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A93797	Psalterium Carolinum. The devotions of His sacred Majestie in his solitudes and sufferings, rendred in verse. / Set to musick for 3 voices and an organ, or theorbo, by John Wilson Dr. and music professor of Oxford.	Wilson, John, 1595-1674.; Stanley, Thomas, 1625-1678.; Lawes, Henry, 1602-1645.; Gauden, John, 1605-1662.; Charles I, King of England, 1600-1649, attributed name.	1657 (1657)	Wing S5243A; Thomason E1076_1; ESTC R208646	36,979	285

I Nothing through willfullness deny Nor grant through Flattery or Fear No suits by my consent be sign'd Injurious to the publike good No publike benefits withstood To sooth my own dissenting mind To such though from my Enemies Teach me to give a free accesse Our honest errours thou canst blesse As blast the Counsells falsely wise Since private words thy scourge obey Teach me to poise what I declare The bolder mens Petitions are Let me the more my Answers weigh Though troubles Me and mine attend And Peace our Pressures would acquit Yet let me not to purchase it My Conscience which is thine expend ODE XII Vpon the Rebellion and troubles in Ireland THy mercies Lord hence in displeasure fled On me and my torn Kingdoms I implore Whose loss we both too justy merited But never can deserve thou shouldst restore Thou seest the cruelty that Christians use In the false colours of Religion dy'd As if the names of Christians they should lose Unless they one another crucify'd Since we thy Truth and Charity despis'd Errour and Hatred now their room possess My God O pardon those thou hast chastiz'd Our wounds with penitentiall Balm redress Make not our sufferings less in thy esteem And to our Conscience let our sins appear As they in th'mirrour of thy judgements seem Which to small crimes are never so severe Remove their numerous weight and be appeas'd Yet then our sinns may they afflict us less More willing to repent than to be eas'd With peace our Souls next our Kingdoms bless By thy great mercy our offences drown'd In the calme Sea of our Redeemers blood And through the purple current of our own Steer us at last to Plenty Peace and Good To me a share of all the ills that press My Subjects doth my wide relation bring Give me a pious sense of their distress Such as befits their Father and their King Let the reproachfull breath their Malice spreads Kindle in me compassionate desires My Charity heap Coles upon their heads Whose zealous cruelty my Kingdom fires O rescue those whom yet thou hast preserv'd Reduceing all to thy Truths saving waies Who by mistake or ignorance have swerv'd But punish them who these combustions raise Not with the guilty thou the innocent Nor th'erring wilt with the malitious slay To Foes through avarice on Slaughter bent Give not that poor seduced Realm away In the devouring Fornace of thine ire A race that may thy mercy praise maintain Deal not with me as mens untruths require But as my guiltless hands are free from stain If I have sought or lov'd my Kingdomes woes Nor did my studies faithfully employ These bloody wild distractions to compose Then let thy hand my fathers house destroy That I have Foes enough thou Lord doest see I durst not call thy curse on me and mine Were I not guiltless to my self and thee Thy mercies are my trust Thy wrath decline ODE XIII Vpon the calling in of the Scots MY troubles Lord are multipli'd O succour the distrest In simplest truth thy Servant guide The wisest interest From th'associate strength of Foes Be thou my just defence Who for the Serpents craft depose The Doves white Innocence Though to oppresse Me they agree Combin'd in mutuall aid Let not my Soul and Honours be to their deceits betray'd Devotion and Allegiance thou Canst in their hearts renue That him they may restore whom now They eagerly pursue Love of thy Truth preserve in me And I despair not theirs At thy command the flowing Sea Back to it s bound repair's My God on thee my hopes depend Me let not shame surprize But them who without cause offend Repulse my Enemies My Armour be Integrity For Lord on thee I wait The Church which thou hast own'd set free From her perplex'd estate ODE XIV Vpon the Covenant LOrd I to thee direct my cries My Subjects forward Oaths remit Quicken their sense of those firm ties By law upon their Conscience knit With which no pious no pretence Of Reformation can dispence Religion owns no injury No Sacreledge by thee allow'd Though mask'd with hate t'Idolatry Their zeal-disguised fraud uncloud Things Holy t is a snare to take And after Vowes enquiry make Asssist thy servant to withstand Rapines involv'd in Perjury Nor ever let me wear the brand Of having rob'd thy Church and thee Since what to us thy bounty gives From us thy Clemency receives Though my Revenues are decreast My debts enlarg'd my Treasures drain'd Let not my wants by such unblest Rapines consent to be sustain'd Least from thy Altar fall a Cole And fire at once my Throne and Soul Let no vain publike Indigence The Church from her endowments sever The ' State by peacefull Providence May theirs regain the Church can never Whilst Charity is thought a vice Religion plac'd in Avarice Let them who in thy Temple serve What pious Donors gave enjoy And those incitements to deserve Their wealth to aid the low imploy The Priests in Righteousness array'd The hunger of the Poor allai'd No hallow'd things let Swine divide Nor Doggs devour the Churches bread But Grin and Snarle unsatisfi'd Whilst all that have already fed Death in those sacred morsells finde And leave a rotten name behinde Lord break the Treasons of my Foes In Sacriledge Confederate Disjoin the Hearts and Tongues of those Who bandy ' gainst the Church and State Let all the world their folly see And in my clearness succour me ODE XV. Vpon the Jealousies raised and Scandalls cast upon the King c. O Lord thou seest my wrongs abound Lyons enrag'd my Soul surround With poi snous words Their Tongues like Swords Their teeth like Arrows wound My foes reproach me all the day And sworn deceits together lay My God! how long Shall they grow strong Who with vain Lies inveigh The Calumnies which they have sown On every side to thee are known Hold not thy peace Least they increase And bury my Renown The Lier thou wilt ruinate The Bloody and the false do'st hate Let my upright Intents a light Clear as the Sun dilate My patience let not wrath out-weigh Nor silence Innocence betray That I may tread As thou hast led Curses with blessings pay Shimei when his envenom'd pride Seem'd by thy judgements justifi'd Thou didst ore-throw But deal not so With them that me deride My Pray'r and Patience in these wrongs Like water cool and quench their toungs Enflam'd with Ire By that black fire Which unto Hell belongs O let my Deeds their Words refute Nor they enjoy the deadly fruit Which dip'd in gall Their lipps let fall But my indulgent suit My Soul to meek Devotion win That I thy boundlesse mercies in Their malice may With joy survay Thy justice in their sin O let the Curses they have thrown At me invite thy blessings down What some refuse Be pleas'd to chuse For the Head corner stone Look down from thy eternall Tower Redeem from them that would devoure My Soul O hide

Love in our equal hearts infuse Of thee and him who us t' excuse His sinless life resign'd VIII WHo vengeance on my wrongs hast showne And by my foes my foes or'ethrown Let not his fall invite My soul by close delight To make thy just revenge her own Thou hast reverted on his head The mischief he for others spread Unâ•Œwish'd unask'd by me That all the earth might see Thou didst my cause in judgment plead I will not dare not imprecate The like on all that bear me hate No to their souls dispence pardon and penitence Charg'd with no due affliâ•Œctions weight dprive me Not of Theams so fit for mercy But their sins remit whose bold demerit climbes Next those ungratefull crimes Of which thou me art pleas'd t'acquit IX THrough humane clouds thy Rayes Like lightning glide No prejudice thy sentence swayes For knowledge is thy judgments guide The proud my soul oppose And slight thy Lawes Help Lord for many are my foes They hate me yet without a cause I never did thou knowest these broyles begin In which though I adventure most yet I am certain least to win But oft deplor'd and strove with care t' avoyd My life such dangers could not love Better to save then kill employ'd My other suff'rings far their Calumnie Outweighs who tell the world this war my greatest crosse was rais'd by me Yet this by silence I to men would owne Might it their malice satisâ•Œfie whilst thou my innocence hast knowne X. OH my God to thee I fly stronger than the enemy Heaven nor Earth are wisht by me In comparison of thee Let me be when all deny'd More than all by thee supply'd Haste to help thou fail'st not those who their trust in thee repose XI ETernal wisdom arm'd with might With truth and right my Reason clear To which to make my will adhere No threats may from their dictates fright Thou didst not raise me to a Throne To barr me common liâ•Œberâ•Œty Shall that be nam'd a crime in me Which others as a vertue own Unjustly they their King deny The freedome which all mortals claim Whilst even themselves exact the same With partial pertiâ•Œnaciâ•Œty To thee I pray who through the Maze Of my own thoughts and suits like snares spred to involve my soul in cares Canst surely guide make plain thy waies XII THy mercies Lord hence in displeasure fled On me and my torn Kingdoms I implore Whose losse we both too justly merited But never can deserve thou shouldst restore Thou seest the cruelty that Christians use In the false colours of Religion dy'd As if the names of Christians they should lose Unless they one another crucify'd Since we thy Truth and Charity despis'd Error and Hatred now their room possess My God O pardon those thou hast chastis'd Our wounds with penitential balme redresse Make not our sufferings less in thy esteeme and to our Conscience let our sinns appear As they i' th' mirror of thy judgements seem Which to small crimes are never so severe XIII MY troubles Lord are multiâ•Œply'd O succour the distrest in simplest truth thy Servant guide The wisest Interest From the associate strength of those Be thou my just defence Who for the Serpents craft depose The Doves white innocence Though to oppress me they agree Combin'd in mutuall aid Let not my Soul and Honour be To their deceits betray'd Devotion and Allegiance thou Canst in their hearts renew That him they may restore whom now They eager eaâ•Œgerâ•Œly pursue XIIII LOrd I to thee direct my cries My subjects forward Oaths remit Quicken their sence of those firm ties By Law upon their Conscience knit With which no pious no pretence Of Reforâ•Œmaâ•Œtion can dispence Religion owns no injurie No Sacriledge by thee allow'd Though mask'd with Hate t'Idolitry Their zeale disguised fraud uncloud Things holy 't is a snare to take And after Vowes enquirie make XV. O Lord thou seest my wrongs abound Lions enrag'd my Soul surround With poisnous words Their tongues like swords Their teeth like Arrows wound My foes reproach me all the day And sworn deceits together lay My God how long Shall they grow strong Who with vain Lies inveigh The calumnies which they have sown One every side to thee are known Hold not thy peace Least they increase And bury my Renown The lyar thou wilt ruinate The bloody and the false do'st hate Let my upright Intents a light Clear as the Sun dilate XVI THOU still the same for ever blest Whom mercies infinite invest In various constancy exprest Thou hast us with new sense indu'd Of our old wants nor scorn'st renu'd Desires in unchang'd words pursu'd Still let our fix'd Devotions join Our suits to thy firm will encline Our fervent spirits move by thine For thou in all perfection wise Nor novelty in prayer dost prize Nor pious constancy despise By thy command prefering neither Left in thy Churches power together To use but not disparage either XVII TO thee my uprightness is known Who hast appointed me to own Thy sacred faith's defence O let me not of thee forlorn Against my Conscience be oreâ•Œborn By Floods of violence Up Lord in thine own cause arise Least Schisme make thy Church its prize And trample on her power From thee continued to our time When Wealth is made her fatall crime Her sinn is her fair dower Whom some have plunderd others wound The rest deserted as they found Or in her sufferrings joy May I her hurts and wants relieve The power which I from thee receive Teach me for thee t' imploy To her that love be still sustain'd I owe as Christian though restrain'd As King from all my right The bounties on thy Church displaid By Providence let none invade With sacrilegious might XVIII OF Peace and Reason Lord Delighting in accord The wicked who from Sinn With offer'd grace would win Whose mercy courts to save Though power to kill thou have Our hearts to softness woo'd In our Redeemers blood Perswade us to agree Both with our selves and thee As men and Christians ought Peace often have I sought But it no sooner name Than Wars my foes proclaime Our actions never may Destructive passions sway Our judgements clear that we Thy truth may plainly see Our stubborn hearts incline In bonds of Peace to joyn Our irreligious hate To thee O dissipate That to our selves remove With interchanged love The war our sins have wrought With peace which Christ hath bought XIX WIth ready joy O let me Lord agree To be orecome when thou wilt have it so Instruct me in the noblest victory By patience to subdue my self and Foe Conquests like Christ's a Christian King best shew Mould us to piety betwixt thy hands Prest by thy left supported by thy right Pardon the pride of our successfull Bands And the repinings of our luckless fight When trusting in our own denied thy Might When we are ought or nothing be thou all That thy wide glories the whole world may fill Or in our

God to thee I fly stronger than the enemy Heaven nor Earth are wisht by me In comparison of thee Let me be when all deny'd More than all by thee supply'd Haste to help thou fail'st not those who their trust in thee repose XI ETernal wisdom arm'd with might With truth and right my Reason clear To which so make my will adhere No threats may from their dictates fright Thou didst not raise me to a Throne To barr me common liâ•Œberâ•Œty Shall that be nam'd a crime in me Which others as a vertue own Unjustly they their King deny The freedome which all mortals claim Whilst even themselves exact the same With partial pertiâ•Œnaâ•Œcity To thee I pray who through the Maze Of my own thoughts and suits like snares spred to involve my soul in cares Canst surely guide make plain thy waies XII THy mercies Lord hence in displeasure fled On me and my torn Kingdoms I implore Whose losse we both too justly merited But never can deserve thou shouldst restore Thou seest the cruelty that Christians use In the false colours of Religion dy'd As if the names of Christians they should lose Unless they one another crucify'd Since we thy Truth and Charity despis'd Error and Hatred now their room possess My God O pardon those thou hast chastis'd Our wounds with penitential balme redresse Make not our sufferings less in thy esteeme and to our Conscience let our sinns apPear As they i' th' mirror of thy judgements seem Which to small crimes are never so severe XIII MY troubles Lord are multiâ•Œply'd O succour the distrest in simplest truth thy Servant guide The wisest Interest From the associate strength of Foes Be thou my just defence Who for the Serpents craft depose The Doves white innocence Though to oppress me they agree Combin'd in mutuall aid Let not my Soul and Honour be To their deceits betray'd Devotion and Allegiance thou Canst'in their hearts renew That him they may restore whom now They eager eaâ•Œgerâ•Œly pursue XIIII LOrd I to thee direct my cries My subjects forward Oaths remit Quicken their sence of those firm ties By Law upon their Conscience knit With which no pious no pretence Of Reforâ•Œmaâ•Œtion can dispence Religion owns no injurie No Sacriledge by thee allow'd Though mask'd with Hate t'Idolitry Their zeale disguised fraud uncloud Things holy 't is a snare to take And after Vowes enquirie make XV. O Lord thou seest my wrongs abound Lions enrag'd my Soul surround With poisnous words Their tongues like swords Their teeth like Arrows wound My foes reproach me all the day And sworn deceits together lay My God how long Shall they grow strong Who with vain Lies inveigh The calumnies which they have sown On every side to thee are known Hold not thy peace Least they increase And bury my Renown The lyar thou wilt ruinate The bloody and the false do'st hate Let my upright Intents a light Clear as the Sun dilate XVI THOU still the same for ever blest Whom mercies infinite invest In various constancy exprest Thou hast us with new sense indu'd Of our old wants nor scorn'st renu'd Desires in unchang'd words pursu'd Still let our fix'd Devotions joyn Our suits to thy firm will encline Our fervent spirits move by thine For thou in all perfection wise Nor novelty in prayer dost prize Nor pious constancy despise By thy command preferring neither Left in thy Churches power together To use but not disparage either XVII TO thee my uprightness is known Who hast appointed me to own Thy sacred faith's defence O let me not of thee forlorn Against my Conscience be oreâ•Œborn By Floods of violence Up Lord in thine own cause arise Least Schisme make thy Church its prize And trample on her power From thee continued to our time When Wealth is made her fatall crime Her sinn is her fair dower Whom some have plunderd others wound The rest deserted as they sound Or in her sufferrings joy May I her hurts and wants relieve The power which I from thee receive Teach me for thee t' imploy To her that love be still sustain'd I owe as Christian though restrain'd As King from all my right The bounties on thy Church displaid By Providence let none invade With sacrilegious might XVIII OF Peace and Reason Lord Delighting in accord The wicked who from Sinn With offer'd grace wouldst win Whose mercy courts to save Though power to kill thou have Our hearts to softness woo'd In our Redeemers blood Perswade us to agree Both with our selves and thee As men and Christians ought Peace often have I sought But it no sooner name Than War my foes proclaime Our actions never may Destructive passions sway Our judgements clear that we Thy truth may plainly see Our stubborn hearts incline In bonds of Peace to joyn Our irreligious hate To thee O dissipate That to our selves remove With interchanged love The war our sins have wrought With peace which Christ hath bought XIX WIth ready joy O let me Lord a gree To be orecome when thou wilt have it so Instruct me in the noblest viâ•Œctoâ•Œry By patience to subdue my self and Foe Conquests like Christ's a Christian King best shew Mould us to piâ•Œeâ•Œty betwixt thy hands Prest by thy left supported by thy right Pardon the pride of our successfull Bands And the repinings of our luckless fight When trusting in our own denied thy Might When we are ought or nothing be thou all That thy wide glories the whole world may fill Or in our conquest or inglorious fall Thou know'st with what regret I suffer ill From those whose good 's the scope of all my will The ills they force me to inflict I bear And in their punishments my own embrace Victor or vanquish'd since a double share Of certain suffering doth my hope displace Grant me a double portion of thy grace XX. LOrd thou who beauty canst return To them that mourn And the disguis'd pretext of Art To truth convert O let us not by shews beguil'd Seem pure without within defil'd Within where most deform'd we are Be our first care Then with clear eyes the Church we may And State survey Our hearts our spirits Lord renew That we thy dictates may pursue Upon our foul disorders bred By them who led With rage to purge us undertooke With pitty looke Quench thou the fire that Factions raise From Reformations specious blaze As their division Lord proclaims Their weak bad aims So let us in those fires refin'd In love be join'd From passions freed blest with increase Of inward vertue outward peace XXI THou Lord who by thy wise Decree Dost our contingency dispose Make me thy constant mercies see In the advantage of my foes Thou canst their Counsells turn away And their deâ•Œviâ•Œces ruâ•Œiâ•Œnate Who all my secrets open lay To worke me in my peoples hate To thy Omniscience I repair Witnesse with my integrity How false the wrested Comments are Which they to what I write apply The ill directed by their aim

Soul and Honours be To their deceits betray'd Devotion and Allegiance thou Canst in their hearts renew That him they may restore whom now They eagerly eaâ•Œgerâ•Œly pursue XIIII LOrd I to thee direct my cries My subjects forward Oaths remit Quicken their sence of those firm ties By Law upon their Conscience knit With which no pious no pretence Of Reforâ•Œmaâ•Œtion can dispence Religion owns no injurie No Sacriledge by thee allow'd Though mask'd with Hate t'Idolitry Their zeale disguised fraud uncloud Things holy 't is a snare to take And after Vowes enquirie make XV. O Lord thou seest my wrongs abound Lions enrag'd my Soul surround With poisnous words Their tongues like swords Their teeth like Arrows wound My foes reproach me all the day And sworn deceits together lay My God how long Shall they grow strong Who with vain Lies inveigh The calumnies which they have sown On every side to thee are known Hold not thy peace Least they increase And bury my Renown The lyar thou wilt ruinate The bloody and the false do'st hate Let my upright Intents a light Clear as the Sun dilate XVI THOU still the same for ever blest Whom mercies infinite invest In various constancy exprest Thou hast us with new sense indu'd Of our old wants nor scorn'st renu'd Desires in unchang'd words pursu'd Still let our fix'd Devotions joyn Our suits to thy firm will encline Our fervent spirits move by thine For thou in all perfection wise Nor novelty in prayer dost prize Nor pious constancy despise By thy command preferring neither Left in thy Churches power together To use but not disparage either XVII TO thee my uprightness is known Who hast appointed me to own Thy sacred faith's defence O let me not of thee forlorn Against my Conscience be oreâ•Œborn By Floods of violence Up Lord in thine own cause arise Least Schisme make thy Church its prize And trample on her power From thee continued to our time When Wealth is made her fatall crime Her sinn is her fair dower Whom some have plunderd others wound The rest deserted as they found Or in her sufferrings joy May I her hurts and wants relieve The power which I from thee receive Teach me for thee t' imploy To her that love be still sustain'd I owe as Christian though restrain'd As King from all my right The bounties on thy Church displaid By Providence let none invade With saâ•Œcriâ•Œleâ•Œgiâ•Œous might XVIII OF Peace and Reason Lord Delighting in accord The wicked who from Sinn With offer'd grace wouldst win Whose mercy courts to save Though power to kill thou have Our hearts to softness woo'd In our Redeemers blood Perswade us to agree Both with our selves and thee As men and Christians ought Peace often have I sought But it no sooner name Than War my foes proclaime Our actions never may Destructive passions sway Our judgements clear that we Thy truth may plainly see Our stubborn hearts incline In bonds of Peace to joyn Our irreligious hate To thee O dissipate That to our selves remove With interchanged love The war our sins have wrought With peace which Christ hath bought XIX WIth ready joy O let me Lord agree To be orecome when thou wilt have it so Instruct me in the noblest viâ•Œctoâ•Œry By patience to subdue my self and Foe Conquests like Christ's a Christian King best shew Mould us to piâ•Œeâ•Œty betwixt thy hands Prest by thy left supported by thy right Pardon the pride of our successfull Bands And the repinings of our luckless fight When trusting in our own denied thy Might When we are ought or nothing be thou all That thy wide glories the whole world may fill Or in our conquest or inglorious fall Thou know'st with what regret I suffer ill From those whose good 's the scope of all my will The ills they force me to inflict I bear And in their punishments my own embrace Victor or vanquish'd since a double share Of certain suffering doth my hope displace Grant me a double portion of thy grace XX. LOrd thou who beauty canst return To them that mourn And the disguis'd pretext of Art To truth convert O let us not by shews beguil'd Seem pure without within defil'd Within where most deform'd we are Be our first care Then with clear eyes the Church we may And State survey Our hearts our spirits Lord renew That we thy dictates may pursue Upon our foul disorders bred By them who led With rage to purge us undertooke With pitty looke Quench thou the fire that Factions raise From Reformations specious blaze As their division Lord proclaims Their weak bad aims So let us in those fires refin'd In love be join'd From passions freed blest with increase Of inward vertue outward peace XXI THou Lord who by thy wise Decree Dost our contingency dispose Make me thy constant mercies see In the advantage of my foes Thou canst their Counsells turn away And their deâ•Œvi ces ruâ•Œiâ•Œnate Who all my secrets open lay To worke me in my peoples hate To thy Omniscience I repair Witnesse with my integrity How false the wrested Comments are Which they to what I write apply The ill directed by their aim To me so turn up on their head That they may be involv'd in shame And with conâ•Œfuâ•Œsiâ•Œon overspread XXII THou who all souls all conscienâ•Œces dost sway To thee I look dismaid To thy protection I commit my way Thou who my life didst aid Still in my weaknesse canst thy strength display A fierie Pillar in darke nights to me And with thy light direct In scorching daies a cloudy Pillar be And with thy shade protect O let me find both sun and shield in thee My life I was not by perversnesse wrought To hazards thus t' expose But Reason Honour and Religion taught To guard myself from those Whose impious force to wrest them from me sought XXIII THou that alone art infinite In good and greatnesse dwel'st with me Weigh'd with thy presence life is light Thy service perfect liberty Own me for thine I cannot but be free As I am man with reason blesse With Zeal as Christian Right as King Of outwards stript let me possesse Thee in the joyes that from thee spring Which gainst my will no force can from me wring Let not my passion overâ•Œboyle To fruitless rage or sordid fear They think him helpless whom they foyle But let thy chearfull light appear And secure freedom shall my glories cleer Befitting my afflicted state A patient constancy bestow My strength and hopes are dissipate My self imprison'd by the foe O be not far lest they too mighty grow XXIV TO thee my solitary prayers I send The help that others my distress deny With thy assistant spirit Lord supply To dulness life light to my darkness lend Thou Sun that beams of righteousness dost spread Thou sacred spring of heavenly light and heat Both warmth and clearness in my heart beget Instruct and for thy servant intercede Fullness sufficience favour thee array Enough thou comfort

From mens bold pride From their invective power ODE XVI Vpon the Ordinance against the Common-prayer-book THou still the same for ever blest Whom mercies infinite invest In various constancy exprest Thou hast us with new sense indu'd Of our old wants nor scornst renew'd Desires in unchang'd words pursu'd Still let our fix'd Devotions joyne Our suits to thy firm will encline Our fervent Spirits move by thine For thou in all perfection wise Nor novelty in prayer dost prize Nor pious constancy despise By thy command preferring neither Left in thy Churches pow r together To use but not disparage either Devotions moderately guide None in jur'd none just helps deny'd By others ignorance or pride Since Errours ever are unsure And by pretence of change allure Whilst truth in Union is secure Preserve thy Church that no unfit Orders as various she admit Nor Constancy as formall quit Lord chase Hypocrisie away And then we know we safely may In setled forms or praise or pray Teach us what dwells within to mend And lesse we outwards need attend From bold blind zeal thy Church defend ODE XVII Vpon the differences between the King and the two Houses in point of Church-Government TO thee my uprightness is known Who hast appointed me to own Thy sacred Faiths defence O let me not of thee forlorn Against my Conscience be ore-born By floods of violence Up Lord in thine own cause arise Least Schism make thy Church its prize And trample on her pow'r From thee continued to our time When Wealth is made her fatall crime Her sin is her fair Dow'r Whom some have plunderd others wound The rest deserted as they found Or in her sufferings joy May I her hurts and wants relieve The power which I from thee receive Teach me for thee t imploy To her that love be still sustain'd I owe as Christian though restrain'd As King from all my right The bounties on thy Church displaid By providence let none invade With sacrilegious might Forgive their Errour and their Sin Who wrought thy sufferance to let in Flie Foxes and wild Boars To lay that goodly Vineyard wast Which thy right hand in planting grac'd Watred with heavenly showers Oh! never let such Infamy Brand my clear Name as to agree T' oppose the Church and those Whose Errours I should rather hide With silence or with meekness chide Than to contempt expose The wrongs which with thy Church I bear And for her sake to thee appear Hast Lord to set us free From ravenous men of reason void Who have old Bounds of Peace destroi'd To let in Heresie Thou God of Peace and Order quell The malice of our Foes dispell Their black devices then May we who in thy Church delight The wonders of thy Prayse recite Before the Sons of men ODE XVIII Vpon the Uxbridge Treatie c. OF Peace and Reason Lord Delighting in accord The wicked who from sin With offer'd Grace would win Whose mercy courts to save Though power to kill thou have Our hearts to softness woo'd In our Redeemers blood Perswade us to agree Both with our selves and thee As Men and Christians ought Peace often have I sought But it no sooner name Than war my Foes proclaim Our actions never may Destructive Passions sway Our Judgments clear that we Thy Truth may plainly see Our stubborn Hearts incline In bonds of Peace to joyne Our irreligious hate To thee oh dissipate That to our selves remove With interchanged Love The war our sins have wrought With Peace which Christ hath bought ODE XIX Vpon the various events of War Victories and Defeats With ready joy oh let me Lord agree To be orecome when thou wilt have it so Instruct me in the noblest Victory By patience to subdue my self and foe Conquest like Christs a Christian King best shew Mold us to Piety betwixt thy Hands Prest by thy left supported by thy right Pardon the pride of our succesfull Bands And the repinings of our luckless Fight When trusting in our own deny'd thy might When we are ought or nothing be thou All That thy wide glory 's the whole World may fill Or in our Conquest or inglorious fall Thou know'st with what Regret I suffer ill From those whose Good 's the scope of all my will The Ills they force me to inflict I bear And in their punishments my own embrace Victor or vanquish'd since a double share Of certain suffering doth my Hope displace Grant me a double Portion of thy Grace As most afflicted Lord reform me most To see our Peace and to restore it blest That all subdu'd by reasons power may boast A mutuall Conquest common strife supprest In publick Union our joynt Interest But if as sins of Peace provok'd this War Peace for the sins of War thou shouldst deny Making our miseries more circular Yet let thy servant midst these broyles enjoy That Peace the World nor gives nor can destroy To me impute not Lord the purple Flood Shed with unwilling grief in my defence But wash me in my Saviours precious blood By whom my troubles hope a quick dispence For short are impious joy's and Confidence ODE XX. Vpon the Reformation of the Times LOrd thou who Beauty canst return To them that mourn And the disguis'd pretext of Art To Truth convert Oh let us not by shews be guil'd Seem pure without within defil'd Within where most deform'd we are Be our first care Then with clear eyes the Church we may And State survey Our Hearts our Spirits Lord renew That we thy Dictates may pursue Upon our foul disorders bred By them who led With rage to purge us undertook With pity look Quench thou the fire that Factions raise From Reformations specious Blaze As their Division Lord proclaims Their weak bad Aims So let us in those fires refin'd In love be joyn'd From Passions freed blest with increase Of inward Vertue outward Peace ODE XXI Vpon his Majesties Letters taken and divulg'd THou Lord who by thy wise Decree Do'st our Contingency dispose Make me thy constant mercyes see In the advantage of my Foes Thou canst their Councells turn away And their devices ruinate Who all my secrets open lay To work me in my Peoples hate To thy Omniscience I repair Witness with my Integrity How false the wrested Comments are Which they to what I write apply The ill directed by their Aim To me so turn upon their Head That they may be involv'd in shame And with Confusion over spread Thou seest with what malicious Art They seek to cloud me with disgrace But give me a submissive Heart Dishonour for thy sake t' embrace Make me intent to honour thee And I in Honour shall abound Restor'd to my first Dignity Or else with equal Patience crown'd Thou art in Majesty array'd Goodnes and Glory from Thee spring With Wisdome Justice Mercy aid I shall not want what fits a King Thou the Exalter of my Head In Thee is my Salvation plac't Lord by thy Grace to

Glory lead Which to Eternitie shall last ODE XXII Vpon his Majesties leaving Oxford and going to the Scots Thou who all Souls all Consciences dost sway To thee I look dismay'd To thy Protection I commit my way Thou who my life did'st aide Still in thy weakness canst thy strength display A fiery Pillar in dark nights to me And with thy light direct In scorching Day 's a cloudy Pillar be And with thy shade protect O let me find both Sun and Shield in Thee My life I was not by perverseness wrought To hazard thus t'xpose But Reason Honour and Religion taught To guard my self from those Whose impious force to wrest them from me sought Let not the just Resolves I have endu'd With outward strength abate A Conscience where no wrong did e're intrude Be my Associate In my Desertions greatest Solitude My Fort of Reason let me not betray Trusted to keep for Thee From thy Salvation that I never stray My constant Conduct be If Thee I please Peace shall my Foes allay ODE XXIII Vpon the Scots delivering the King to the English and his Captivity at Holmeby THou that alone art infinite In good and greatness dwel'st with me Weigh'd with thy Presence Life is light Thy service perfect Liberty Own me for thine I cannot but be free As I am Man with Reason bless With Zeal as Christian Right as King Of outwards stript let me possess Thee in the joy 's that from Thee spring Which gainst my will no force can from me wring Let not my Passion over boyle To fruitless Rage or sordid fear They think him helpless whom they foyle But let thy chearfull light appear And secure freedome shall my glories clear Befitting my afflicted state A patient Constancy bestow My strength and hopes are dissipate My self imprison'd by the Foe O be not far least they too mighty grow Ascorn and wonder I am made Thou my defence and succour be My Foes asham'd to see thy aid In thy free Spirit settle me To act and suffer what is will'd by Thee My Soul into thy favour bring For She her Hope in Thee hath plac't My shelter is thy shady Wing Till these Calamities be past Rise to deliver us my God make hast Thy mercy though the Life it gives Thou take away shall be my Trust I know that my Redeemer lives Though in Deaths vale resolv'd to Dust Yet shall no taint of fear my bright Faith rust ODE XXIIII Vpon their denying his Majesty the attendance of his Chaplains TO Thee my solitary Pray'rs I send The help that others my Distress deny With thy assistant Spirit Lord supply To dulness Life Light to my Darkness lend Thou Sun that beams of Righteousnes dost spread Thou sacred Spring of heavenly Light and heat Both warmth and clearness in my Heart beget Instruct and for thy Servant intercede Fulness sufficience favour thee array Enough Thou Comfort art and Company Thou art my King my Priest and Prophet be Rule teach pray in me for me with me stay Jacob who singly did with Thee contest In sacred Duell Thee his second had He conquer'd and a blessing by thy aid From Thee with welcome Violence did wrest With mercy on thy Servant be intent Who his Devotions once with them did joyne Whose fervour might inflame the cold of mine When to thy House with Joy and Peace we went Of those Occasions our neglect forgive Which we with just Improvement would not scan Now like the desert-hunting Pelican Or Sparrow pearch'd on some house-top I live And scatter'd like a dying Coale from all Those pious glowings that might fire impart Keep and increase on th' Altar of my Heart On Thee in sacrifice of Pray'r to call Yet thou that dost not break the bruised Reed Nor quench the smoaking Flax oh not despise The smother'd Pray'rs that from my lone Soul rise Deny'd the helps which I desire and need The hardness of their Hearts let soften mine Their hate my Love denyall Prayrs excite Their deafness thy Attention Lord invite Whose ready Eare Heart Hand to help incline Men may debar thy Churches outward right Not inward Grace to humble minds convey'd O make me such and thou wilt Teach Hear Aid A broken contrite Heart thou wilt not slight Thou Temple Altar Sacrifice and Priest At once canst make me who each day alone In Vowes Pray'rs Tears am thy Oblation By whom prepar'd accepted and possest Thou didst the Widow's Meale and Oyle encrease And secretly by strange supply's infuse Into the Vessel and unwasting Cruze Which with the Drought and Dearth did only cease O my forsaken widow'd Soul preserve Let not thy Truth and sweet Effusions fail My memory and heart but so prevail Kept from accustom'd food I may not sterve Yet better sterve than by their Hands to feed Who mix my Bread with Ashes and infect My Wine with Gall who torture not direct Prone to reproches which their Pray'rs exceed To my Destruction they pervert thy Word O be it not eternally to theirs Devouring under colour of long Pray'rs The Houses of their Brethren King and Lord. Let not the Balme of these Men break my Head Nor let their Cordials my heart oppress Gainst their precisely colour'd wickedness My fervent Pray'rs incessantly shall plead Lord from the Snares their treacherous Lips include Their poy'snous toungs from their words sharp fire Keep me and those who my Souls good desire Relieving with their Pray'rs my solitude ODE XXV Penitentiall Meditations and Vowes in the Kings solitude at Homeby My God my King incline thine Eare My cry to Thee directed hear Incens'd I said we from Thy Care Are cast yet Thou receiv'st my Pray'r Thy Rigor who can fatisfie But to thy mercy's sinners fly Lord I acknowledg my offence Dilated in my Eminence The sins I act or do permit By unimproved Pow'r acquit Rebellious I to Thee became Now Prisoner to my Subjects am Yet though restrain'd my Person be By grace enlarge my Heart to Thee Though Davids Piety I want His griefs I have His comforts grant O be my Penitentiall sense Of sins their Pardon 's evidence Esteem not our Afflictions small Though our loud Crimes for greater call Turn Thee O Lord Thy mercy shew For I am desolate and Low The sorrow 's of my Heart increase O give my miseries release Hast Thou forgotten to be kind In wrath thy tender Care confin'd O call to mind thy Love of old And thy Compassions manifold Amongst the living I expected Thy Goodness else had been dejected Let not our prosperour sins make less The benefits of ous distress Consume the Dross in this sharp fire Which by long Peace we did acquire On us if Thou Afflictions lay Take not thy strengthining Grace away With patient Penitence supply The want of our Prosperity And if thy Wrath not yet shall end If still thy Justice thou extend Me and my Fathers House ore-run As for these sheep what have they done O let my sufferings satiate those Who to