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A12318	Psalmes, or songs of Sion turned into the language, and set to the tunes of a strange land. By W.S. Intended for Christmas carols, and fitted for divers of the most noted and common, but solemne tunes, every where in this land familiarly used and knowne.	Slatyer, William, 1587-1647.	1631 (1631)	STC 22635; ESTC S113750	20,325	64

soule it flies unto the Lord. Before the morning-watch betime early before the morning prime The dawning morning-watch I say my soule flies to the Lord to pray O Israel trust in the Lord for with him there is mercy stor'd And plenteous redemption he from all his sins will Israel free From sting of death and feare of hell and paines redeeme his Israel PSALME 137. AS we in Babylon Sate by Euphrates flowry side With sad laments and moane We sold to minde faire Sions pride with Harpe and Lute our Viols mute and instruments we hung on willow tree'n that planted been the rivers there among Then said they that along Vs captives brought in scoffing sort Let 's heare your Hebrew songs And melody to make us sport Alas said we how can that be in strangers land unknowne so far remou'd from Sion lou'd as loathed Babylon Let my right hand forget The warbling harpes harmonious straines Or to my pallat let My parched tongue cleave for my paines If e're I doe thy love forgoe or minding this base earth so farre should erre not to preferre faire Salem in my mirth Remember Edoms sons O Lord on Sion's fatall day How they then all at once With cursed noise did cry and say Now Sion fals downe goe her wals why doe we stand at gaze her turrets round throw downe to ground her stately bulwarkes raze O daughter Babylon Wasted with misery in fine Time shall be when shall none Pitie thee that not pitied'st mine Blest then we shall th' Avenger call that scorning mothers moanes shall dash the braines of infants slaine against the ●uthlesse stones PSALME 150. PRaise ye the Lord ye Saints Within his Sanctuary Praise him in firmament Of power that doth not vary In Temple faire Of holinesse And righteousnesse His praise declare Praise him according to His greatnesse excellence And noble acts that show His rare magnificence Praise him with Flute And merry noise Of Trumpets voice And Harpe and Lute Praise him with Cimbals sound Dances and Madrigals With Musiques sweetest ground Organs and Virginals With Cimbals shrill Let Viols sweet And Psalt'ry meet To praise him still His laud let ay most rise Well tuned Cimbals sound With Timbrels Strings and Pipe His praises most renown'd Let every thing Doth life afford And breath the Lord His praises sing FINIS IF any well affected Gentleman shall bee desirous to sing the Hebrew Greeke or Latine Psalmes to these tunes or the tunes of the Church to his Lute or other Musique there are manie or most of the Psalmes so fitted and for a taste of them these in Greeke and Latine here presented the Hebrew to it and all the rest being readie if opportunitie were to bee offered to publicke view 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Idem Psal. 1. Latinè BEcatus vir non ambulans confiliis impiorum Non viá stans nec discubans in sede derisorum Sed Lege Dei meditarus interdiu noctuque Est ejus Lege jocundatus quasi victu vestituque Et erit arbor ceu plantata aquarum juxta rivos Fructus quae feret Deo grata dulceis tempestivos Non comae folia defloruerint sed aget cuncta prosperè Non impii sic ceu gluma fuerint quam rapiet ventus propere Non in Iudicio nec Sanctorum in coetu impius stabit Quia viam novit Iah justorum impiorum reprobabit 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Idem Psal. 128. Latine BEatus O beatus ter qui Dominum timebis Vitam hiis viis suaviter incedens obtinebis Dulceis laborum comedes vivens vidensque fructus Spectabilis foelix es mors te nec tanget luctus Ceu vitis uxor contegens domus tuae parietes Erit ut oliva ambiens mensam tua progenies Sic prosperare faciet virum qui timet Deum Atque è Sione proreget scuto salutis cum Faelicitatem supra salem videas ac donec vives Natos natorum sicut pacem Israelis inter cives 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 137. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Idem Psal. 137. Latinè AD flumina Babylonis ac Maesti olim sedimus Dum sanctae nos Syonis recordaremur flevimus Suspendimus salicibus in ripis organa Cum Citharis dulciloquis plectraque Eburnea Illic interrogabant qui nos captivos detulissent Et cantica rogabant qui nosmet eò abduxissent Quid rei vobis cantate nobis de canticis Syonis Dicturi flemus quid hic canemus in terra Babylonis Mea dextra pereat si tui oblitus fuero O Salem lingua haereat fauci in tui meminero Si nobilem Ierusalem velut in principio Summae meae laeticiae non proposuero Memento filiorum Edom O Deus in die Salem Qui in eam hanc stultorum vocem eboarunt infernalem Dum clamaverunt dixerunt destruite munimenta Exinanite exinanite diruite fundamenta Heu filia Babylonis Misella sed beatus ille Qui lege Talionis ret ribuet tibi probra mille Beatus ille qui Misellae ad petram nuper satos Allidet captos matris rapto● è sinu parvos natos FINIS These Psalms following were left out being doubly translated and some others PSALME 6. O Lord doe not rebuke me in Thy wrathfull indignation Chastize me not in due to sin Displeasures aggravation Have mercy on me Lord for I Am weake and plung'd in misery Lord helpe me for my bones are vext My soule is also troubled sore But Lord how long wilt thou explore My faults and punish me perplext Lord turne to thy wonted grace Save and deliver me My soule flies pity her poore case For mercies sake to thee For why in death no man we find Remembreth thee or who shall mind To giue thee praises in the pit But weary of my groanes and feares Each night wash I my bed with teares My couch with teares I water it For very griefe and foes withall My beauties flowre doth fade Thence worne away hence from me all In vanity is whose trade The Lord the voice of my sad teares The voice of my petition heares My praiers he will receive the same Confounded shal be all my foes Sore vext and turned backe and those That wrong me put to sudden shame PSALME 23. MY Sheepheard is th' everliving Lord God So loving that therefore that I nothing can need In pastures faire to make my aboad He leadeth me pleasantly forth for to feed Faire fields sweet flowers beauty excelling Every where seeme to bespangle the way Coole floud● shady bowers pleasure there dwelling Still to encircle my steps where I stray That from the mountaines as downe to the fountaines He led me along by most pleantifull fields To the rivers the water 's of comfort that yeelds So gone out of sadnesse my soule into gladnesse He brought to that happy and heavenly shore Where never should sorrow encompasse me most Yea though in vale of the shadow of death I walked yet he in his

mercy did guide And keep my feet that as long as I breath From the way they should never of godlinesse slide Nights Blacke terror fore did affright me Yet on thy rod and thy staffe did I stay 〈◊〉 bl●●ke errors 〈◊〉 did despite me 〈◊〉 by thy shepheard hooke chased away 〈…〉 face my 〈◊〉 with thy graces PSALME 108. MY heart and my tongue is prepared in song O my God my glory alwaies Awake Lute and Harpe I my selfe will awake right early to sing and give praise I will praise thee O Lord and thy mercies record I will sing unto thee among Nations And raise up alwaies thy great glory and praise among people and generations For thy mercy is great above heavens seat and thy truth unto the clouds reaching Exalt thy selfe hye O God above skye and thy glory o're all the earth streaching Thy beloved that we delivered may see send helpe from thy holy place O stand with us and aide us with thy right hand and heare us of thy good grace Out of his holy hill God hath spoken I will reioyce and Sichem divide I will mete out the vale of Succoth withall and Gilead he is on my side Manasses with me and Ephraim he is the strength of my head and stay And never to leave her shall Iuda persever Law-giver for ever and ay Men Moab shall see my washpot to be over Edom my shooe will I throw Triumphing in fine over Palestine I to the strong City will goe Who will leade me along into the same strong City of the Philistines their seat Who is he that will be a conductor to me to bring me to Edom the great O God why hast thou forsaken us now why wilt thou not helpe us O God Or why no more as thou used'st of yore went'st thou forth with our armies abroad Gainst troubles relieve us saving health give us vaine else is the helpe of man knowne So shall we through thee do right valiantly being thou tread'st our enemies downe PSALME 130. OVt of the lowest deepes depressed Doubts and dangers great distressed On thy mercy most relying Vnto thee O Lord with crying Sore with misery enthralled And with sighes and teares I called O heare heare O heare bow downe Thine eare attend and heare My sighes my cries my praier If thou straitly O most Highest What is done amisse descryest Who O Lord can stand before thee But for mercy we adore thee Mercy is with thee declared Mercy that thou maist be feared O heare heare O heare bow downe Thine eare attend and heare My voice my noise my praier I have waited Lord upon thee Yea my soule hath waited on thee I have trusted in thy word And my soule waits on the Lord Early ere the watch returning Morning watch the dawning morning O heare heare O heare bow downe Thine eare attend and heare My moanes my groanes my praier Israel wait on the Lord For with him is mercy stor'd And with his best excellences Great redemption from offences All his sins that Israel saveth And shall ever who so craveth O heare heare O heare 'twixt hopes And feares with sobs and teares My sighes my cries my praier PSALME 150. O Praise the Lord in holinesse You Saints of his his praise professe Within his Temple faire and trim And firmament of power praise him Praise him in all his noble acts His mightinesse and famous facts according to his excellence Of greatnesse and magnificence Praise him in sound of Trumpets noise Praise him with Lute and Harpes sweet voice Praise him with Cimbals and the like With Tabret Dances Strings and Pipe Praise him in Musiques sweetest ground On the well tuned Cimbals sound Praise him with pleasant Madrigals Loud Cimbals and sweet Virginals Let every thing doth life afford Breath out the praises of the Lord. A Table of the severall Psalmes with the tunes they are set too in this Booke Tune Psalme Page 1. The man of life vpright or a Lancashire tune or H. Pipe Thrice blest Ps. 1. pa. 1. 2. Q. Dido or Ia. Shore Thine ire Lord. ps 6. p. 2. 3. Goe from my window O L. our God ps 8. p. 3.   In the Lord. ps 11. p. 4. 4. Walsingham When that Israel ps 114 pag. 31. 5. I sigh as sure How long wi lt ps 13. p. 5   Lord within thy ps 15. pag. 6. 6. Dulcina Save me and. ps 16. p. 7. 7. Barow Faustus dreame L. the heavens ps 19. p. 8. 8. The Hunters Careere My shepheard ps 23. p. 9 9. The borders of Scotland Like th' Hart that ps 42. pag. 10. 10. Callaice or Crimson Velvet Iudge my cause psa 43. pag. 12. 11. All in a Garden greene All people ps 47. p. 13.   Great is the. ps 48. p. 15. 12. In the Towne or Susan I did in hart ps 122. p. 34.   Why dost psa 52. p. 16. 13. The Marigold that opens or Fortune Have mercy ps 57. p. 17.   O God thou ps 60. p. 18. 14. Palmas or Complaine my Lute Regard O L. ps 61. p. 19.   O God all ps 65. p. 21. 15. Faire Angell of England or Sweete Robin O Lo. do not ps 6. p. 45.   Thou O God ps 63. p. 20   If the Lord ps 124. p. 36. 16. Phillis Hilas or the fairest Nymphe the vallies O Lord how ps 84. p. 22. 17. New So Ho. Firmly for ev ps 87. p. 24 18. Queene of Love or Vnderneath the shadie The L. a king ps 93. p. 25   The Lo. alone ps 97. p. 26   The Lord in ps 99 p. 37. 19. Abram awake Mercy I wil. ps 101. p. 28. 20. Yellow ribbon or will you be gone O God my heart ps 108 pag●9 ●9 21. Iane Shore or Come sorrow The Lord unto ps ●●0 pag. ●0 22. The same tune or Q. Dido Out of the deeps ps 130. pag. ●● 23. Rich Merchant man or the tune of the 25. Psalme All nations ps ●19 p. ●   Gloria patri   All praise c. ibid. 24. Moll Sims or Dulce Maria by Coperario I lift my eyes psa 12● pag. ●● 25. withers tune or Puichrior si sit Vp to thee I lift ps 123. pag. 35. 26. what if a day When as the. ps 136. p. 36 27. The Kings tune or who can blame my woe As we in Babylon ps 137 pag. 38. And the same in Greeke and Latine 28. To the tune of the 148. Psalme Praise ye the Lord. psal 150. pag. 39.   〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Beatus vir psal 1. pag. 42. 29. Tune of the ordinary Psalmes or Rogero or Ladies fall 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Beatus O. psal 128. pag. 43 44. 30. Daphne My shepheard ps 23. p. 46 31. Earle of Essex funerall Elegy or O Hone. Out of the lowest deeps psal 130. pag. 48. 32. Barbara or Starrie Diana My heart and my c. psal 108. pag. 47. 33. Iane Shore Aeneas or The like before c. O praise the Lord in psal 150. pag. 49. POSTSCRIPT HOwsoever these plaine tunes are thus fitted to these Psalmes for the benefit and use of the lesse skilfull it shall I hope be no prejudice to the excellent Musicians of this age but that at their pleasure they may fit them to more curious and delightfull tunes and aires whether now or anciently devised Errata PAge 3. Line 6. moane reade moanes Page 4. Li. 8. bow reade bowes and line 14. foundation reade foundations Page 10. line 14. that reade yet Page 13. line 15. thou reade then Page 15. line 17. King each reade Kings each one and line 18. to get her reade together Page 18. line 24. after and reade as in their aide Page 20. line 6. praise reade praises and line 8. daily pay reade duly pay Page 22. line 29. yeomen reade that men Page 26. line 3. waves reade voice Pag. 27. li. 7. lo reade low Page 29. line 2. for profit reade perfit and line 19. shroud reade shrouds Pa. 3● line 14. after might reade that o're thine enemies all O God Page 32. line 14. towards reade Is towards Page 35. line 30. save yet reade save us yet Page 36. line 10. over soule reade over our soule Page 37. after line 9. supply this Verse following Turne then O Lord our bondage againe Like to the rivers out of the South descending That with their plenty do cover the plaine And water the vallies which way soever wending Then O then we here shall find They that low in sadnesse Leaving teares and griefe behind Reape in ioy and gladnesse Who indeed with precious seed Went out weeping on the way Turn'd againe not in vaine Bringing home his sheaves with ioy FINIS

Egypt land And the house of Iacob went from that Barbarian strand Iuda was his Sanctuary and his holy bower Israel did see his glory dominion might and power So the sea that fled amaz'd saw it and admired Iordans floud that stood still and gaz'd turning backe retired Mountaines skipped like to rams and did quake for feare Little hils like trembling lambes silly ones they appeare O thou sea what didst thou aile that thou fled'st amazed Iordans floud that thou didst quaile turned'st backe and gazed Mountains that you skipt like rams and did trembling shake Little hils that like to lambes you did feare and quake Th' earth did tremble before the face of the Lord so victorious Of thy mighty and puissant grace Iacobs God most glorious Sea and land little hils and mountaines the Lord God do feare From the flint that maketh the fountaines rockes to gush rivers cleere PSALME 117. ALl Nations with mirth praise ye the Lord alwaies And all the kinreds of the earth set forth his noble praise For great is his grace his loving kindnesse ay Towards them that seeke his face and will no time decay The truth of the Lord endures for evermore Ye Nations all with one accord praise ye the Lord therefore All praise and honour be to Father glorious most God three in one and one in three with Son and Holy Ghost As since the worlds prime hath e're bin heretofore And is now at this present time and shal be evermore PSALME 121. I Lift mine eies Vp to the mountaines and the skies Fixing eye on sacred Sion Where my hope and helpe relies My helpe alone Comes from the Lord his glorious throne Heaven that made and earth that laid His footstoole that we stand upon It is he that helpeth thee Suffering not thy foot to slide He that keepeth thee not sleepeth No not slumbreth any tide For behold who Israel keeps Never slumbers once nor sleeps O he that keepeth Israel Never slumber him befell The Lord is hee That evermore preserveth thee He doth stand at thy right hand His shadow thy defence to be The Lord alway shall keep thee That the Sun by day Or Moone by night shall thee not smite Or harme with light or piercing ray It is he defendeth thee The Lord thy keeper and thy guide That doth still from all ill Save thy soule as at this tide He thy going out did blesse And thy comming in no lesse And who preserved thee heretofore Henceforth will and evermore PSALME 122. I Did in heart reioyce to heare the people say So lovingly with one accord Into the house of God the Lord We will goe up and pray Right ioyfull was the voice and gracious speech of them Our feet shall stand within thy gates O City thou of glorious state The faire Ierusalem Ierusalem is builded so neate Like to a City at unitie a seate Whereunto the Tribes resort Even the Tribes of the Lord To testifie with one accord His name unto Israel And so for to set forth the praise Of his holy Name alwaies And for this respect There were the thrones erect Of iudgement to direct And governe thy people well There were the thrones erect Of Davids house for ay Now therefore for the peace Of Ierusalem's encrease Let us for ever pray Let them all that do respect And love thee prosper still Ioy he within thy wals and peace And plentie in thy pallaces And on thy holy hill For my faithfull brethrens sake And companions I will make Praiers to God on hye For thee wishing thy Plentie and prosperity For ever to endure And because of the house we see Of the Lord our God in thee I will evermore Seeke thy welfare and store And to do thee good therefore In what I may procure PSALME 123. Vp to thee I lift mine eies thou that dwellest in the skies As the eies of servants bend on their masters hand to tend Or a maiden meeke applies to her mistresse hand her eies So O Lord our God do strait all our eies upon thee wait Till that thou looke downe upon us and O Lord have mercy on us Lord haue mercy on us then and forgive us sinfull men Save our soules that for thy sake much contempt upon us take Suffering fore rebuke and shame and ev'n filled with the same Whiles the rich and worldly wise with the proud do us despise Though their mocking stockes they make vs save yet O Lord and take us Vp to thee I lift mine eies thou that dwellest in the skies PSALME 124. IF the Lord him selfe had not been on our side may Israel now say but he is our guide If the Lord had not been on our side when men rose so furious against us they had swallowed us then They had swallowed us up quick in wrathfull displeasure their anger was kindled so hot above measure The waters had drown'd us then without controule the deep streame had gone even over our soule The fierce swelling waters of envie and pride had gone over soule with such a strong tide But prais'd be the Lord that hath not given us o're for a prey to their teeth that our souls would have tore Our soule is escap't like a bird with good speed from the snare of the Fouler that broken we freed Our helpe's in the Name of the Lord alwaies that hath made heaven and earth to his Name be the praise PSALME 126. WHen as the gracious and mercifull Lord Meant the delivery of his captived Sion And had againe in his mercy restor'd Their heavie losses his promise that relye on Then O then got from extreame Slavery and vilenesse We were like to them that dreame Freed from all servilenesse And with glee how did wee Triumph over sad annoy Being our mouth filled now with Laughter and our tongue with ioy So were the Heathen and Nations soone Forced to say and confesse before our faces What mighty things for them all he had done Praising his heavenly goodnesse and his graces Then O then how much more we Bound to magnifie him Having much more cause to be Glad and glorifie him For no lesse we confesse And recount with merry noise How great things To passe he brings For us whereat we do reioyce PSALME 130. OVt of the deeps in great distresse where doubts and dangers me oppresse I call to thee Lord heare my voice consider well my great annoyes And let thine eare receive my moanes my sighes my teares my plaints and groanes If thou shouldst be extreame O Lord to marke in thought in deed and word What 's done amisse O who shall stand under thy strict all-searching hand Or when in truth thine eies have tride it and iudgement Lord who may abide it But there is mercy Lord with thee mercy that feared thou maist bee And we will love and feare the same and waite upon thy holy Name I looked Lord and patiently my soule waits on the Lord most hye My trust is in his holy word my