them from all theyr hard distresse 7 For he led them the way both ryght and prosperous Wherby they did a citie fynde to dwell commodious 8 O that men would then prayse the Lordes benignitie To tell what actes ful strange he doth to mans posteritie 9 For that he doth refresh the soule in thyrst so dry And filleth the soule that hungry is wyth goodnes largely 13 When thus they cryed to God thus set in woes excesse Ryght soone he dyd deliuer them from all theyr hard distresse 14 For he then brought them forth from darke and dedly shade He brake theyr bondes and fetters strong to fréedom sure to wade 15 O that men would then prayse the Lordes benignitie To tell what actes ful strange he doth to mans posteritie 16 For he the gates of brasse hath all to shiuers broke And burst the barres a sunder quite in yron forgd by stroke 19 When thus they cryed to God thus set in woes excesse Ryght soone he dyd deliuer them from all theyr hard distresse 20 For he then sent hys worde he them restord by might Wherby they scapte destruction from peryll saued quite 21 O that men would then prayse the Lordes benignitie To tell what actes ful strange he doth to mans posteritie 22 That they would offer hym of thankes the sacrifice And full tell out hys workes so great in glad and thankfull wyfe 28 When thus they cryed to God thus set in woes excesse Ryght soone he dyd deliuer them from all theyr hard distresse 29 For he dryueth down the stormes and makth them soone to cease So that the waues be still agayne wherby they winne release 30 Then are they glad at hart because at rest they bée He bringth them thus to that theyr hauen which they so glad wold sée 31 O that men would then prayse the Lordes benignitie To tell what actes ful strange he doth to mans posteritie 32 That they would hym exalt when people most be met And prayse hym due where Elders bée together ioyntly set 40 Though he doth beare a whyle that tyrantes them oppresse And suffer them to go astray in wandryng wyldernesse 41 Yet he doth helpe the poore from hys great misery Hys householdes yet he makth in part as flockes of shepe to lye 42 The righteous man wyll this expend and eke reioyce Where that the mouth of wickednes shall whole be stopt in voyce 43 Who that is wyse I say will ponder all these thynges They shall so know what mercies frée the Lord in sorow bringes ¶ The Argument Psalme CVIII When Dauid kept Odollan caue Where Saule he scapte for all hys raue Thus thankes in song he dyd extende To God who did hys lyfe defende 1 MY hart to God is ready found Thy worthy laudes deuout to sound For sing I will and Psalmes recorde With glory due in tong and worde 2 Lyft vp thy selfe thou Psaltrye swéete Thou harpe euen so with tunes most méete For I my selfe will early ryse Newe songes to sing I wyll deuise 3 I thée wyll prayse O Lord in songe In peoples sight euen them among Yea Psalmes to thée I wyll arrect Among all folke of euery sect 4 For farre aboue the heauen we sée Standth firmly thy benignytie Thy fayth and truth as proufe doth teache Most nye the cloudes doth wholy reach 5 Be thou exalt O God on hye Aboue the heauens in maiestye Aboue all earth thy glory set That men may know thy power so great 6 That thy beloued from wretchednes Whole rydde may be in stablenesse Let thy right hand than vs preserue O aunswere me my turne to serue 7 God spake his word in holynes Wherein I ioy and shall no lesse All Sychem iust in partes I set And Sucoth vale I also met 8 All myne no doubt is Gilead And so is myne Manasses had And Ephraim my reigne the strength And Iuda is my guyde at length 9 Land Moab is my water pot And Idumye my conquerd lot Wheron my sho extend I wyll On Philistyne ioy shall I still 10 Who hath me brought to be so nye â–ª That cytye great â–ª so walled hye Who led me forth so iust to come To Idâ—mye to wynne renome 11 Was it not thou I say O God Which vs forsokst cast wyde abroade Which didst not walke as God with vs With our mayne hostes victorious 12 O geue vs helpe and that at hand Of all our griefe of troubles band For weake the helpe
power 21 O kepe in awe the Lyons iawe saue me from them that byte From all the hornes of Unicornes protect me Lord of myght 22 Thy power and name I shall declame to all my bretherne met Glad wyll I rayse in church thy prayse in congregation set 23 The Lord who fearth with lawds draw nere all Iacobs séede hym prayse Feare ye hym well all Israell hym magnify alwayes 24 He wyll aduise and not despise the poore for low degrée He hydth no face in tyme and place my prayer heard hath hée 25 I purpose mée to speake of thée in church thy prayse to sprede My vowes so plight in iust mens fight I will perfourme in dede 26 The méeke his brede shall eate full fed and prayse the Lord all day For God who séekth hys prayse he kéepth theyr hart shall lyue for aye 27 The world so brode will turne to God whyle thys they call to hart Before hys face all folke in place shall honour hym impart 28 All kyngdomes stand to God as bond theyr trybes and kynredes eke And them in raigne he shall retayne all quarters them to seke 29 The fat shall fede and serue in drede they all shall worshyp ryfe Yea dead men all to hym shall fall who gaue theyr soules no lyfe 30 My séede and bloud thys Lord so good shall serue in worship frée And thus my stocke as God hys flocke shall iust reputed bée 31 They shall procéede to shew in déede to people thence to come Gods iustice great from heauenly seat what he to them hath done ¶ The Collecte O God the heade and fountayne of all grace mercye which for our sake diddest descende into the wombe of the Virgine was fastened to a tree pierced through in thy handes and feete thy garmentes parted by lottes and yet after all this done thou dydst gloriously ryse agayne from death We beseche thee so to beare in mynde this thy humayne conuersation among men that thou mayst be alway to them which put theyr trust in thee a mercifull deliuerer who lyuest and raignest one God wyth the father the holy ghost for euer in perpetuall felicitie Amen ¶ The Argument Psalme XXIII The Christen man how God his lyfe doth guide Confesse he can how God his lyfe doth guide With meat so good from death his soule to hide of heauenly foode from death his soule to hide 1 THe Lord so good who geueth me food my shepeheard is and guide How can I want or suffer scant whan he defendth my side 2 To féede my néede he will me lead in pastures gréene and fat He forth brought me in libertie to waters delicate 3 My soule and hart he did conuert to me he sheweth the path Of rightwisenes in holines his name such vertue hath 4 Yea though I go through death hys wo his vaale and shadow wyde I feare no dart wyth me thou art wyth staffe and rod to guide 5 Thou shalt prouyde a table wyde for me agaynst theyr spite With oyle my head thou hast bespred my cup is fully dight 6 Thy goodnes yet and mercy great will kepe me all my dayes In house to dwell in rest full well wyth God I hope alwayes The Collecte LEade vs O Lorde by the rules of thy comfortable preceptes that when we haue optaynd the habitation of thy euerlasting mansion we may be fully satisfied with the cup of ioyful eternitie through Christ our Lord. c. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXIIII Of Christ to come his raigne this psalme doth preach All whole in summe his raigne this psalme doth preach How God will bee the letter this doth teach In temple free the letter this doth teach 1 THe earth it is the Lordes of blisse wyth all the garnishyng The world so round he hath it found and all that dwell therin 2 This earth he cast on seas so fast as ouer them to stand And floudes he made for corne and blade and eke to part the land 3 Up who shall stye on hill so hye where resteth thys Lord of grace Or who shall ryse in restfull wyse to that his holy place 4 Euen he whose hand and hart doth stand in cleannes innocent Who sought no gayne in fansies vayne nor othe hath falsly ment 5 He shall posses in stablenes the Lordes swéete blessednes Hys God of health from euen hymselfe shall send hym righteousnes 6 And these be they which séeke alway in stocke theyr God in déede Euen truely they who seke I say the God of Iacobs séede 7 Lift vp your gates you heades and states ye lastyng dores aryse In at this house kyng glorious wyll enter princely wyse 8 What is this kyng thus enteryng wyth glory thus beset The Lord is hée full strong to sée a Lord in battayle great 9 Arise I say thou temple gay though I thée cannot builde Yet ioyth my sprite that God of might hys arke shall be thy shield 10 What is thys king desiering wyth glory thus to raigne The Lorde of hostes of glory most the kyng and soueraigne ¶ The Collecte EVerliuyng God the fourmer and maker of the worlde to whome the whole ornament thereof is seruiceable and subiect we praye thee to restore vs to the innocency of lyfe â—hat we may be able to folow thy steppes vp into holy mount where thou raignest for euer almighty God in maiesty through Christ. The Argument Psalme XXV This cry and call as supplication graue Is Generall as supplication graue It doth confesse and pardon craueth to haue Done wickednes and pardon craueth to haue 1 O Lord to thée my soule to flée is set my God thou art I whole referre my lyfe most nare to thée wyth all my hart 2 My God of fence my confidence on thée was alway borne O let no shame confound my name my foes els will me scorne 3 Who trustth in thée ashamd to bée can neuer man it spye Who breake thy lawes without a cause confounded let them lye 4 Shew me thy wayes O Lord alwayes of truth me teach the path Thy word and way is certayne stay for that all vertue hath 5 In truth me lead teach me thy read my God of health thou art My trust doth lay in thée all day to thée is bent my hart 6 Call thou to mynde O Lord full kynde thy louyng mercies olde Thy bounties frée which euer bée as fathers them haue tolde 7 Of youth my faut so great and haut such sinne O Lord forget For mercy sake O Lord awake thy mynd vpon me set 8 Both gratious and righteous the Lord is equall so He teachth wyth rod yet louyng God by giftes he teachth also 9 Who méeke abyde them he will guide in iudgement good and ryght And whome we sée most gentle bée his wayes he teachth them lyght 10 The wayes of God be large and brode both truth and mercy iust Euen still to such as loueth much his hestes and couenauntes trust 11 For thy names
of truthe 6 I hate their superstition who holde of vanitie where iust hath bene my confidence O Lord alway in thee 7 I will be glad and eke reioyce for thyne humanitie For thou didst note my soules distresse my state aduerse to see 8 In cruell hand of deadly foes thou hast not shut me vp But set my feete at large in roume thou temperstd so my cup. 9 Haue mercy Lord vpon my wo myne eyes therin consume My soule and eke my body sore much payne they do resume 10 My lyfe is wast in heauines my yeares in mournynges wayle My strength is falne for myne offence my bones beginne to quayle 11 A scorne I am among my foen but most to neyghbourhed A feare I was to daily frende seene out of dores they fled 12 I am so cleane cast out of mynd as dead man layd in graue I am become a vessel broke which no man list to haue 13 I saw so great conspiracy of men in counsayle met My feare encreast whan they dyd rise my soule to trap in net 14 But yet my hope hath bene in thee O Lord I thus dyd say Thou art my God my trusty God thou wilt me kepe for aye 15 My dayes be set in thy good handes ryd me from all my foes whose handes be set to persecute to lade my soule wyth woes 16 Thy gentle light of countinance shew me thy seruaunt poore Saue me O Lord by mercy great I trust therto the more 17 And let me not confounded be O Lord of thee I craue Confounded be all wicked men in silence put to graue 18 Let lyeng lips be stopt to speake to whist downe lowe be thrust In cruell spite disdaynfully they prate agaynst the iust 19 How is thy grace so plentifull prepard in store to bee For righteous men which thee do feare as Adams broode may see 20 To hide them safe euen iust by thee from all prouokyng men Thine eies in house will kepe them sure from tonges that venim 〈◊〉 21 O thankes be due to this the Lord whose pity such I felt As I with forte were closed in or I in citye dwelt 22 Though whan I fled and felt excesse I sayd thou me despisde Yet when I cryde thou heardst my voyce in humble sute deuisde ▪ 23 O Loue the Lord ye all his saintes the Lord the iust preseruth The doer prowd he thorowly rewardth as he deseruth 24 Be strong in hart most manfully For he your hartes shall strength All ye that wayte the Lord so good O trust ye hym at length ¶ The Collecte MOst mercifull father which excelst in aboundāce of pitie and compassion we beseche thy tender and infinite mercy that while we search for the eternall veritie of thy worde and commaundement we may escape the detestable presumption and pryde of vayne walkers in this worlde contrary to the eternal veritie in thy worde through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXII Here Dauid teachth to vnderstande what is cleare blessednes Euen pardon free at Gods good hande for all our sinnefulnes 1 O Blest be they whose trespaces all whole remitted lye Whose sinne is hid in secrecies from which God turnth his eye 2 O blessed man to whom in sight God doth impute no sinne Who hath no guile in suttle sprite as hypocrite within 3 For that my sinne I hyd so blynde and would not it confesse My bones and strength for sorrow pynde all day I cryed in stresse 4 For dayes and nyghtes thy heauy hand my soule dyd presse so stout That all my powers and moysture changd as dryed by sommer drout 5 I shewed to thée my wyckednes not still my gilt I hid I sayd I will my fault expresse then straight thou it didst ryd 6 For this to thée will euery saynt make sute in tyme of grace Though waters flow in déepe constraynt they shall not hym deface 7 My refuge thou art couertly from trouble me to bryng Thus fenst by thée glad sing shall I as men made frée do sing 8 I will geue thée intelligence right thée to teach the way That thou mayst walke wythout offence on thée myne eye shall stay 9 But he not lyke the horse and mule who nought can vnderstand Whose mouthes wyth bittes except ye rule they wyll not come to hand 10 The wycked man wyth cares is fret wyth sorrowes fouly vext But who hys trust in God hath set to hym all grace is next 11 In thys the Lord reioyce ye still ye righteous men be glad All ye that haue ryght hartes and wyll ioy ye be not adrad The Collecte O Blessed Lord whiche by remittyng sinnes geuest them who confesse the same thy true iustice heare thou the prayers of thy congregation and so dull the dartes of synne in vs that we escapyng the sorow full wo therof may bee replenished wyth restfull and spirituall gladnes in the holy ghost to ioye with thee in the blisse to come through Christ. ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXII Here hily aduanst Gods grace do ye see Who sinne doth remit All wholy so free 1 O Happy be they Whose sins be releast Who hath theyr offence Whole hyd by request 2 And happy the man Whom God doth aquite Whose sprite hath no guile To doubt of hys might 3 For holding my tong My bones fell away I gronde in my hart All whole by the day 4 By nyght and by day Thy hand was to stout My moysture was dryed Lyke sommer the drout 5 My cryme I bewrayed Euen iust in thy sight I hyd not my gylt But brought it to light I cast wyth my selfe My fault to reueale And straight thou releast It euery deale 6 For this shall we sée All saintes to desire In sute for to bée When tyme doth require Though trouble aryse as flouds when they grow Yet shall they no tyme The iust ouerflow 7 My bower thou art To kéepe me at ease Thou fentest me about With songes of release 8 To teache thée I will And guide thée the way On thée will I looke So neuer to stray 9 But be ye not lyke The horse and the mule For brutish they be And hard to recule Wyth bridle and bit Their mouthes do ye strain Lest at you they wynce And turne so agayne 10 The bad shal haue plages On euery side Who trust in the Lord Them grace doth abide 11 Ye men of the ryght Be glad to reioyce Ye true men in hart Be ioyfull in voyce ¶ The Argument Psalme XXXIII The iust alway in mynde bearth this Wyth hart to ioye in God of his To prayse his name that mighty is For he geueth helpe and heauenly blis But vayne all other remedies But payne all worldly policies Remember this 1 REioyce in God the Lord he is Ye rightwise men and do not mis The iust be bound to thanke iwis Repete ye this 2 Prayse ye the Lord wyth melodies Wyth harpe and lute wyth simphonies Syng Psalmes to hym in
I say loueth Syon gates Her portes and fortes her wals and towers Aboue the rest for all theyr states Of Iacobs tentes and princely bowers 3 Thou citie hye of God no doubt Where he doth raigne in maiestie Hye thynges be sayd to set thée out To blase thy power and dignitie 4 I Raabs realme and Babylons Wyll beare in mynd such shall know me Lo Tyrus lo Philistians Lo Moores most far there borne is he 5 Of Syon thus it shall be sayd That he and he was borne in her But he that is far hyest layd Is he that her confirmth most clere 6 The Lord for truth shall it record The people when he registreth That he so hye that louely Lord Was borne euen there and there he lyegth 7 All singers there and trumpetters Their songes hymnes shall swete rebound Fresh liuely springes wyth all their cheres Shall prayse thys Lord for grace most bound ¶ The Collecte ALmighty God the only foundation of our fayth which doost build the gates and strength of thine eternall maiestye to be seene in the hartes of thine elect as it were vpon thy holy hiles fenced and beset round about by thy righteousnes graunt vs we besech thee to glory in thy true faith and to declare the benefite of thy sonnes redemption wrought for our soules by his incarnation to whom wyth thee and the holy ghost c. ¶ The Argument Psalme LXXXVIII Here is a mone most piteous of man afflicte in stresse It payntes Christes death most dolorous hys sepulture in flesh 1 MY louyng Lord and God of grace on whom my health dependth Both day and night before thy face my crye I haue extend 2 O let therfore my prayer soone come now before thy sight Inclyne thyne eare and heare my bone with teares which I endight 3 My soule is full of miseries in woes full gorgd I rore My lyfe in sight to all mens eyes is euen at death hys dore 4 As one of them I am estéemd that tumble must in pit A sely man I am but déemd so voyde of strength I sit 5 As frée from toyle among the dead as wounded slepe in graue Who far from mynd be sonke as lead whom slayne thy handes now haue 6 In pit most déepe thou hast me throwne in deathes and hels dispayre In places darke down low bestown where coâ—mith no lyght nor ayre 7 Thy fury Lord lyeth hard on me oh striffe on euery side And vext thou hast both hart and eye wyth all thy stormes full tryde 8 Thou hast driuen far my frendes from me acquaynted most to sée Abhord of them thou madest me be thus bound I cannot flée 9 My sight doth fayle for heauines to thée Lord yet I cry No day from thée Lord would I cease to lift my handes full hye 10 Thy meruels great wylt thou deuise to worke to buried men Or els shall sprites to lyfe aryse thy laudes to â—ound agayne 11 Or shall my graue thy pitie tell when once thou hast me â—layne Or shall thy truth be proued so well when I destroyd am layne 12 Thy wondrous workes which wrought thy hand Shall darkenes them expresse Or shall thy iustice shyne in land of mere forgetfulnes 13 To thée O Lord my prayer went to whom els should I go Yea still my sute shall thée preuent at morne while laffth my wo. 14 Why than O Lord abhorst my soule all helpe from me to wynde Why hidest thy face from me so whole that I no grace can fynde 15 Afflict I am at poynt to dye from youth thus haue I bene In hart astound thy dreades fele I so fearefull they be sene 16 Thy sower wrathes so multiplied hane ouerwhelmed me Thy terrours eke which sore abyde haue stroyd me whole to sée 17 They daily did passe ouer me as water surges hye They compasd me in cerâ—enty euen round about full nye 18 Both frend and kinne from me full far â–ª thou hast put whole away My frendes that were familiar in darke fro me they stray ¶ The Collecte O Lord the redemer of all which art meruelous in the procuryng of our health and saluation which by thy descension into hell were made as one among the dead heare the timely prayers of thy family praying to be deliuered from our peruerse enemye labouring to bring vs into bondage graunt this O Lord who lyuest and raygnest with the father c. The Argument Psalme LXXXIX The letter here describeth to eare the state of Dauids raygne The sprite to hart doth this impart that Christ shall ayâ— remayne 1 GOds mercies all wyth song I shall for euer sing and play Wyth mouth euen still expresse I will hys truth from day to day 2 For thus I sayd hys mercy stayde for euer shall remayne Thou shalt confirme thy truth most firme in heauen and it maintayne 3 With Abraham in league I am who was my chief elâ—â—â— To Dauid lo I sware euen so for hym and all his sect 4 I will thy sede prepare in dede for euer world to ende I will aduaunce thy gouernaunce for aye thy raigne extende 5 The heauens O Lord shall iust recorde thy meruayles great in dede Euen so thy saintes wythout restraintes thy truth in church shall sprede 6 For who compare so boldly dare with God in heauen so cleare Whom can we seke the Lord so like among Gods children deare 7 This God of blisse most puissant is amids his saintes echone Most louely feare to hym they beare which stand about his throne 8 O Lord and God of hostes so brode who Lord so strong as thou Euen round about thy truth falth out to them which thée allow 9 Thou canst represse the seas excesse by power imperiall When they do swell in surges fell thou makest them downe to fall 10 Thou Egipt braidst and it so raydst as wounded carcasse proude Thou scatredst wyde thine enemies pride such strength thyne arme auowde 11 The heauens be thyne wyth all their shyne the earth is thine ful sure The world so round thou dydst it found with all the furniture 12 As North and South â–ª stood thorow thy mouth thy worde them both dyd frame So Tabor West and Hermon East both hils shall ioy thy name 13 An arme endude with fortitude thou hast omnipotent O let thyne hand then strongly stand thy ryght hand hie be bent 14 As ryghteousnes so iudgement is thy throne and royall seat With mercy truth most ioyntly sueth before thy face so swete 15 O then most blest such folke doth rest that ioyeth and féelth the same In thy pure light they walke shall right O Lord to prayse thy name 16 Thy name so bright shall them delite all day to ioy therin And they alwayes themselfe shall rayse by thy iust word to winne 17 For thou thy selfe doost worke their welth the ioy of all theyr strength By thy good grace thou shalt in place lyft vp our hornes at length 18 On God
the father c. ¶ The Argument Psalme C. All men of breath but temporall Which Pilgrimes walke this earthly Ball To ioy be bid here seuerall To God in dayes most festiuall 1 O Ioy all men terrestriall Reioyce in God celestiall I byd not Iewes especiall But Iewes and Gréekes in generall 2 Serue ye thys Lord heroicall Wyth ioy of hart effectuall Seke ye hys sight potentiall Wyth hymnes of myrth most musicall 3 Know ye thys Lord imperiall As God vs made originall Not we our selues he vs doth call Hys folke as flocke kept pastorall 4 Hys gates and courtes tread vsuall Wyth laudes and hymnes poeticall Geue thankes to hym continuall And blesse his name most liberall 5 For why this Lord so principall Is swéete hys grace perpetuall Hys truth of word stand euer shall With hundreth thankes thus ende we all ¶ The Collecte O Lord and father of all honor glory shew vs thy mercy and graunt thy grace that we may spiritually reioyce in the laude of thy name and so in spryte to serue thee that we maye feele in our hartes the delectable comfortes of thy true promises made to vs the poore flocke of thy pasture so to ioyne to thee our louyng pastor to come at the last to thy heauenly folde where thou raignest with the father and holy ghost one God c. ¶ The ende of the second Quinquagene ¶ The third and last Quinquagene of Dauids Psalter translated into Englishe Metre The Argument Psalme CI. When Dauid long was kept from raigne This Psalme he sang to ease his payne â–ª How kinges should rule here see you playne â–ª As he would fayne Ì„Ì„ 1 BOth mercy méeke iudgement right In Metres song I wyll endight To thée I will Lord sing in sight With hartes delyte 2 I wyll my lyfe beare strayt in way If thou from me goest not astray In all my house cleane hart shall lay Without denay â–ª 3 To wycked déede none eye shall stand And hate I wyll all rebels band To ioyne wyth me I wyll wythstand wyth hart and hand 4 A froward hart and wilfull 〈◊〉 From my whole sight shall flée full out To me shall clout no wycked rout Wythout all doâ—t 5 Hys neyghbour who â–ª styâ—â—th priuily â–ª Hym will Astrâ—y 〈◊〉 vtterly â–ª I will not 〈◊〉 proud 〈…〉 Wyth pleasure hye 6 True men in earth I wyll me get Most nye to eye wyth me to seâ— Who walketh more strayt shall serue me bet Wythout all let 7 From far my house they shal be sent Who guiles can forge or lyes inuent None eye on them shall firme be bent Wyth myne assent 8 Yea soone by day I will deface Proud men in earth of wycked trace To dryue all shrewes from Gods good place Wythout all grace ¶ The Collecte ALmightye God which art God of power incomprehensible which shewest to thy seruants ioyntly both mercy and iudgement Graunte we beseche thee so that we may faithfully loue thee truly to follow thee in all godlines through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CII Here man in eare most pituously Wishth Syon built defast in shame He moâ—eth hys longâ— captiuitie Christes heauenly church wishe we the same \ \ 1 O Lord to thée I cry and call My prayer heare O louinglye Thou art my Lord most liberall Receyue my sute admyt my cry 2 While thus I mourne hide not thy face From my distresse so wrathfully Enclyne thyne eares and heare my case But soone in hast O aunswer make 3 My dayes lyke smoke slyde fast apace Consume they do no rest they take As fier brandes my bones are brent Theyr liuely powers my sprites forsake 4 My wounded hart lyeth impotent As witherd hay cut downe by sithe To eate my bread from me it went On me so sore this trouble lyeth 5 For gronyng lowde in thys distresse My wofull hart oh panth and sith That scant to skin cleaneth any flesh My bones be sene thus wast I lay 6 Lyke Pellicane in wildernesse I am which sing but we le away As Owle that fléeth all birdes in sight In desert darke which loueth to stray 7 Full watch I kepe both day and night Myne eyes no slepe can take for mone To Sparow like that leaueth her flight â–ª In houses eues which lowerth alone 8 All day my foes do me reuyle Wyth tauntes they sport when I do grone These boasters mad at me so vyle Agaynst my soule all sworne they bée 9 My bread that I eate all this whyle Was ashes lyke in taste to sée My drinke with teares with weping menkct So many griefes afflicted mée 10 My soule with cares was full besprenct To note thy wrath and heauy frowne Thou liftst me vp as I were strengâ—hd But sone most weake thou threwst me down 11 My dayes draw low â–ª as shadow falth When darke comthâ—â— in field and towne I wyther like as blosome paâ—h My colour wanneth my moysture dryeth 12 But thou yet Lord as thée befalth Art permanent no man denieth Thy memory shall aye remayne Where fast to duâ—t my nature hyeth 13 I know thou wylt once ryse agayne To pitie Lord swete Syon mount To shew hys grace the tyme constraynth The tyme is come by iust account 14 Thy seruants lo desire in hart To sée her stones to building mount They pitie her to spie her smart To marke her thus in dust oppresâ— 15 The Gentils straunge wyl ioyne their part To feare Gods name of all the best Ye kings of power in earth all whole Shall prayse thy name for worthiest 16 When this the Lord shall hye extoll In buildinges fresh this Zyon place And her in booke of fame enroll When glory bryght shall her embrace 17 And when they sée how he is bent To poore mans sute in tender grace And will not be ought discontent To scorne theyr cryes both all and some 18 This thyng thus done â–ª as monument Shall written be for folke to come That countries whole which shall arise May laud thys Lord wyth hye renome 19 For God from hye hath cast his eyes Where holy is his sacrary Thys Lord from heauen in gentle wise Hath lookt to earth to heare the cry 20 To heare I say the wofull playntes Of men fast bound in misery To losen them from theyr constrayntes Which were at deathes dore very neare 21 That they might shew â–ª to all hys saintes In Zyon place Gods name so deare To tell all out Ierusalem His worthy laudes in open quere 22 When people whole shall mete in realme Of all estates which this shall know To serue this God so good to them All reignes to hym shall them bestow 23 Though God as yet my strength hath beate From captine state to iourney slow Though he my dayes hath short extreat I Zyon trust yet built to spy 24 I wyll hym thus wyth wordes intreat Ah God my God to wastefully Cut not my dayes by halfe away Where thy yeares last â–ª eternally
25 Thou laydst the earth in stable stay At first full strong by power deuine The heauens euen so none will denay Be wrought by thée wyth all their shyne 26 They all shall quayle thou yet shalt holde As garmentes worne waxe thinne and fine Thou shalt them change as vestures olde They shall be changd thus temporall 27 But thou art still as we behold And art that art perpetuall Thy yeares in length shal stand in déede For féele defect they neuer shall 28 We trust the more thy seruants séede Olde Abrahams stocke shal not decay Their issue Lord by thée shal spede Before thy face to dwell for aye The Collecte O Lord most mercifull protectour of all them that be in trouble who in thy self art god euerlasting shew thy mercy vpon vs so frayle and transitory as we be that we may reioyce in thy sauyng helth through Christ c. ¶ The Argument Psalme CIII The righteous man whom God doth feede Enioyneh his soule due laudes to sing For his great loue who knowth his nede From griefe and payne his hart to bring Who steyth his state all voyde of dread His dayes in peace with ioy to lead Thus playth his string Ì„Ì„ 1 ARise my soule blisse thou the Lord Addresse thy selfe his name to spread My senses all wyth iust accord Within without do it in dede Hys holy name due prayse record Thus byd ye be in his true word So oftâ—â— reade 2 Reuolue the same in gratefull mynde My soule I say to thée agayne His benefites to tell full kynde To thée it is most certaine gayne To God who will him faster bynde Of his good grace the more shall fynde I tell thée playne 3 Of all thy sinnes the giltines He pardon giueth full louingly In all thy sores of heuines Thou mayst in hym haue remedy If thou to hym makst thine accesse In stable hart with faithfulnes Thine ease to spy 4 His sauing helth comth prestly on To ryd thy life from peryls all To make thée scape confusion He geueth good eare whan thou doost call With mercy kinde euen he alone With round defence he crowneth thy mone No tyme to fall 5 With all good thinges in plesantnes He féedeth thy mouth he filleth thy will As Egle vseth her new to dresse In age for strength to cast her bill So he thy yeares reuiueth afreshe Such youth in age can God expresse O prayse hym still 6 The Lord can trye all wicked wayes All wrong to right whan he séeth best And though he sendth some bitter dayes He can them swéete with ioyfull rest True iudge he is the iust to rayse Whan force he beares his truth to prayse Than stay thy brest 7 To Moses once God did declare His wayes his will and all his trade His prouidence and daily care To kepe his flocke with gentle ayde To Israell what will he bare Theyr practise shewth how they dyd fare So safe to wade 8 They proued the Lord most pitifull Whole bent to grace in tyme of néede They felt hys helpe most mercifull To anger flow but prest to méede He pardon shewd most plentifull To hartes contrite and sorrowfull For they must spéede 9 As do sterne Lordes in cruelnes Alway he is not chidyng sore He kéepth not ire the poore to presse He mercy hath in louyng store And when he fumeth for giltines Yet mercy staith hys gentlenes Prayse hym the more 10 A proofe hereof in vs all spy He serueth not vs as we deserue As our foule sinnes for vengeance cry But féedth our want our néede to serue Though hym we greue as wretches thrall He guideth our life and stayth our fall Not far to swerue 11 How hye the heauens this earth surmount So far doth grace our gylt excell Hys mercies great most hily mount Upon those men in feare who dwel Which low in hartes theyr fautes recount To worship hym as feare is wont O loue hym well 12 How far the East is wyde from Weast Whose coastes and termes shal neuer méete So farre our sinnes be set at rest By hys good gift and pardon swéete Though vs he beateth as he knowth best No wrath it is but loue of breast No irefull heat 13 For lyke hys chylde the father vseth To nurture hym by chastisement Hym farre to draw from vayne abuse And yet but loue and pity ment So God to man doth mercy vse Who hym to feare doth not refuse And will repent 14 For he doth know our nature frayle Wherof and whence we all be made But dust and clay who soone may fayle Wyth weyght of earth all heauy lade Hys grace séeth this to our aduayle Els should we all both wepe and wayle Full euill apayde 15 Who markth of man hys yeres in trade Shall spy hys lyfe but misery Euen like to herbe though grene in blade That witherth soone to hay so dry For lyke as flowers in field do fade So wasteth man anone decayd In vanitie 16 This freshly flower if wyndes so sterne Do hym once shake he falth away That where he grew no man can learne For brittle flesh hath brittle stay Hys terme but short to tyme eterne By death once past none hym discernth From dust and clay 17 Though nought made here can euer last Gods mercy yet holdth stable hand On hym that feare to hym hath cast From age to age in euery land Hys righteousnes is set full fast To man bestowd it will not wast But aye shall stand 18 These men I meane of louely feare Be such as kepe hys godly wyll Which fast in mynd hys worde do beare In hart and tong to kepe it still And alway geueth full ready eare To God theyr Lord to them so deare To learne hys skill 19 Thys Lord in heauen hath set hys place From whence he séeth all mortall wayes Who rightly goth who halth in pace As lyfe he ruleth so death he stayes All rule doth stand in hys good grace The good to kepe the bad to chace To short hys dayes 20 O prayse thys Lord ye sprites of hys Ye angels pure of strength so great Ye worke hys wyll ye neuer misse Hys power ye know hys royall seat Ye know what Lord what God he is Ye heare hys voyce ye sée hys blisse Hys laudes intreat 21 O prayse the Lord all ye hys hostes Ye armies cleare of heauenly starres Ye sprites so swift ye firy ghostes In peace ye serue ye rule hys warres To do hys wyll ye renne as postes In heauen and earth in all theyr coastes As ministers 22 O all ye workes what names ye haue In all the world recount his grace To make you all he dyd withsaue Aduaunce thys Lord in tyme and place O thou my soule of thée I craue Extoll this Lord he wyll thée saue From wofull case ALmightye God creator and defender of all thy creatures specially of them which do put theyr trust in thee defend vs thy poore suppliauntes from all aduersitie that is set