Aungels to croune him with glory and worship Thou makest him to haue dominion of the workes of thy handes thou hast put all thynges in subiection vnder his feete Al shepe and oxen yea and the beastes of the felde The foules of the ayre the fyshe of the sea and whatsoeuer walketh thorowe the pathes of the seas O lord oure gouernour howe excellent is thy name in all the worlde Let vs pray ALmighty God the father of mercy and God of all comforte the whiche onely forgeuest synne forgeue vnto vs our synnes good lorde forgeue vnto vs our sinnes that by the multitude of thy mercy thei may be couered and not imputed vnto vs and by the operacion of the holy ghost we may haue power and strēgth hereafter to resist synne by oure sauiour lord Iesu Christ Amē ¶ The Letany The lordes praier The twelue articles of our beliefe The ten commaundementes The places cōcernyng Baptisme The places cōcernyng the supper of the lord Let vs pray O Almighty God and mercyful Lord whiche geuest c. On the tuysday The fyrst Saluum me fac psal xii HElpe me lord for ther is not one godly man lefte For the faythfull are minished frō among the children of men They talke of vanitie euerye one with his neighbour they do but flatter with theyr lippes dissemble in theyr double heart The Lord shall rote out all deceiptful lippes and the tong that speaketh proude thynges Whiche haue sayd with oure tongue wyll we preuayle we are they that ought to speake who is lord ouer vs Now for the comfortlesse troubles sake of the neady because of the depe sighyng of the poore I wyl vp sayth the lord wyll helpe euery one from him that swelleth against him and wyl set them at rest The wordes of the Lorde are pure wordes euen as the syluer whiche from yearth is tried and purified seuen tymes in the fyre Thou shalt kepe them O lord thou shalte preserue him frō this generacion for euer The vngodly walke on euery side when they are exalted the childrē of men are put to rebuke The second Dixit insipiens psal xiiii THe fole hath sayd in his heart there is no God They are corrupt and become abhominable in their doynges there is not one that doth good no not one The lord loked doune frō heauen vpon the children of men to see if there were any that would vnderstand seke after God But they are al gone out of the way they are al together become abhominable there is none that doth good no not one Their throte is an open sepulchre with their tonges thei haue disceiued the poyson of aspes is vnder their lippes Their mouth is ful of cursyng bitternes theyr feete are swifte to shed bloud Destruction and vnhappynes is in their waies and the way of peace haue they not knowē there is no feare of God before their eyes Haue they no knowledge that they al are suche workers of mischief eatyng vp my people as it were bread cal not vpon the lord There were they brought in great feare euen where no feare was for God is in the generaciō of the righteous As for you ye haue made a mocke at the coūsell of the poore because he putteth his trust in the lord Who shal geue saluacion vnto Israel out of Syon When the lord turneth the captiuitie of his people then shal Iacob reioyce Israel shal be glad The third Domine quis habitabit psal xv LOrde who shall dwel in thy tabernacle who shall rest vpon thy holy hyl Euen he that leadeth an vncorrupt life and doeth the thyng whiche is right and speaketh the truth from his heart He that hath vsed no disceipte in his tong nor done euil to his neighboure and hath not slaundred his neighbours He that setteth not by him self but is lowly in his owne eyes maketh muche of thē that feare the Lord. He that sweareth vnto his neighbour and disapointeth him not though it were to his owne hynderaunce He that hath not geuē his money vpō vsury nor taken reward against the innocent Who so doeth these thynges shal neuer fal The fowerth Deus deus meus psal xxii MY God my God loke vpō me why hast thou forsaken me and art so farre fro my helth and frō the wordes of my complaint O my God I crie in the day tyme but thou hearest not in the night season also I take no rest And thou continuest holye O thou worship of Israel Our father 's hoped in the they trusted in the and thou diddest deliuer them They called vpon the and wer helped they put theyr trust in the and were not confounded But as for me I am a worme and no mā a very scorne of men and the outcast of the people All they that see me laugh me to scorne they shote out theyr lippes and shake their head saiyng He trusted in God that he would deliuer him let him deliuer him if he wyl haue him But thou arte he that toke me out of my mothers wombe thou wast my hope when I hāged yet vpon my mothers breastes I haue bene left vnto the euer syns I was borne thou arte my God euen frō my mothers wōbe O go not fro me for trouble is harde at hand and there is none to helpe me Many oxen are come about me fatte bulles of Basan close me in on euery syde They gape vpon me with their mouthes as it were a rampyng and roryng Lyon I am poured out like water all my bones are out of ioynte my heart also in the middest of my bodye is euen like meltyng waxe My strength is dryed vp lyke a potsherde and my tong cleueth to my gummes and thou shalte bryng me into the dust of death For many dogges are come about me and the counsayle of the wicked lay siege against me They pearsed my handes and my feete I may tel al my bones they stande staryng and lokyng vpon me They parte my garmentes among them and cast lottes vpō my vesture But be not thou farre from me O lord thou art my succour hast the to helpe me Deliuer my soule from the swearde my dearelyng from the power of the dogge Saue me frō the lyons mouth thou hast heard me also from among the hornes of the vnicornes I wyll declare thy name vnto my brethren in the middest of the congregacion wyll I prayse the. O prayse the lorde ye that feare him magnifye him all ye of the seede of Iacob and feare him all ye seede of Israel For he hath not dispysed nor abhorred the lowe estate of the poore he hath not hyd his face frō him but when he called vnto him he heard him My praise is of the in the great congregacion my vowes wyll I perfourme in the sight of them that feare him The poore shal eate be satisfied they that seke after the lorde shal prayse him your heart shall liue for euer All the endes
Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy couÌ„tenaunce and saue me for thy mercies sake Let me not be confounded O lord for I haue called vpon the let the vngodly be put to confusion be put to sileÌ„ce in the graue Let the liyng lippes be put to silence whiche cruelly disdaynefully spitefully speake agaynst the righteous O how pleÌ„tiful is thy goodnes whiche thou hast layd vp for theÌ„ that feare the and that thou hast prepared for them that put theyr trust in the euen before the soÌ„nes of men Thou shalt hyde theÌ„ priuely by thyne owne presence froÌ„ the prouokyng of all menne thou shalt kepe theÌ„ secretly in thy tabernacle from the strife of tongues Thankes be to the Lorde for he hath shewed me merueilous great kyndnes in a strong cytie And when I made hast I sayd I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes Neuertheles thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cried vnto the. O loue the lord all ye his saintes for the lorde preserueth them that are faythful and pleÌ„teously rewardeth he the proude doer Be strong and he shal stablishe your heart all ye that put your trust in the lord The fowerth Beati quorum psal xxxii BLessed is he whose vnrighteousnes is forgeuen and whose synne is couered Blessed is the man vnto whoÌ„ the lord imputeth no sinne and in whose spirit there is no guile For while I helde my tongue my bones coÌ„sumed away thorow my dayly complainyng For thy hand is heuy vpoÌ„ me day night and my moysture is like the drouth in summer I wyll knowledge my synne vnto the myne vnrighteousnes haue I not hid I sayd I wyl confesse my synnes vnto the lord so thou forgauest the wickednes of my siÌ„ne Sela. For this shall euerye one that is godly make his praier vnto the in a tyme when thou mayest be found but in the great water fluddes they shal not come nigh him Thou art a place to hide me in thou shalt preserue me froÌ„ trouble thou shalt coÌ„passe me aboute with songes of deliueraunce Sela I wyll enfourme the teache the in the way wherin thou shalt goo and I wyll guyde the with myne eye Be ye not like horse and Mule whiche haue no vnderstandyng whose mouthes must be holden with bitte and bridle lest they fal vpon the. Great plages remayne for the vngodly but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord mercye embraceth him on euery syde Be glad O ye righteous and reioyce in the lord and be ioyful al ye that are true of heart Let vs pray O Mercifull father by whose power and strength we may ouer come our enemies both bodily and ghostly graunt vnto vs O Lorde that accordyng to oure promyse made in Baptisme we may ouercome the chief enemies of our soule that is the desyres of the world the pleasures of the fleshe and the suggestions of the wicked spirite and so after leade our liues in holynes and righteousnes that we may serue the in spirit and in trueth that by our sauiour lord Iesu Christ AmeÌ„ The letany c. As on monday Let vs pray O Almightye God merciful lord whiche geuest c. On the thursday The fyrst Benedicam dominum Psal xxxiiii I Wyl alway geue thaÌ„kes vnto the lorde his prayse shall euer be in my mouth My soule shall make her bost in the lord the humble shal heare therof and be glad O praise the lord with me and let vs magnifye his name together I sought the Lord he heard me yea he deliuered me out of al my feare They had an eye vnto him were lightened theyr faces wer not ashamed Lo the poore crieth the lord heareth him yea and saueth him out of al his troubles The Angel of the lord tarieth rouÌ„d about them that feare him and deliuereth them O taste see how gracious the Lorde is blessed is the man that trusteth in him O feare the lorde ye that be his sainctes for they that feare him lacke nothyng The lyons do lacke and suffre hunger but they whiche seke the Lorde shall want no maner of thyng that is good Come ye children herken vnto me I wyl teache you the feare of the lord What man is he that lusteth to liue and would fayne see good dayes Kepe thy tong froÌ„ euil and thy lippes that they speake no guile Eschewe euil and do good seke peace and insue it The eyes of the Lorde are ouer the righteous and his eares are open vnto theyr praiers The countenaunce of the lorde is against theÌ„ that do euil to rote out the remeÌ„braunce of them froÌ„ of the yearth The righteous crye the Lord heareth them and deliuereth theÌ„ out of al theyr troubles The lorde is nigh vnto theÌ„ that are of a contrite heart wyl saue suche as be of an humble spirite Great are the troubles of the righteous but the lord deliuereth him out of al. He kepeth all his bones so that not one of them is broken But misfortune shal slay the vngodly they that hate the righteous shal be desolate The lorde deliuereth the soules of his seruauntes all they that put theyr trust in him shal not be destitute The second Nolite emulare psal xxxvii FRet not thy selfe because of the vngodly neither be thou enuious against the euil doers For they shal sone be cut doune like the grasse be withered eueÌ„ as the grene herbe Put thou thy trust in the lord and do good dwel in the lande verely thou shalt be fed Delite thou in the lorde and he shall geue the thy heartes desyre Commit thy way vnto the lord and put thy trust in him and he shal bryng it to passe He shal make thy righteousnes as clere as the light and thy iust dealyng as the noone day Holde the styl in the Lorde and abyde pacientely vpon him but grieue not thy selfe at him whose way doeth ê“spere against the man that doth after euil couÌ„sailes Leaue of froÌ„ wrathe and let go displeasure fret not thy selfe els shalt thou be moued to do euil Wicked doers shal be roted out and they that paciently abide the lord those shal inherite the land Yet a lytle while the vngodly shal be cleane gone thou shalte loke after his place and he shal be away But the meke spirite shal possesse the yearth and shal be refreshed in the multitude of peace The vngodly seketh counsail against the iust and gnasheth vpon him with his teethe The Lorde shal laugh him to scorne for he hath seene that his day is commyng The vngodly haue drawen out the swearde haue bended theyr bowe to cast doune the pore and neady and to slaye suche as be of right conuersacion Theyr swearde shal go thorow theyr owne heart and theyr bowe shal be broken A smal thing that the righteous hath is better then great riches of the vngodly For the armes of the vngodly shal be broken and the Lord vpholdeth
the and vpon thy kyngdomes that haue not called vpon thy name For they haue deuoured Iacob layed waste his dwellyng place O remembre not our olde sinnes but haue mercy vpon vs and that soone for we ar come to great myserie Helpe vs O God of our saluacion for the glory of thy name O delyuer vs and be mercyful vnto oure synnes for thy names sake Wherfore do the Heathen saye where is nowe theyr God O let the vengeaunce of thy seruauntes bloude that is shed be openly shewed vpon the Heathen in our sight O let the sorowful syghynge of the prisonners come before the accordyng vnto the greatnesse of thy power preserue thou those the are appoynted to dye And as for the blasphemy wherewith oure neyghbours haue blasphemed the reward thou them O Lorde seuen folde into theyr bosome So we that be thy people and shepe of thy pasture shal gyue the thankes for euer and wyl alway be shewyng forth thy prayse from generacion to generacion The third Qui regis Israel Psal lxxx HEare O thou shepherd of Israel thou that leadest Ioseph like a shepe shew thy selfe also thou that sittest vpon the Cherubins Before Ephraim Beniamin Manasses styre vp thy strength and come helpe vs. Turne vs agayne O god shewe the light of thy countenaunce and we shal be whole O Lord God of hoostes howe longe wilt thou be angry with thy people that prayeth Thou fedest them with the bread of teares and giuest them plenteousnesse of teares to drinke Thou hast made vs a very strife vnto our neighbours and oure enemies laugh vs to scorne Turne vs agayne thou God of hoostes shewe the light of thy countenaunce and we shal be whole Thou hast brought a vine out of Egipt thou hast cast out the Heathen and planted it Thou madest rowme for it and whan it had taken rote it filled the lande The hylles were couered with the shadowe of it the boughes therof were like the goodly Cedre trees She stretched out her braunches vnto the sea her boughes vnto the ryuer Why hast thou then broken downe her hedge that all they whiche go by plucke of her grapes The wild bore oute of the wood doth rote it vp the wilde beastes of the filde deuoureth it Turne the agayne thou God of hoostes loke downe from heauen beholde and visit thys vyne And the place of the vyneiarde that thy right hand hath planted the braunche that thou madest so stronge for thy selfe It is brent with fyre and cut downe they shall peryshe at the rebuke of thy countenaunce Let thy hand be vpon the man of thy ryghte hande and vpon the sonne of man whom thou madest so stronge for thyne owne selfe And so wyll not we go backe from the Oh let vs lyue and we shall call vpon thy name Turne vs agayne O lord god of hoostes shewe the lyght of thy countenaunce we shal be whole The forthe Inclina domine aurem psal lxxxvi BOwe downe thine eare o lorde and heare me for I am poore and in misery Preserue thou my soule for I am holye my God saue thy seruaunt that putteth his trust in the. Be mercifull vnto me o Lord for I will call dayly vpon the Coumfort the soule of thy seruaunt for vnto the o lorde doe I lyft vp my soule For thou Lord art good gracious and of great mercy vnto all them that call vpon the. Geue eare Lord vnto my prayer and ponder the voyces of my humble desyres In the tyme of my trouble I will call vpon the for thou hearest me Among the goddes there is none lyke vnto the O Lorde there is not one that can do as thou doest All nacions whom thou haste made shall come and worshyp the O Lorde and shall gloryfie thy name For thou art greate and doeste wonderous thinges thou art god alone Teache me thy waye O Lorde and I will walke in thy truth O knyt my hert vnto the that it maye feare thy name I wyll thanke the O Lorde my God with all my herte and wyll prayse thy name for euer For greate is thy mercy towarde me and thou haste delyuered my soule from the nethermost hell O god the proude are rysen against me and the congregacions of naughtie men haue sought after my soule and haue not set the before theyr eyes But thou O Lorde god arte full of compassion mercy longe sufferyng plenteous in goodnes and truth O turne the then vnto me and haue mercy vpon me geue thy strength vnto thy seruaunte and helpe the sonne of thyne handemayde Shewe some token vpon me for good that they which hate me maye se it be ashamed because thou Lorde hast helped me and comforted me Let vs pray O Mercifull God oure only ayde soccour and strength at all tymes graunt vnto vs o-O-lord that in the tyme of prosperitie we be not proude and so forget the but that with our whole power strength we may cleaue vnto the and in the time of aduersitie that we fall not to infidelitie and desperaciō but that alwayes with a constante fayth we may cal for helpe vnto the Graunte this O Lord for our aduocates sake sauioure Iesu Christe Amē The Lordes prayer c. As afore On the Sunday The fyrst Domine refugium psal xc LOrd thou hast ben oure refuge from one generacion vnto another Before the mountaynes were brought forthe or euer the earth and the worlde were made thou art God from euerlastyng worlde without ende Thou turnest man to destrucciō agayne thou sayest come agayne children of men For a thousande yeares in thy syght are but as yesterdaye seyng that is paste as a watche in the night As sone as thou scaterest them they are euen as a slepe and fade awaye sodenlye lyke the grasse In the mornynge it is grene and groweth vp but in the eueninge it is cutte downe dried vp and withered For we consume away in thy dyspleasure and are afrayed at thy wrathfull indignacion Thou hast set our misdedes before the and oure secret synnes in the lyght of thy countenaunce For when thou arte angry all our dayes are gone we bring our yeares to an ende as it were a tale that is tolde The dayes of our age are thre score yeares and ten and though men be so stronge that they come to foure scoure yeares yet is their strength then but laboure and sorowe so soone passeth it awaye we are gone But who regardeth the power of thy wrath for euen therafter as a mā fareth so is thy dyspleasure O teache vs to noumbre our dayes that we maye applye our hertes vnto wysdome Tourne the agayne O Lord at the last and be gracious vnto thy seruauntes O satisfie vs with thy mercy that soone so shall we reioyce and be glad al the dayes of our lyfe Comforte vs agayne nowe after the time that thou hast plaged vs and for the yeares wherein we haue suffred aduersitie Shewe thy
myne enemies Slaye them not lest my people forget it but scatter them abrode amonge thy people and put them downe O Lorde our defence For the sinne of theyr mouth and for the wordes of theyr lippes they shal be taken in their pryde and why theyr preachinge is of cursynge and lyes Consume them in thy wrath consume them that they maye peryshe and knowe that it is God whych ruleth in Iacob and vnto the endes of the worlde Sela. And in the euenyng they wyl returne grenne like a dogge and wil go aboute the cytie They will runne here and there for meate and grudge yf they be not satisfyed As for me I wyll singe of thy power and wyll prayse thy mercy be times in the morning for thou haste bene my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble Vnto the O my strength wyl I syng for thou O God art my refuge and my mercyfull god The second Exau di deus depreca Psal lxi HEare my crying o god geue eare vnto my prayer From the endes of the earth wil I cal vnto the when my hert is in heuines Oh sette me vp vpon the rocke that is hygher then I. For thou hast bene my hope and a stronge tower for me agaynste the enemye I will dwell in thy tabernacle for euer my trust shal be vnder the coueryng of thy wynges Sela. For thou O Lord hast heard my desires hast geuen an heritage vnto those that feare thy name Thou shalt graunt the king a long lyfe that hys yeares may endure thoroweout al generacions He shall dwell before God for euer O prepare thy louing mercy faythfulnes that they may preserue him So wil I alway sing prayse to thy name that I maye dayly perfourme my vowes The third Nonne deo subiecta psal lxii MY soule trulye wayteth stil vpō God for of him cometh my saluacion He verely is my strēgth my saluacion He is my defence so that I shal not greatly fal Howe long will ye ymagin mischife agaynst euerye man ye shal be slayne all the sorte of you yea as a totteryng wall shal ye be and lyke a broken hedge Theyr deuice is only howe to put hym out whom God will exalte their delyght is in lyes they geue good woordes wyth they re mouthe but curse with theyr hert Sela. Neuertheles my soule wayt thou styll vpon god for my hope is in hym He truely is my strength my saluacion he is my defence so that I shall not fall In god is my helth and my glorye the rocke of my might and in God is my trust O put your trust in him alway ye people poure out youre hertes before hym for God is our hope Sela. As for the chyldren of men they are but vayne the children of men are disceatful vpon the wayghtes they ar altogether lyghter thē vanitie it selfe O trust not in wronge and robberye geue not youre selues vnto vanitie yf ryches increase set not your hert vpon them God spake once and twyse I-haue also heard the same that power belongeth vnto god And that thou Lorde art mercyfull for thou rewardeste euery man accordinge to hys worke ¶ The fourth Deus misereatur nostri psal lxvii GOd be merciful vnto vs and blesse vs and shewe vs the lyght of of hys countenaunce and be mercifull vnto vs Sela. That thy waye maye be knowen vpon earth thy sauing helthe amonge all nacions Let the people prayse the O god yea let all the people prayse the O let the nacyons reioyce and be glad For thou shalt iudge the folke righteously gouerne the nacions vpon earth Sela. Let the people prayse the O god let all thy people prayse the. Then shal the earth bring forthe her encrease God euen our owne God shall geue vs his blessynge God shall blesse vs and all the endes of the world shal feare hym ¶ Let vs pray O Almightie god whiche hast prepared euerlastyng lyfe to all those that be thy faythful seruauntes graunt vnto vs Lorde sure hope of the life euerlasting that we beyng in this miserable worlde may haue some taste and feling of it in our hartes and that not by our deseruing but by the merites and deseruing of our sauiour and Lord◠Iesu Christ Amen ¶ The Letany c. As afore On satterday at after noone The fyrst Voce mea ad dominum psal lxxvii I Wyll crye vnto God wyth my voyce euen vnto God will I crye with my voyce and he shall herken vnto me In the tyme of my trouble I I sought the Lord my sore ranne and ceassed not in the nyght season my soule refused comforte When I am in heuinesse I wil thynke vpon God when my herte is vexed and wil complayne Sela Thou holdest mine eies waking I am so feble that I cannot speake I haue considered the dayes of olde and the yeares that are past I call to remembraunce my songe and in the nyght I commune with myne owne harte and searche out my spirites Wyll the lorde absent him selfe for euer And wil he be no more intreated Is hys mercy cleane gone for euer and is his promise come vtterly to an ende for euermore Hath God forgotten to be gracious And will he shut vp hys louing kindnesse in displeasure Sela And I sayd it is mine owne infyrmitie But I wil remembre the yeres of the right hand of the most hyest I will remembre the workes of the Lorde and call to minde thy wonders of olde tyme. I will thinke also of all thy workes and my talking shal be of thy doynges Thy waye O God is holie who is so great a God as oure God Thou art the god that doth wondres and hast declared thy power among people Thou hast mightely delyuered thy people euē the sonnes of Iacob and Ioseph Sela. The waters sawe the O god the waters sawe the and were afrayed the depthes also were troubled The cloudes powred out water the ayre thundred and thine arowes went abrode The voyce of thy thundre was herd round about the lighteninges shone vpon the grounde the earth was moued and shoke withall Thy waye is in the sea and thy pathes in the great waters thy footesteppes are not knowen Thou lededst thy people lyke sheepe by the hand of Moses and Aaron The second Deus venerunt gentes psal lxxix O God the Heathen are come into thy enheritaunce thy holy temple haue they defiled and made Ierusalē an hepe of stones The dead bodies of thy seruaūtes haue they gyuen to be meate vnto the foules of the ayre and the fleshe of thy saynctes vnto the beastes of the lande Their bloud haue they shed like water on euery side of Ierusalem ther was no man to bury them We are become an open shame vnto our enemies a very scorne derision vnto them that are round about vs. Lorde howe longe wilt thou be angrye shall thy gelousye burne lyke fyre for euer Poure out thyne indignacion vpon the Heathen that haue not knowen