stye shalt misse 3. â—… change most blest for thee to knovve To rid thee of these raggs â—…nd thy selfe clad in robes of state In spight of death his brags 4. â—…his skin this shame this dust this dung This earth this mire this clay â—…all shine as sunne in raies of rest When thou shalt see that day 5. Thine eies that vvere full sad to 〈◊〉 Thine oft and ill done deeds Shall then see Christ still in thy sighâ—… Where grace good still feeds 6. These eares that heare the ruth ragâ—… Of tongue as hott as hell Shall then the voice of Christ shâ—… heaâ—… And saincts vvith him that dvvell 7. And theÌ„ this tongue that novv dotâ—… plaâ—… Of greefe of vvoe of gall Shall tune a part in that svveet quiâ—… With Christ vvith saincts vvith aâ—… 5. THOUGHT O my soule thy Christ hath tooke part vvith flesh bloud that by deatâ—… he might beate dovvne him that had thâ—… povver of death HEB. â—… 14. The sixt muse 1. â—…Ovve vvhat is death theÌ„ say my soule I st not a sleepe in graue â—…ey that did feele the vvorst of it The stile of sleepe it gaue 2. â—…d aske thy corps o my svveet soule WheÌ„ full vvith toyle of day â—…it hath not bine glad to rest As cloyd vvith a foule vvay 3. â—…nd novve in this svveete sleepe of death Thou art sure to be blest â—…hy like a child vvilt thou not goe To this thy bed thy rest 4. â—…idst thou ere see a bird in cage Sitt still vvith in the grate â—…hat might flie foorth to vvoods to groues To meete his loue his mate 5. Did Paule vvhen god his gyues 〈◊〉 buâ—… And rid him out of iayle Crie out say not yet o lord I doe not like this bayle 6. Paule slepte tvvixt tvvo that did 〈◊〉 keep But vvheÌ„ that he vvas free And rid froÌ„ iayle did he once tuâ—… To iayle those bonds to see 7. O my svveete soule didst ere thou â—… At sea men sing their songâ—… And vvheÌ„ to laÌ„d they â—…aÌ„e did grâ—… And tell their frends of vvrongâ—… 6. THOUGHT O heare me o lord my god 〈◊〉 light to mine eies least I sleepe the 〈◊〉 of death PSAL. 30. 3. The seuenth muse 1. â—…st thou o soule no mind to rest In all thy paine and toyle 〈◊〉 vvilt thou still goe on drudge 〈◊〉 lott on sea on soyle 2. â—…ve oft haue vvights in vvoe greefe 〈◊〉 ought death to ease their paine â—…h death found thee vvilt thou not â—…o goe from greefe be faine 3. â—…th name of death the fright my soule â—…hat if meÌ„ call sleepe death â—…lt thou be fraid to close thine eies â—…r feare to loose thy breath 4. â—…hat hurt vvill coÌ„e to thee by that The first man vvas in sleepe â—…eÌ„ god a vvife made him for helpe The man in ioy to keepe 5. And vvhat if novve thy god forth Whilst thou dost sleepe in graâ—… Doth make thy soule a spouse Châ—… His face his grace to haue 6. My death o soule but parts the frâ—… That each hath led the vvay And novve shake hands but for spâ—… Till meete in rest thy may 7. Goe then my soule to this sure gaiâ—… Part vvith a frend a space The tyme vvill come vvhen this â—… dâ—… Shall see thy Christ his face 7. THOUGHT The due of sinne my soule is dâ—… graue hell but the gift of god is lâ—… ioy and blisse by Christ my lord god ROM 6. 13. The eight muse 1. TEll me my soule vvas thou not loth At first to ioyne vvith me â—…hy novve art loth to part vvith that Which much vvoe letts thee see 2. â—…ost thou not heare the vvise to say The day of death is cheefe â—…d is more good then day of birth Which brings thee vvoe greefe 3. â—…ost not thou trust the vvise mans vvords On throne in state in glee â—…at thus did say of death birth Then harke thou once to me 4. â—…he lord of life that knevve deaths force Doth say that they are blest â—…hat die in god our lord our Christ And from their vvoes haue rest 5. O death hovve svveete is that thâ—… rest To vvights in vale of teares Hovve svveete is thy grim face to those That liue in vvoe feares 6. O soule vvhat man is so fell mad And so in soule cast dovvne To hide himselfe in base things here To loose by them a crovvne 7. My soule then see say in fine With men of gods ovvne lore For me to die it is more good Then liue on this ville shore 8. THOUGHT O my soule if by one mans sinne death did raigne by one much more they vvhich haue much grace the gift of faith shall raigne in life by one Christ my lord and god ROM 5. 17. The ninth muse 1. WHat ayles thee o my soule my deare Such face such feare to shevve Novve death doe come to cite thee home Is all thy faith but devve 2. Is death soe fearce soe fell to eies To thoughts that vvas soe free It is a shame to thee my soule Thou dost noe more Christ see 3. Where is thy faith in vvords thou couldst Call oft for death in life Is all but talke is all but smoke Where is thy hope so rife 4. Hath thy svveete Christ novv sent for thee And art thou loth to goe Rouze vp thy selfe for shame o soule And doe not serue him soe 5. O lord raise vp this hart of mine That faints droopes in death O that I might thy cup once tast And liue in thy svveete breath 6. The spright vvould come but fles is vveaâ—… Lord helpe this guest of thine And rid her from this flesh of sinne Which is a broode of mine 7. I come to thee o lord I come Streach forth thine hand to me O death o graue vvhere is thy sting My crovvene my god I see 9. THOUGHT They are blest that haue a pâ—…t iâ—… the first life for on such the last deaâ—… shall haue not strength but they shal bâ—… preests of god and of Christ. Apoc. 20. 6. FINIS All 's Pauls Prayers Metphrased into words of one syllable of great Brittains language are to be vsed by a devout Christian soule in his priuate soliloquies holy solaces vvith his god And are set to the tune of I loue the lord because my voice PSALM CXVI O lord my god thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue thou didst hold me from those that goe dovvne to the pitt To his much esteemed good frend Mr. NICHOLAS BACKHOUSE â—…archant one of the assistants of the vvorthy companie of the Marchant Aduenturers residing at Hamborough The ioy of Ierusalem peace of Syon MUch endeered The cheefest parts of gods seruice are either prayer â—…r praise Prayer for vvhat vve vvant Praise in thanks giuing for vvhat vve haue receaued The svveete singer of Israell in his heauenly composed hymes vseth â—…oth to pray to god to praise â—…od I
coÌ„panie â—…f the Marchants Aduenturers residing at Hamborough The blessing of both vvorlds in â—…rist Iesus WElbeloued There is nothing more comfortable to a spirituall minded maÌ„â—…n to muse meditate of his â—…arture hence into the blessed â—…t of Christ in the other life â—… to a vvordling that vvould â—…ld vp a rest for his body here â—…g a requiem to his soule in this â—…le of teares nothing is more fearefull hiddeous then for hiâ—… to heare death spoken of We mâ—… therefore examine our selues vvhether vve can sing a song ofâ—… in this exile and banishmeÌ„t vvhther vve can solace our selues in hymnes songs of our ends aâ—… departure hence For vve mâ—… hence Nothing more sure but tâ—… tyme vvhen the place vvhere 〈◊〉 the manner hovv Nothing morâ—… vnsure It is sufficient that gâ—… telleth vs our life is but a flovâ—… that fadeth an hovver thâ—… passeth a shadovve that departâ—… a vanity that vexeth a momeÌ„t tâ—… vvarneth a nothing vvhen vvâ—… haue done all vve can For â—… thoughts our faults our purposâ—… our proiects our loues our liuâ—… vvhen our breath departetâ—… perisheth in the tvvinckling of O then let vs meditate muse our selues and sing say to our â—…les that our end the last â—…ings are not the least but the best â—…ngs that vve can consider of to â—…rtifie vs make vs meete for â—…e sauing mercies of god in Christ vvhich I recomend you in my â—…arest loue rest Yours in life death W. LOE The first muse 1. â—…Eare soule thou hast thought of thy end And novve muse on the vvay â—…he first part is a life vvell spent The last is deaths doomes day 2. â—…all I call that the vvay of vvoe By vvhich vve passe to blisse sure there is noe vvay but that To bring me vvhere Christ is 3. â—…nd vvhat is death novve dost thou thinke But dovvne vvith all the stickes â—…f vvhich this earth tent of ours Is made that gainst god kickes 4. â—…eath is the farevvell of old frends Till they meete to be blest â—…eath is the iudge to quitt froÌ„ iayle The soule that longs for rest 5. Death makes the corps of claâ—… 〈◊〉 sleeâ—… But vvakes the soule to see Death payes the debte teares thâ—… boâ—… And all to sett thee free 6. There is a death of deaths my soule The death of hell and vvoe But Christ his death hath payd foâ—… thâ—… His vvord doth tell thee soe 7. O Christ my soule doth thinke on thâ—… And thankes thee day and nighâ—… That thou hast râ—…d me froÌ„ this deatâ—… By thy great povver and might 1. THOUGHT Thy Christ o soule hath set theâ—… free vvho through feare of death vverâ—… all their life time in bonds and thrall HEB. 2. 15. The second muse 1. â—… Muse my soule sith thou art safe Get home ene to thy rest â—…r god to praise in songs psalmes I hold it for the best 2. â—…y soule hovve canst thou feare to goe In stepps vvhere Christ hath bine â—…e hath to graue led thee the vvay O then leaue of to sinne 3. â—…or hire of sinne is death and graue To death are deepe fell vvayes â—…here needs noe kinues noe cords noe svvords It comes on nights and dayes 4. â—…ne by a slatt a flye a grape One by a bit of meate â—…ne by the ayre a flovver a thorne Comes to his doome so great 5. Why then my soule feare not thâ—… deaâ—… The sting of it is lost The bed of graue is svveete and safe Through Christ his care cost 6. Our sinne made death our foe at last Our frend Christ hath it made By death vve pass the port of rest When all things else doe fade 7. What if this giude doe lead my corps Through graue both darke fell â—… Whiles at that tyme my soule doth liue And vvith my Christ doth dvvâ—…ll 2. THOUGHT O my soule ioy be glad for thy Christ hath made thee say to death o death vvhere is thy death o graue vvhere is thy povver 1. COR. 15. 55. The third muse 1. WHat if my frends doe mourne for me And sobb and sigh in moane What if my seed doe crie and roare And greeue and vvaile and grone 2. This vvhile my soule sees him that vvas Once dead but novve doth liue And that for aye my Christ in god My lord that life doth giue 3. What care I vvho doth shutt mine â—…ies WheÌ„ death doth make me see As I am seene of god in Christ And then vvith him shall be 4. What if my life the vvorld doe not Set out in vvords of fame Whiles I liue vvith the god of life What care I for the same 5. If death shovvld still be foe to me He harmes but my vvorst part My best part farre out of his reacâ—… Scornes both his ruth and darâ—… 6. And more then this my corps once deaâ—… Feeles noe more sting of death But then my soule is free and liues In god by Christ his breath 7. Novve then my soule sich thou doâ—… beaâ—… Tvvo things vvrapt vp in breast Lett each part turne and goe seâ—… His seate his scite his rest 3. THOUGHT O god they that dvvelt in a darke place by thee haue seene the light they that vvalkt in the shade of death thoâ—… hast brought them to the light vvith great ioy peace ESAY 9. 2. The fourth muse 1. SHrinke not deare soule at sight of death Nor faint thou at gods call â—…ovve oft hast thou hard bells to passe For frends for foes for all 2. â—…ovve oft hast thou the sicke bede seene Of vvights in woe most rife â—…ovve oft haue things bine done to death And all to giue thee life 3. â—…nd canst thou hope that some vvay else For thee is made in sence WheÌ„ kings Prests rich poore And all must thus goe hence 4. â—…asse on my soule sing ioy In god that makes the graue A place for thee to pass to bliss And knovves vvhat thou vvouldst haue 5. Hovve oft hast thou seene eies fâ—… cloâ—… And heard by dint of svvord Hovve oft vaine men in field haâ—… fougâ—… In fence of a vaine vvord 6. What theÌ„ novve dost thou feare my soulâ—… The stage of death is bed And graue that rests our bones in peaâ—… That here on earth haue fed 7. Let them feare death vvhose hart mind Is more sicke theÌ„ their face Hovve canst thou feare since novve thy Christ Hath shed his bloud for grace 4. THOUGHT O giue me light that am set in a darke place shade of death and giude me by thy good grace o Christ to the vvay of peace LUCK 1. 79. The fift muse 1. WHat losse is this svveet soule to loose This corps this flesh this skinn â—…hen thou shalt vvinn thy god in Christ Thy selfe fred from thy sinn 2. â—…hen thou shalt see the soules the Saincts â—…n ioy in rest in blisse â—…heÌ„ thou this vvorld a sea of sinne A sinke a
SONGS OF SION Set for the ioy of gods deere ones vvho sitt here by the brookes of this vvorlds Babel vveepe vvhen they thinke on Hierusalem vvhich is on highe By W. L. Let the vvord of god dvvell in you plenteouslie in all vvisdome teaching admonishing your ovvne selues in Psalmes Hymnes spirituall songs singing vvith a grace in your harts to the lord Colos. 3. 16. To all such of the Congregation both men woemen and children oâ—… discretion that are of the English nation residing at Hamborough that seeke serue god in sincerity vvithout hipocrisie or faction Grace be giuen in Christ BLessed beloued in the lord The Christian sobriety coÌ„fortable charitie vvhich I obserued in my table brothers occasioned the coÌ„posing of these hymnes It vvas their goodnes to make them publique for the benefitt of others also They are all deuine songs yea from meditations of the scripture are they dravvne If you shall vse them in your priuate families to gods glorie â—…ur ovvne solace to the instructioÌ„ â—…edification of your children I haue â—…e end of my desire Receaue them as â—…e symptomes of my soules affection the generall aduancment of gods â—…uice to the priuate consolation of you your children to the praise and â—…nour of our ovvne mother tongue â—…us in the midest of manie harshe â—…mes of grudge and despite I haue â—…arned to tune the songs of Sion For vvhich I praise god and shall neuer â—…ase to pray for your blessednes in the â—…uing mercies of Iesus Christ his â—…uours resting Yours in the lord W. L. An hymne or song Of seauen straines or strings â—…et to the tone of seaven sobs and sighes of a seaven times seauen sâ—…d soule for sinne and is to be song iâ—… the tune of I life mine hart to thee PSAL 25 or Flie soule vnto thy rest Seauen times a daie vvill I praie to thee o god and vvill prâise thee o lord for thy great gifts and good graces both to me and mine PSALM CXIX When the spright of maÌ„ doth sighe and sob to god and is lift vp on highe the spright of god doth bovve it selfe to man in ioy and peace CYPRIAN To his much esteemed good frend Mr. â—…OHN POWELL one of â—…he assistants of the worthy coÌ„panie of the Marchants Aduenturers residing at Hamborough Grace peace mercie be multiplied in Christ Iesu. WOrthy frend VVhen IuliaÌ„ the Apostate infested the church of god soÌ„times by barbarous cruelty somtimes by deuilish policie among other his vvicked practises that vvas not the least nor the last vvhen â—…e interdited the christians all vse of bookes both priuatly publikeâ—… for their children to learne excepte Poetry It pleased almighty god in that distresse of his church to stirre vp a learned man one Apollinarius a singular Metaphrast to put into heroicall Greeke verse all the psalmes of Dauid by vvhich blessing the children of god had vse and comfort of that excel lent booke of the psalme the tyrants decree tooke noe hold of theÌ„ because novve it vvas become deuine poesie poetry they might read Which shevves vnto vs gods especiall singular providence for his church vpon all occasions And novve albeit god be blessed there is noe cause to complaine either of any such Apostatical povver for vve haue an Apostolicall king nor of any such vvicked pollicy for vve haue had kings QueeÌ„s nursing fathers nursing mothers of our church yet in these Halâ—…yon daies of ours I haue presumed to metaphrase some passages of Dauid psalmes as an Essay to knovve vvhether vve might expresse our harts to god in our holy soliloquies by moÌ„asillables in our ovvne mother tongue or no. It being a receaued opinion amoÌ„gst many of those vvho seeme rather to be iuditious then caprichious that heretofore our english tongue in the true idiome thereof consisted altogether of Monasillables vntill it came to be blended and mingled vvith the commixture of Exotique languages And I my selfe haue seene all the lord prayer vsed in the tyme of Iohn Wickleefe to be expressed in vvords of one sillable And because gods children did reckon seauen tymes seauen yeares before they could enioy their yeare of Iubile I haue made allusion in this little Essay to tune forth seaueÌ„ tymes seauen sad sobbs for sinne that vvhen vve haue spent the remaynder of our vvretched dayes of our pilgrimage here god may in his mercie vvipe avvay all teares from our eyes bring vs to our eternall Iubile in his glorious kingdome Which god grant to you to me to all Christian people for his ovvne rich mercie sake and the satisfactory meritts of Iesus Christ our lord Amen Written from my studie vvithin the English house at Hamborough Jan. 24. Yours because you are of Christ. WILL LOE The first straine 1. LOrd heare my suite my plainte That my soule makes to thee Lord in thy truth one looke of grace Grant in thy loue to me 2. Lord see the moane I make Looke on me in thy grace Let not my sighes come backe in vaine But shewe to me thy face 3. Loe I was borne in sinne My kind my shape my all My stocke my flocke my selfe from birth O Lord from thee did fall 4. And I poore soule am sett In greefe in paine in woe My sinnes come on my soule doth faint O quitt me of my foe 5. My sinnes the haires doe passe That are set on my head My hart doth feare and faint and faile And I am as one dead 6. Thus goe I greeud and goord And frett in hart and spright Thus am I faint vvith feare death My sinnes they doe me fright 7. The deeds that I haue done Are sett in vevve of eie My faults my thoughts my sinne my shame Thy lavves thy lookes doe spie 1. SIGHE. O that my thoughts vvords vvorkes and vvaies vvere made so straight and right that I might keepe thy lavves 〈◊〉 lord all the daies nights of my vvhole life so should I be clere cleane from the guilt of sinne shame The second straine 1. O God if thou shouldst vvaighe My vvaies and take a vevve â—…ould not scape thy rod thy vvrath I should in vvoe it rue 2. â—…iudge me not I pray O sheeld me from my fall â—…r in thy sight none iust doth liue No none I say at all 3. â—…rge is thy loue to me For it vvith thee I treate â—… grant me it for Christ his sake Gainst sinnes so huge so great 4. O Christ vvhat vvight doth knovve His sinne faults of life O cleanse me from my sinnes at once Which are in me most rife 5. And keepe me lord I craue Least sinnes doe ore me svvay So shall I then be free and faine To keepe thy lavve for aie 6. This lord of thee I beg To thee I hold vp hands And hart soule both thirst gape As doth the drought in lands 7. As maids doe vvatch and vvaite On Queenes some grace to haue So
doe I lord both day and night For grace both beg and craue 2. SIGHE. O that there vvere such an hart iâ—… me to feare thee to keepe all thâ—… lavves that it might goe vvell vvith me mine for aye The third straine 1. LOrd turne thee to thy grace That once thou shewedst to me O saue me not for my good acts I seeke I sue to thee 2. My soule vvhy dost thou faint And art vvith greefe soe prest My hart my mind vvhy doe you thus Fret â—…ore vvithin my brest 3. Trust soule to god for aye And thou the time shalt see When thou shalt thinke thanke him still For health peace to thee 4. For vvhy his vvrath doth last A space and then doth slacke But in his face grace for aye Thou canst not ioy long lacke 5. Though gripes and greefes full sorâ—… Doe lodge vvith thee all night Yet ioy and grace shal be at hand Ere that the day be light 6. The lord is kind and meeke When vve doe make him greeue He is full slovve his vvrath to shevv Great grace he doth vs giue 7. And loe vvhat loue good men To their ovvne seede doe beare Like grace the lord doth shevve to such As searue him in his feare 3. SIGHE. O that I had vvings like a doue my svvete loue that I might fly hence to thee so be at rest both in mind in thought in hart in soule and in mine vvhole The fourth straine 1. THE lord that made me knovves My shape my mould my lust â—…vve vveake hovve vaine hovve fraile hovve fond And that I am but dust 2. god in me set vp A pure hart in thy sight â—…d eke in all my parts let be A good and meeke svveete spright 3. With thy svveete spright of povver Cure thou o lord my sore And I shall teach the good and ill To bovve to thy svvete lore 4. My soule doth pant and bray Mine hart is neere at rest â—…t seekes to knovve thy lavve thy vvill And vvhat may please thee best 5. O vvould it might thee please My vvaies to sett in right That I might both in hart and deed Thy lavves to keepe in sight 6. O lord I doe tend still My daies my time to serue That I nor mieÌ„ may haue a thought From thy lavves once to svverue 7. O saue me then o god Looke on me vvith thy health For that I rate at such a price More theÌ„ the vvide vvorlds wealth 4. SIGHE. O let the vvords of my mouth the thoughts of my hart the tune of my voice touch of my tongue be euer in thy sight o lord as a svveet smell for Christ his sake both at morne Eue none daye The fift straine 1. WIth ioy lord of the Iust Let my poore soule be fraught That I may liue in peace and glee And free from all that 's naught 2. Lord keepe me for in thee I stay and stand and feed Thou art my god and of my goods O lord thou hast noe need 3. I giue them to the Saincts That in the vvorld doe dvvell Yea to the folke of faith and loue Whose care is to doe vvell 4. My hart is prest for aye And eke my tongue is soe I vvill raise vp my soule in song In spight of hell and foe 5. To praise my god that hath Shevvd loue and life to me And made me scape both bloud blovve And soe did sett me free 6. O lord vvhat shall I pay To thee for this thy grace I vovve to thee my selfe my life My loue and all my race 7. Grant lord I beg and pray In thee that vve may rest So shall our soules sing to thy praise And aye in thee be blest 5. SIGHE. O my god vvhy art thou gone from me and vvhy dost thou hide thâ—… svveete face from my prayer for seeke thee sue to thee vvith all mâ—… hart and that thou knovvst full vvell The sixt straine 1. MY soule giue praise to god My spright shall doe the same â—…d all the parts of hart and mind Shall praise for aye his name 2. â—…ue thankes for all his gifts Shevv soule thy selfe most kind â—…d let not his good deeds to thee Once slipp out of thy mind 3. â—…e quitt thee of thy faults He rid thy life from death â—…is good his grace doth vvaite on thee His vvord doth giue thee breath 4. If thou vvert brought to graue And turnd to mould dust Yet he vvill giue thee life in store As he to thee is iust 5. Teach me then lord to knovve Thy lavve thy loue thy lore Thy vvorkes thy vvords as signes sealâ—… I le lay them vp in store 6. O day of ioy to me When I learnd first to knovve Hovve for to scape my selfe my sinâ—… And hell that is soe lovve 7. I giue mine all to thee My bud my branch my fruite I beg of thee o lord my god To grant to me my suite 6. SIGHE. O my god to thy hands I giue â—… spright thou hast bine a pledge for mâ—… and that to death o god Thou art thâ—… the god both of my health life râ—… for aye The seuenth straine 1. O Lord thou hast me tride And day by day dost knovve 〈◊〉 thoughts my vvords my lookes my deeds My sighs my groans my vvoe 2. â—…y bones they are not hid Thou knevvst them all each one â—…r in thy note they vvere all vvrote Each ioynt and bone by bone 3. â—…ie still and search mine hart My thoughts proue day night â—…d if the ill doe touch me lord O leade me to the right 4. â—…r thou canst rule my raines As vvhen I vvas in vvombe giude me in this life of mine And rest me in my tombe 5. Keepe me from men that muse Of bloud of bane of ill O let me thinke of thee o lord And hovve to doe thy vvill 6. So shall noe shame me taynt My corps my goods my namâ—… So shall I rest in ioy and peace And touch noe blot of shamâ—… 7. So shall thy folke for me Be glad and sing thy praise So shall my selfe my seed my soâ—… Be thine in all my daies 7. SIGHE. O let not my suite come in 〈◊〉 to thee but heare o my god anâ—… to my soule I am and vvill be thy 〈◊〉 from hell thy port from the sea of 〈◊〉 vvorld and vvill bring thee to theâ—… of blisse A months minde â—…o Thinke on death muse 〈◊〉 the graue that the feare of death â—…ay not be fierce vvhen Christ shall call vs out of this vvorld is to be song in the tune of I sayd I vvill looke to my vvaie PSALM XXXIX death I vvill be thy death saith â—…rist for he is the death of death the â—…eath of sinne the life of man the breath of god for man to liue there in vvorld vvith out end HAMBOROUGH Januarij 24. 1620. To his much respected good frend Mr. THOMAS BARKER one of â—…e assistants of the worthy
is vext With this my flesh my mate 6. What shall I doe o lord my god Ah vvretch vvho setts thee free FroÌ„ this fell death of sinne shame That I thy grace may see 7. I thanke my god vvho haue me fieâ—… For his sonne Christ his sake To him for aye both night day My hymnes my songs I make O god that thou vvouldst beat dovvne the strong ill man that rules raigns in my vveake flesh that I may say to him goe farre from me PSAL. 139. 19. â—…o 16. 24. The sixt Prayer 1. THe grace of god be all my giude His povver be all my staye His strength eke be to me a staffe By night eke by day 2. For he it is that hath me taught That vvhich the vvorld nere knevve Till Christ our lord vvas made to vs Our lord our god in vevve 3. To god in hymnes still vvill I sing His praise is all my mirth The vvorld shall sett him forth in praise In all parts of the earth 4. If there be vvight that liues in life And doth not loue our god Let him tast of the lord of hosts His curse his vvrath his rod 5. But let the loue of god grace Of Christ be vvith you all That loue looke long for him To rid vs of our thrall 6. And let our god that brought froâ—… death Our Christ our grace our blisse Set vs vvith saincts in ioy in light Where as our Christ novve is 7. So shall vve tuÌ„e in that svveete quiâ—… Midst of those saincts in rest And see his saincts in light of light And so for aye be blest O god let them that hate thee flit from thy sight as the mist doth from the sunne but let them that loue thee be glad ioy in thee PSAL. 68. 1. 〈◊〉 13. 20. The seuenth Prayer 1. O God vve are poore sheepe that stray In vvods in vvaies of sinne â—…ovve dovvne thine eare to vs heare And rid vs of this dinne 2. â—…hat vve may knovve thy grace in Christ That keepes vs as his flocke â—…hat leads vs forth to streames of ioy And setts vs on a rocke 3. â—…hat soe vve may ore see this vvorld And all the things in it â—…nd then doe place vs vp on high With him in ioy to sit 4. GrauÌ„t vs good lord that vve may see The good that doth thee please â—…o shall vve liue in hart in mind In ioy in rest in ease 5. Graunt lord vvhat thou dost bid â—… doâ—… That vve may doe the same Bid vvhat thou vvilt grauÌ„t vs gracâ—… And vve vvill praise thy name 6. To Christ our lord the lambe of goâ—… That shed his bloud for sinnes To rid vs from the feends of hell And all their crafts ginns 7. Be praisd of vs all tymes tyds In vvoe eke in vvealth And let the folke on all the earth Giue laud to him for health O lord god of our health I crie dâ—… night to thee let my grones come nigâ—… to thee bovve dovvne thine eare to 〈◊〉 sighes that I make to thee The song of songs Or the Canticle of Solomon betweene Christ his spouse the tvvo first chapters is set to the tune of Blessed are they that perfect are PSAL. CXIX 1. part To his much esteemed good freend Mr. WILLIAM CHRISTMAS Marchant one of the deacons of the English Church residing at Hamborough Grace here glory for euer in Christ. LOuing beloued frend The title of this heauenly hymne shevveth the excellency thereof For it is called the song of songs or the Canticles of vvise Soloman The subiecte is most sacred for it is the â—…uptiall loue song betvveene Christ his spouse Wherein their mutuall loues by svveete reseÌ„blaÌ„ces are mystically maruelously expressed What more comfortable song then to sing our harts loue vve beare to Christ in the blessed vnion by one spirit vvherby vve haue euerlasting life Tvvo of the first chapters of vvhich song I haue metaphrased into Monosyllables vvhich I haue bequethed to your loue as a signe of mine to seale both ours Receaue it as the rest of your colleagues for I vvish you all the happines of both vvorlds in the sauing mercies of Christ tâ—… vvhich I recommend you aâ—… that looke vpon you vvith loue resting Yours because of Christ W. LOE The first Song The spouse speakes to Christ. 1. O that thou vvouldst on me so cast Some lookes of thy svveete loue That thou maist make me deere to thee My hart vvith grace to moue 2. Thy loue o Christ is farre more deare And farre more sveete to me Then wealth or vvine or limbe or life Or ought that I can see 3. The svveete that I smell of thy name Is like an oyle most pure And pourd it is on all thy saincts Such is thy loue soe sure 4. O dravve me dravve me I vvill runne To bord to bed vvith thee O pull me pull me from my sinne O rid me set me free The spouses speakes 5. The good are glad in thee thy loue They long and looke for still They vvalke to thee they talke of thee And all to doe thy vvill 6. Graunt this o Christ and then vve shall Be all in all that is And thou shalt find that none of vâ—… Of thy grace ought to misse 7. O shevve me vvhom my soule doth loue Where thou dost feed at noone O vvhy should I thus freet feelâ—… The losse of thee so soone The second Song Christ speakes to his spouse 1. O Thou my church vvhom I doe loue For vvhoÌ„ I shed my bloud 〈◊〉 thou knovve not vvhat thou dost craue hast not seene the good 2. â—…hen gett thee to those flockes of mine where as they feed by those Whom I haue sett as giuds for them That I in loue haue chose 3. â—…here feed fatt thy selfe vvith foode That Saincts doe touch doe tast And tune their soules in thankes to me For loue that aye doth last 4. For deere thou art to me my loue For shape for strength for speede That none is like to thee my deere In thought in vvord in deede Christ speakes to his spouse 5. Those parts of thee vvhere loue doth looke Are set vvith pearls of grace With stones of price vvith chaynes of vvorth I loue to see thy face 6. These signes of loue are seales to thee What shall be thine else vvhere When thou shalt shine in bliss vvith me O spouse my loue most deere 7. There spangs specks of gold most pure I le add to all the rest There shalt thou loue liue vvith me And eke for aye be blest The third Song The spouse speakes to her mates 1. SEe novve all ye that loue the lord Ye Nymphes ye Mayds of grace Whiles that my lord king novve seemes Farre of from me in place 2. And is in midst of troopes of saincts On highe vvhere he doth dvvell Where all doe tend on him in loue Where
voice is this so shrill That souÌ„ds thus in mine eare O put from them their sinns o god That knovves not vvhat 's thy feare 2. Is not thy voice o Christ On crosse vvhen thou didst hang And eke for those that did thee kill I st not thy voice that sang 3. A tune to god on highe With vvhich his eare vvas pleasd To see thy deere loue stretch so farre made the vvorld so easd 4. They knevve not vvhat they did Was ere such a thing seene To pray for those that made a prey In vvoes so sharp so keene 5. O soule full oft thou hast Not knovven vvhat thou hast done Noe vvay for helpe to cure that greefe But in thy Christ gods sonne 6. O pray my soule for them That hate thee to the graue And let not vvrath lodg vvith thee once Its Christ that must thee saue 7. When foes doe curse blesse them For Christ hath taught thee so who prayd for such as did him kill And brought to curse vvoe The next dumpe ON THE NEXT WORD Verily I say vnto thee This day shalt thou be vvith me in paradice Luck 23. v. 43. 1. O soule looke vp to this And harke vvhat voice thou hearst Thy Christ in midst of gripes of death Doth heare vvhat i st thou fearst 2. Then sure he vvill thee heare And giue eare to thy crye Novve that he sitts on throne in state is thy god so nighe 3. A theefe doth cry call Christ heares him by and by O soule thy Christ vvill heare thee sure If thou dost call cry 4. O learne it is but one To vvhom Christ grants an eare That sued to him in death at last And sought him in his feare 5. Yet it is one my soule Least thou shouldst faynt dye And that thy Christ vvould not thee heare In death vvhen thou shalt cry 6. And yet it is but one Least soule thou shouldst be proud And thinke that god vvould heare thee still When that thy cry is loud 7. O learne svveet soule by this To sue to god in life driue not of till death doe come To die in iarre strife The third Dumpe ON THE THIRD WORD Behold thy mother Behold thy sonne John 19. v. 26. 27 1. SEe soule if ere the like Was hard that novve is seene That Christ should care in midst of death And greefes that vvere so keene 2. For those that could not helpe But savve him in that plight Burst soule and die to see his loue To her that bare his might 3. And eke to him vvhose lone Was fixt sure in his breast That Christ should care in midst of greefe That he should liue in rest 4. She that vvhose seede did bruse The head of hell death Hath hart all prest vvith vvoe and greefe To see Christ lose his breath 5. O child see that thou loue And loke and long for good To those that haue thee borne bred are thee nighe in bloud 6. Shall not our Christ loue those Thinke you that searue him still And haue a care of all such folke That seeke to doe his vvill 7. My soule they are all deare He cares for all their seede Ne shall there one that serues ouâ—… god Be void of his full meede The fourth dumpe ON THE FOURTH WORD My god my god vvhy hast thou forsaken me MAT. 27. VERS 46. 1. O novve my soule giue eare To this great cry and yell That shakes the heauens moues the earth And teares the povvers of hell 2. My god my god cries Christ Why putts thou me thee fro And vvhy dost hide thy face froÌ„ me As if I vvere thy foe 3. O soule he cries for thee That thou maist haue gods light And nere be cast in pit full lovve And hid out of his sight 4. This cry did darke the sunne In full smyle of its beames O soule doth not it dymme thy sight And cause of teares full streames 5. My soule great is our sinnes That causd these groanes cries My eares that heare are dull and deafe My hart it faynts dies 6. What paine didst thou o Christ For me base vvretch then beare That thou didst yell cry roare In such great greefe feare 7. Wast not that I might nere Feele god goe from my hart Wast not o Christ that I might noâ—… Of hell once feele the smart The fift dumpe ON THE FIFT WORD I thirst Iohn 19. v. 28. 1. What thirst vvas this o Christ That thou dist feele so fell That made thee call for drinke in drought That causd thee thus to yell 2. Wast not for my poore soule Thou didst cry in thy thirst That I might tast the streames of ioy That man had at the first 3. And nere to thirst for aye But haue the streames full glad That ioy the hart soule all And blesse the mind that 's sad 4. Thou art the rocke o Christ From vvhence the source doth flovve That makes vs feele noe thirst at all But vp vvards for to grovve 5. Come to this source my soule And drench thy deepe sad mind Thou cast not chuse but here thou must A vvell of blisse sure find 6. For Christ didst thirst for thee That thou mights drinke I say The streames that flovve from throne of god vvhere Christ doth dvvell for aye 7. All soules doe thirst for this All saincts for this doe crye bray as harts doe for the flouds And so to faynt dye The sixt dumpe ON THE SIXT VVORD It is finished IOHAN 19. vers 30. 1. NOvve all is done my soule That can be done for thee The houres of death povvers of hell Are all put farre from me 2. Christ novve hath paid the debt The bond in tvvo is rent The lavve the curse the vvoe the crosse Is laid on him that 's sent 3. Loe Christ hath tane from thee Thy sinne thy shame thy crosse And rid thee from the hags of hell That vvould haue vvrought thy losse 4. Novve is the vvorld all iudgd All povvers of death hell Haue done their vvorst novve in vvoe Doe cry roare yell 5. It s done It s done saith Christ Ye all is past cleare That thou my soule maist liue in blisse be to god most deare 6. Is this the vvay o Christ That vve tast vvoe vvith thee That so vve may once rule raigne And thy svveet face still see 7. O lett thy vvill o lord Be done of vs in fine And by vs let thy vvill be done That still vve may be thine The seuenth dumpe ON THE SEVENTH WORD Father into thy hands doe I commend my spirit Luck 23. vers 46. 1. O come ioy of mine hart seaze my soule vvith this What is there ought in the vvide vvorld That caÌ„ be more to blisse 2. Then for my soule to heare My Christ his soule to giue In to the hands of god my lord There still for aye to liue 3. Novve soule thou seest thy blisse And vvhere thou maist be sure To haue thy rest thy ioy thy stay Thy loue thy life thy cure 4. O blest are they that dye They rest from all their care When once the lord doth sett them free What Death or Hell can dare 5. In his o soule thy Christ For thine made suite to god Thou needst not feare the day of death Nor graue nor hell his rod 6. For thou art safe in him That keepes thy life in store And it is hid in Christ thy lord What canst thou vvishe novve more 7. O soule Die in these vvords Giue vp thy selfe in fine To god in Christ feare no ill For he saies Thou art mine To him that made these Hymnes WHen vvith my thoughts I vevve thy saynct like muse Hovv on vvhile drencht in sobs sighs for sinne And yet more lâ—…vv the Paths of death doth vse There seisd vvith greef yet prayes then sours euen in Heauens gate it self and there true loue doth find And then its Christ doth see and vevv his payne His cross his speare-pearst side his greef of mind Thence dumpt tvvixt ioy greef as on half slayne I must euen at thy muse hovv vvell hovv fit it lymms It s greef sobs sighs tears in tunes in songs hymns I. P. To him that made these hymns THer 's but one god that this vvorld one hath made One Christ one Truth one faith one hope one loue To serve this one in hymns of ones dost shade Thy zeale to teach vs that in one vve moue Loe as thy hymns be ones so is thy name but odd Hovv fitt both name hymns doe ioyne to praise one god Thus ten one in one thou hast novve framd That vve in one should keepe the lavve often Thus by seaven seaven thou hast them so namd For seaven tymes seaven day by day vve breake them Loe your hymns of one Ten one seaven by seaven Learns god to laud his lavve to keepe the vvay to heauen G. F. Aleph Betâ—… Gimel Daleth 〈◊〉 Vau. Zain Heth. Teth. Jod Caph. Lamed Mem. Nun. samech Aiâ—… Pe. Zade Koph Resch Shin Than Aleph Beth. Gimel Daleth He. Vâ—… Zain Heth. Teth. Iod. Caph. Lamed Meâ—… Nun. samech Ain Pe. Zade Koph Resh Shin Thâ—…u