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Deuout psalmes and colletes gathered and set in suche order, as may be vsed for dayly meditacions.
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seruauntes thy worke theyr children thy glorie And the glorious maiestie of the lorde our god be vpon vs prosper thou the worke of our handes vpon vs o prosper thou our handy worke The second Venite exultemus psal xcv O Come let vs synge vnto the Lorde let vs hertely reioyce in the strength of oure saluacion let vs come before his presence with thankes geuing and shewe our selfe glad in him with psalmes For the Lorde is a great kinge aboue all goddes In his hand are all the corners of the earth and the strength of the hylles is hys also The sea is hys and he made it and his handes prepared the drye lande O come let vs worshyppe and falle downe before the Lorde our maker For he is the Lorde our God and we are the people of hys pasture and the shepe of his handes To day if ye wil heare his voyce harden not your hartes as in the prouocacion and as in the daye of tentacion in the wildernes when youre fathers tempted me proued me sawe my workes Fourtie yeares long was I greued with the generacion sayde it is a people that do erre in theyr hertes for they haue not knowen my wayes Vnto whom I sware in my wrath that they shoulde not enter into my rest ¶ The third Iubilate deo psal C. O Be ioyfull in the Lorde all ye landes serue the Lorde with gladnesse come before hys presence with a song Be ye sure that the Lorde he is God It is he that hath made vs and not we our selues we are hys people the shepe of his pasture O go youre waye into his gates with thankesgeuing and into his courtes wyth prayse be thankeful vnto hym and speake good of hys name For the Lord is gracious hys mercy is euerlastyng his truthe endureth from generacion to generacion The fowerth Benedic anima mea psal ciii PRayse the lorde O my soule al that is within me prayse hys holy name Prayse the Lorde O my soule and forget not all hys benefytes Whiche forgeueth al thy sinne and healeth all thyne infyrmyties Whyche saueth thy lyfe from destruccioÌ and crowneth the with mercye and louynge kyndnesse Whiche satisfyeth thy mouth with good thynges makyng the yonge and lustye as an Aegle The lorde executeth ryghteousnesse and iudgement for all them that are oppressed with wronge He shewed his wayes vnto Moses hys workes vnto the chyldren of Israel The lorde is full of compassion and mercy long suffring and of great goodnes He wil not alway be chiding neyther kepeth he his anger for euer He hath not dealt wyth vs after our synnes nor rewarded vs accordyng to our wickednesses For loke howe hye the heauen is in comparison of the earth so greate is hys mercy also towarde them that feare him Loke howe wyde also the East is from the west so farre hath he set oure synnes from vs. Yea lyke as a father pytieth hys owne children euen so is the lorde merciful vnto theÌ that feare him For he knoweth wherof we be made he remembreth that we are but dust The dayes of man are but as grasse for he florisheth as a floure of the fielde For as sone as the winde goth ouer it it is gone and the place therof shall knowe it no more But the mercifull goodnesse of the lorde endureth for euer and euer vpoÌ them that feare hym and hys ryghteousnes vpon childres children Euen vpon suche as kepe hys couenaunt and thinke vpon hys commaundementes to do them The lorde hath prepared hys seate in heauen and his kyngdom ruleth ouer all O prayse the lorde ye Angels of hys ye that excell in strength ye that fulfill hys commaundement and herken vnto the voyce of hys wordes O prayse the Lord al ye his hostes ye seruauntes of hys that do hys pleasure O speake good of the lorde all ye workes of hys in all places of hys dominyon prayse thou the lorde O my soule Let vs pray O Almyghtie mercifull lorde whiche geuest vnto thy elect people the holy gooste as a sure pledge of thy heauenly kyngdom Graunte vnto vs o lorde this holy spirite that he may beare witnes with our spirite that we be thy children and heyres of thy kyngdom and that by the operacion of this spirite we may kyl all carnall lustes vnlawfull pleasures concupiscence euell affeccions contrary vnto thy wil by our sauioure and lorde Iesu Christ Amen The Letany O God the father of heauen haue mercy vpon vs miserable sinners O God the father of heauen haue mercye vpon vs myserable synners O God the sonne redemer of the worlde haue mercy vpon vs miserable synners O God the sonne redemer of the worlde haue mercy vpon vs myserable sinners O God the holy gost procedyng from the father the sonne haue mercy vpon vs miserable sinners O God the holy gost procedyng from the father and the sonne haue mercie vpon vs miserable synners O holy blessed and glorious Trinitie three persons and one God haue mercy vpon vs miserable synners O holy blessed and glorious Trinitie thre persons and one God haue mercy vpon vs miserable synners Holy virgin Mary mother of God our sauiour Iesu Christ Pray for vs. All holy Angels and Archangelles and all holy orders of blessed spirites Pray for vs. All holy Patriarkes Prophetes Apostles and Martyrs Confessours and Virgins and all the blessed company of heaueÌ Pray for vs. Remembre not Lorde oure offences nor the offences of oure forefathers neyther take thou vengeaunce of our sinnes spare vs good Lorde spare thy people whom thou hast redemed with thy moste precious bloude and be not angrye with vs for euer Spare vs good lorde From all euel and mischiefe from synne from the craftes assautes of the deuyl froÌ thy wrath and from euerlasting damnacion Good lorde deliuer vs. From blindnesse of heart from pryde vayneglory and hipocrisy from enuy hatred and malyce and all vncharitablenesse Good lorde deliuer vs. From fornicacion and all deadly synne and from all the deceiptes of the worlde the flesshe and the deuyll Good lorde delyuer vs. From lightening and tempest from plage pestilence and famine from battayle and murder from sodeyne death Good lorde delyuer vs. From all sedicion and pryuye conspiracy from the tyranny of the byshop of Rome and all hys detestable enormities froÌ all false doctrine and heresy from al hardnes of heart and contempt of thy worde and commaundement Good lorde delyuer vs. By the mistery of thy holy incarnacion by thy holy Natiuitie circumcision by thy baptisme fastyng and temptacion Good lorde delyuer vs By thyne agony and bluddy sweat by thy crosse and passion by thy precious death and buryall by thy glorious resurrection and ascencion by the cummyng of the holy gost Good lorde delyuer vs. In al tyme of our tribulacion to all tyme of our welth in the houre of death in the day of iudgement Good lorde delyuer vs. We synners do beseche the to heare
of the world shal remembre theÌ selues and be turned vnto the lord and al the kinredes of the nacioÌs shal worship before him For the kingdome is the Lordes and he is the gouernour among the people Al suche as be fat vpoÌ yearth haue eaten worshipped Al they that go doune into the dust shall kneele before him and no maÌ hath quickened his owne soule My seede shall serue him they shal be counted vnto the lord for a generacion They shall come and the heauens shal declare his righteousnesse vnto a people that shal be borne whom the lord hath made Let vs pray O Lord God whiche dispisest not a coÌtrite heart and forgettest the sinnes wickednes of a sinner in what houre soeuer he doth mourne and lament his old maner of liuyng Graunt vnto vs O lorde now gathered to gether in thy name true contricion of heart that we may vehemently dispise our sinnefull life past and wholely be conuerted vnto the by our sauiour lorde Iesus Christ Amen The lordes praier c. as vpoÌ monday On the wednisday The fyrst Ad te domine leuaui psal xxv VNto the O lord wyll I lift vp my soule My God I haue put my trust in the Oh let me not be confounded neither let myne enemies triuÌph ouer me For all they that hope in the shall not be ashamed but suche as transgresse without a cause shal be put to confusion Shewe me thy wayes O lord and teache me thy pathes Leade me furth in thy trueth and learne me for yÌ art the God of my saluacion in the hath bene my hope al the day long Cal to remembraunce O lord thy tendre mercyes and thy louyng kyndnesses whiche haue bene euer of olde Oh remembre not the synnes and offences of my youthe but according vnto thy mercy thinke thou vpon me O lorde for thy goodnes Gracious righteous is the lorde therfore wyll he teache sinners in the way Them that be meke shall he guide in iudgement and suche as be gentle them shal he learne his way All the pathes of the lorde are mercy and trueth vnto suche as kepe his couenauÌt and his testimonies For thy names sake O lord be mercyful vnto my synne for it is great What man is he that feareth the lord him shal he teache in the way that he shal chose His soule shall dwell at ease his seede shal inherite the lande The secrete of the Lorde is among them that feare him and he wyl shewe theÌ his couenaunt Myne eyes are euer lokyng vnto the lord for he shal plucke my feete out of the net Turne the vnto me and haue mercy vpoÌ me for I am desolate and in misery The sorowes of my heart are enlarged O bryng thou me out of my troubles Loke vpon myne aduersitie misery forgeue me al my sinne Considre myne enemies howe many they are and they beare a a tyrannous hate against me O kepe my soule and deliuer me let me not be confounded for I haue put my trust in the. Let perfectnes and righteous dealyng wayte vpon me for my hope hath bene in the. Deliuer Israel O God out of al his troubles The second Dominus illuminatio psal xxvii THe lord is my light and my saluacion whoÌ then shal I feare The lord is the strength of my life of whom then shall I be afrayde When the wicked euen myne enemies my fooes came vpon me to eat vp my fleshe they stumbled and fel. Though an hoost of men were layd against me yet shal not my heart be afrayde though there rose vppe warre agaynst me yet wyl I put my trust in him One thyng haue I desired of the lord whiche I wyll require eueÌ that I may dwel in the house of the lord al the daies of my life to behold the fayre beauty of the lord and to visit his temple For in the time of trouble he shal hide me in his tabernacle yea in the secrete place of his dwellyng shal he hide me and set me vp vpon a rocke of stone And now shall he lifte vppe my heade aboue mine enemies rouÌd about me Therfore wyll I offre in his dwellyng an oblacioÌ with great gladnes I wyl syng and speake prayses vnto the Lord. Herken vnto my voice O lord when I cry vnto the haue mercy vpon me and heare me My heart hath talked of the Seke ye my face thy face O lord wyl I seke O hyde not thou thy face fro me nor cast thy seruaunt awaye in displeasure Thou hast bene my succoure leaue me not neither forsake me O God of my saluacion When my father and mother forsake me the lord taketh me vp Teache me thy way O lord leade me the right waye because of myne enemies Deliuer me not into the wyll of myne aduersaries for ther are false wytnesses risen vp agaynst me and suche as speake wrong I should vtterly haue fainted but that I beleue verely to se the goodnes of the lorde in the land of the liuyng O tary thou the lordes leysure be strong he shal comfort thine heart and put thou thy trust in the lord The third In te domine speraui psal xxxi IN the lord haue I put my trust let me neuer be put to coÌfusion deliuer me in thy righteousnes Bowe doune thyne eare to me make hast to deliuer me And be thou my strong rocke house of defeÌce that thou mayest saue me For thou art my strong rocke my castle Be thou also my guide leade me for thy names sake Drawe me out of the net that they haue layde priuely for me for thou art my strength Into thy haÌdes I coÌmende my spirit for thou hast redemed me O lorde thou God of truth I haue hated them that hold of supersticious vanities and my trust hath bene in the lorde I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercy for thou hast coÌsidred my trouble hast knowen my soule in aduersities Thou hast not shut me vp into the hande of the enemye but hast set my feete in a large rowme Haue mercy vpon me O lorde for I am in trouble myne eye is consumed for very heuynes euen my soule and my body For my life is waxen olde with heauynes and my yeares with mournyng My streÌgth fayleth me because of myne iniquitie and my bones are consumed I became a reprofe among all myne enemies but specially among my neighbours and they of myne acquaintaunce were afrayde of me and they that did se me without coÌueied them selues fro me I am cleane forgotteÌ as a dead man out of mynde I am become like a broken vessel For I haue heard the blasphemy of the multitude and feare is on euery side whyle they conspire together against me take their counsail to take away my life But my hope hath bene in the O lord I haue sayd thou art my God My tyme is in thy hande deliuer me from the hand of myne enemies and from them that persecute me