THE TEARES OR LAMENTATIONS OF a sorrowfull Soule SET FOORTH BY SIR William Leighton Knight one of his Maiesties Honorable Band of Pentioners AT LONDON Printed by Ralph Blower Anno Dom. 1613. A Declaration by the Author to the religious and deuoute I Haue published these Himnes and spirituall Sonnets not in vaine affectation or ostentation of my owne skill which ingeniously I confesse to be but small and mediocrious but onely in an vnfeigned affection earnest desire that the humbled hearts together with mine may reape profit and consolation by singing or reading of them If thou art not skillfull in Musicke then mayest thou read them or sing them in the common and ordinarie tunes beseeming such a subiect But for them who either delight in Melodious Harmonies or else are themselues skillfull in Pricksong I intend God willing likewise to divuldge very speadely in print some sweete Musicall Ayres and Tunable Accents whereof some of the plainest sort are mine owne Ayres and the rest are done by expert and famous learned men in that science and facultie as hereafter in the same booke appertayning to this shal be expressed to which tunes all or the most part of all thiese songs Hymnes or Sonnets are at the pleasure of all those that delight in Musique to be sung or plaid as shal be most pleasing vnto them LECTORIE IN LIbrum egregij Militis Gulielim Leighton Thomas Burt. Verbi sacri Concionator Hiliad's of Bookes and Iliad's full of paines In Riming royot spent in this age quicknes Neglecting grace respecting Godles gaines Ar Symptoms of this worlds most deadly sicknes What wittie spirits their spirits haue euen exhausted In lustfull layes and pretious time haue wasted But heare behold against the common course A bird of Paradice heauenly Hymnes doth carpe By sence of sinne and conscience true remorse This Knight in Keye of grace tunes Dauids harpe And though in lowly and submissiue verse With his laments the highest Heauens doth pierce Teares prayers plaints may draw moue mollifie The ruthles most relentles hardest heart Teares prayers plaints heart soule and minde with cryes Here offer sacrifice and still impart Hear 's fainting falling dying and reuiuing Hear 's death on death and yet life euerliuing Gainst all temptations hear's th'apologie Heare is a stay against all desperation Gainst all soules sicknes heare giues learn'd Theologie Cure comforts cordialls preseruation Yea in this booke a Paradice diuine Are all hearbes for soules meate and Medicine The matter meeter manner man and muse Do shew zeale loue faith hope and true deuotion Sad Elegies and Enargies to vse Euen as God's spirit in vs shall make the motion To conquer sinne flesh world death Diuell and Hell Through Christ. And bid this wicked world farewell FINIS Thomas Burt. ¶ A Farewell to the world SAd soule my forme infus'd by my Creator must sigh out groanes grieues cause cannnot speake And since it long hath bin the worlds spectator It must reueale things seene else heart will breake And cause she findeth by experience That best is worst that all the world can doe I world renounce and all the confidence I put therein or ought that longs thereto And Mundane men whom this worlds God bewitches That hold your selues incircled with all pleasure Of honor fame renowne all earths riches Shall see t' is nought but drosse her gold treasures Leaue of for shame yea in your soules behalfe To fall downe adore this golden Calfe Is not that gon before time that is past That that is present pleaseth but a moment Thou know'st not what will come nor how t' will last Thinges present of thinges past are but a Comment Wee soonest loose the thinges of greatest price Age weakenes strength that we in youth assumed That soonest killeth soonest doth intice What seemes most durable is soon'st consumed The thinges wee most do hate wâ—e most doe vse And what wee most do loue wee most do lacke What wee should doe to doe that wee refuse Through worldes allurements thus we worke our wracke So that an hundred yeares though God doth giue Wee may not say of them wee one doe liue Hit takes from vs our good no good bestowes Hit stealth our time and no time can restroe Hit makes vs sad but cannot helpe our woes Hit makes vs ritch in grace to make vs poore Hit doth accuse before complaint be made Hit Iudgement giues ere parties both be hard Begins to flourish and forthwith doth fade His ioyes are gone ere any ioyes appeard Hit bids vs spare to spend and spend to thriue Hit fawning faînes when most it seekes to kill Hit bids vs ioy yet vs of ioyes depriue Hit falshood proues yet most seemes to fullfill Thus doth it take yet seemes still to be giuing Hit makes vs winne to loose and saue to spill Vs killes and buries whiles we are yet liuing Pure ioy hast none vaine world t is mixt with sorrow Thou hast no peace with discord thine is mixt Thou hast no loue suspition doth it worrow Thou hast no rest thy rest to feare is fixt Thou hast no plentie for thine 's penurie Thy plentie is exhaust by penurie Thou hast none houour t is killed by vaineglory Thou hast no wealth thy wealth is iniurie Hast no staid state for all is transitory Possessions impeachment doth disturbe Lordships haue care and loue hath iealousie Estate his greatnes Prince and people curbe Religion pure is counted heresie So that thou hast no good nor peace at all To rise to thee It is to rise to fall Vnto th' ambitious honours thou dost offer To innouatours thou wilt giue the change To turblent spirits thou dost office proffer To men irregular thou giu'st leaue to range Thou wealth bestowest vpon the couetous Malicious men haue vengeance for their will And dainty fare giuest to the gluttenous Vnto the wrathfull minde and power to kill And aged men thou fillest full of Choller To young for ill giu'st oportunitie Thou fillest the bones of grieued men with dolor Lust ire and vice in superfluitie Are thy chiefe instruments and working tooles Vaine hope 's the bâ—ite by which dost catch vaine fooles Falshood's thy doctrine mak'st men promise much But nought performe thou call'st it pollicie To laugh and bite to giue and yet to grudge To right pretend when t' is but fallicie To help to hurt to lend to gaine to pray And to blaspheame to pardon not forgiue To seeme and not to be nor do as say One way professe an other way to liue To cull and kill to kisse and to betray Thou hang'st our harpes of ioy vpon thy Willowes First mak'st vs sinne and first do'st vs bewray Thou calm'st our sea then drown'st vs with the billowes So diametricall is th' opposition Hast in thy selfe in each state and condition Peace makers hateing strife they most are hated Rich men wax rich by makeing poore their pray Vniust gain'st iust by th'uniust animated The blessed soule 's deba st by cursed
by Iesus side Confessing sinnes at his last time was in his suffering sanctifide To comfort him our Lord did say this day thy soule to heauen seal'd vp On Iacobs ladder heauens high way because thou tasts with me my cup. Then sinners all that him belieue repent their sinnes mend their life As mercy them shall sure releeue and so cut off their mortall strife The suffering Martiers testifie Christ and his Gospell he vs sent The law doth sinners scourge and try faith frees their paines if they repent Whē thou sufferest for right or wrong let steadfast faith in Christ remaine Such sufferings shall ere it be long the crowne of endlesse glory gaine No man therefore ought to dispaire Christ dyed for our redemption Him aduocate did God prepaire from sinne to cause exemption And thē he wil'd his word be preached to euery creature instantly And by his Gospell his grace reached cause he would haue no sinners die The health of all he doth desire calls all to him that burdned bee And to forgiue doth vs require and all to pray that troubled bee FINIS A disputation betweene the Diuell and vs. Man IF Sathan heape vp all thy sins addresse thy selfe to God on hie Fall thus to pray when he begins Lord turne thy face heare my cry The Diuell with strong inuasion suggesteth his temptation Guarde me from Sathan death hell the Feind on me his wrath doth wreake All ill temptations Lord repell defend my soule for it is weake Looke on the face of Christ thy Sonne consider Lord what he hath donne For Christ is mine and I am his mine is his iustice mine the gaines Lord turne thy face from mine amisse Christ bear'st my sins bore the paines Thou did'st me aske and I shall haue in faith therefore thy grace I craue Diuell God heares no sinners why do'st pray thy sinnes the sandes in number passe M. Christ blood hath washt my sins away and made me righteous as he was Christs merits shall me cloath abont God will not finde my vildenesse out D. Shalt thou the sincke of sinfullnes goe on with Peter and with Paule To euerlasting blessednes noe noe to Hell downe must thou fall I but in thought did him offend and he me dampned without end M. I with the theefe reach out my hand of faith to Christ his hand of grace He holdeth me that fearefull stand and drawes me vp to heauenly place Thou neuer canst be sau'd and why for men not Angels Christ did dy D. How hast thou this assured trust Which hast done nothing that is good M. Because though god be god most iust My debts are paid with Christ his blood My sinnes are all to Christ imputed And righteous I in him reputed D. Thou shalt be haled downe to hell M. my head 's in heauen ther 's no hel fire D. with vs in chaines paines shalt dwel M. Thou art a murderer and a lyer When head 's aboue who can be drown'd Christ is the head mine head is crown'd Thou art a damned fiend no iudge T' is thou set'st God man at warrs Thou art that enuious slaue do'st grudge That man should shine as do the starrs heauē enioy whence thou wert thrown Thy malice ould false fiend is knowne D. Legions of Diuells watch sinners soules M. but Angels pitch their tents about me God me protects thee controles Diuels are in chaines I need not doubt thee If thy power stretch not to a Swine How can'st thou hurt this soule of mine D. God is not iust if for thy euils He giues thee euerlasting life Thy balefull portion is with diuels Where thou shalt haue torture strife Endles mercles remediles Due for thy monstrous wickednes M. God's iust and doth his promise keepe From iustice to his mercie seate In Christ's name I appeale and creepe And so obtaine his mercie great And by his grace in largest scope By Christ I doe erect mine hope D. Thou feed'st thy selfe with hope in vaine M. Christ is the truth he cannot lye He saith his saints with him shall raigne And such a one by Christ am I Presumptious slaue my hope 's not vaine Cause Christ is heauen cheefest gaine D. Thou see'st what thou shalt leaue behind What thou shalt haue thou seest not M. Sathan auaunt thy faith is blind From the heauens blisse is far remote That may be seene with natures eies My soule doth scorne and I dispise D. y◠part'st hence loadē with misdeed And of good workes th' art naked bare M. Christ's works merrits stand in steed Of mine by faith are mine I dare By faith in him and true repentance Still hope for blisse and scape Gods vengance D. But thy repentance comes to late Againe thy God's the God of truth I must needs say he must thee hate Cause gainst mee all thy flower of youth Think'st now that he will take the bran No ti 's to late thou wicked man M. To late it was not for the theefe D. yea but the theefe his faith was true Thine is a wauering weake beliefe Hast no more faith then hath a Iewe Now what remaineth but deepe dispaire For God of thee will take no care M. I 'le fly to God I 'le him beseech To blow this little sparke of fire And he that is in mercy rich I know will graunt me my desire Faith pleaseth God by quallitie He cares not for the quantitie D. Do'st not thou see God hath in store In earth in hell and euery where Ten thousand thousand plagues more Which makes vs Diuels quake feare Yet art so sensles foolish dull To say thy God is mercifull M. He like a good Chirurgion Doth hurt to heale they are his launces That lett out our corruption And so saues vs from worse mischances Our plagues on earth saue vs from hell diuels wel may feare for there they dwel D. It is a wretched thing to dye M. To die in Chri'st a blessed thing D. A sinners death 's a misery M. By death is lost my sin deaths sting D. god hath made thy death most biter M. the ioyes of heauen will be the sweeter D. Thou leau'st this world go'st know'st not whither M. I leaue this Hellish place on earth Mine home is heauen I l'e goe thither My soule doth claime it by hir birth Heauen is my country there was bred My soule there is Christ mine head D. Thou leau'st cōmodities behinde And many great and pleasing things Thou many moe ill things maist finde that men to care sorrow brings M. Ther 's nought on earth that 's worth the buying For that 's in heauen is worth my dying D. Thou leaust thy riches thy store M. Thay'r other mens that I do leaue I beare mine with me and no more D. Therein thou do'st thy selfe deceaue Thy wife and Children do'st forsake M. They are y◠Lords he will them take D. It 's hard to be quite pluckt away From those thou
aske and haue of thee let me by faith my suite obtaine Thy louing fauour shew to mee all other fauour is but vaine Restraine my vaine imaginations preuent by grace Sathans intrusions Let not him taint my cogitations nor blind mine eies with false illusions Which are th'nticements the baites of that great ghostly enemy That still for worldlings seekes waites within which rancke poore wretch am I. But as my mouth and lipps haue said wordes of a faithfull seruant true So let my soule of Christ craue ayde with inward spirit to liue a new For now my poore soule is a-fraide and time mispent alasse I rewe To thee I run imploreing ayde within me do thy spirit renue O Lord I see the bloudy woundes of thy sweete sonne my Sauiour I see thy mercies there aboundes and promised by thy fauour And therefore I by sinfull deedes that er'st liu'd carelesse in dispaire Do fly vnto those woundes that bleedes plucke down grace by force of praier Oh in that grace graunt me to liue and in that grace grant me to die And when I die Lord grace me giue to reigne with thee perpetualy A generall confession of sinnes OMnipotent and gratious Father froÌ„ thy waies haue I strayed er'd Like a lost sheepe follow'd rather Mine harts deuises and prefer'de My foolish fancies fond desires broake the lawes set downe by thee I haue not done what thou requires but done those thinges that should not be No health 's in me but thou O God haue mercy on me sinfull wretch Spare me oh spare me hould thy rod that to offendors thou dost stretch I do confesse my faults restore me that doe repent for Iesus sake That promis'd euer is before thee which thou in Christ to man did'st make And graunt for his sake liue I may a godly righte and sober life To thy names glory still for aye possessing heauen that shuts out strife All laude and praise be to thy name for euer and euer now and then To whom all nations sing with fame sweete psalmes of ioy Amen Amen A Morning meditation I Laide me downe to rest and slept and in the morning rose againe God me sustain'd and safely kept and by his grace did me maintaine His Angels pitch't me round about sleeping and waking keeping me Both comming in and going out they guarde me with securitie Lord here my voice in morning bright when I my praiers do direct And waite till thou the God of light doe heere and helpe me with effect O Father full of power and might mercie and loue how dare I cast Mine eies into thy heauenly sight If thou remember my sinnes past How can I thinke or hope for good heere in the earth to come from high Hauing so much thy lawes withstoode And sin'd against thy maiesty Thou in thy power knowledg deepe lord seest the wicked waies of mine Whether in sinne I wake or sleepe they are all open to thine eyne My vaine corrupt and euill deeds my imperfections more and more With my pollutions which still breedes thine anger worse then was before Thy iudgement I might iustly feare if thou should'st note what 's don amisse Thou might'st in torture be seuere but thou giu'st rest sleepe peace blisse And hast me rais'de vp by thy hand for onely thou preseruest mee And me defend'st by sea and land a wake or sleepe I seruing thee whether I walke worke eate or drinke or what ere else doe what I will Thou blessest all that I can thinke without thy blessings all were ill For I a creature weake and faint subiect to daungers that are rife And closly workes my soule to taint in this corrupt and euill life I lie alasse in night and blindenes and haue no watch mee to defend Yet am preseru'de by thy kindnes from them that ill to mee intend Whose owlish eies doe shun the light who lay their traps snares in darke But thou defend me with thy might with bright eie their worke do'st marke Thou deare kinde Father full of loue regardest thy weake and little ones Thy many mercies do thee moue tinuiron them soule blood bones O gratious God I giue thee thankes for all thiese mercies maniefold Saue me from all the perilous prankes of sinne and of that Serpent ould Forgiue me mine offences Lord with true repentance Lord me right Let thankes with life reform'd accorde with trewe obedience in thy sight I am inclin'd to vanitie to slide into one sinne or other No day nor houre true peace finde I since first I came froÌ„ wombe of mother With many foes I am beset corruptions in me dayly fight Which workeing of thy graces let and gain'st my faith vse all their might Wresting my will and settled minde rom true sincerity to sinne From good desires to be inclin'de to deepe dispaire and die therein To make one trust in blandishment of wiâ—ked world my soule deceauing And in my soules sad languishment of comforts all my soule bereauing I flie vnto the sanctuary of thy deare care and prouidence Assured I shall not miscarry when I depend on thy defence Keepe me therefore O King of Kings as precious Apple of thine eie This day me shroud vnder thy winges for by thy sauing health liue I. Teach me the truth me knowledg giue and wisdome with all humblenes Obedience zeale and faith relieue my soule with hope in all distresse Chaunge me from sinne to sanctitie from the nights darknes vnto light Let my colde zeale most ardent be to serue the Lord both day night Teach me iustly to execute my outward calling giue successe And happie issue to my suite and all my lawfull labours blesse To brethren loue and equitie to me and mine in godly care With heart and minde true pietie to God alone let me repaire And let thy holy spirit so nourish and gouerne me that more more I may increase beare fruit and florish in godlines and goodnes store Vntill thou shalt cut off this life that is corrupt with deadly sinne And by Christs merrites end the strife of mortall warres my soule liues in And draw me then with cords of loue to thee and thy Tuition To new Ierusalem aboue and giue mee there fruition Off thee those that raign with thee with Christ and all that in thy word Thou promi'st me graunt this to mee for the same Christ his sake O Lord. An Euening Meditation I Le lie me downe to sleepe in peace for thou Lord only mak'st me dwell In saftie with great quietnes and do'st ill dreames from me expell My body to innormitie is subiect without rest and sleepe Because of mine infirmitie my life and health it cannot keepe Good father all sufficient my louing God I yeelde thee praise For this dayes blessings to me sent and guiding me in all my waies
can vnderstand thy wisdome great Nor euery one that cri'th Lord Lord shall enter into heauens gate Who is not ledd by better line then doth proceed from flesh bloud Er's from the truth and doth decline from right to wrong to ill from good Whose end is death though for a time seemes sweet to please the outward man That 's nothing else but durt and slime or like a puffe in length a spanne As honor riches frends and health preferment life and worlds delight Esteeming these true happie wealth but the true blisse is out of sight They thinke that sicknes pouertie imprisonment and enymies fell And worldlie crosses veryly are gates and entrance into hell Soe foolish and so ignorant are those thou guyd'st not in thy way Mong'st whom euen I through wisdomes haue bin misled vntill this day But hauing found the truth by tryall want that earthly ioyes are transitory When they me tempt I make deniall and only seeke th' eternall glory Now I disclaime all confidence in Honor health in wealth or feature In wit or worldly sapience or yet in any earthly creature And Lord I heere doe dedicate all thou hast giu'n me to thine honor My selfe I wholie consecrate to march and fight vnder thy banner And now I bid these ioyes adew that only please my flesh and sences Because they all are most vntrue and still doe cause so great offences Because their glorious bountie fades and leaue nought but deformities Because they are nought else but shades and bring forth grose innormities Because they are most false and fickle because they are indeed hells fewell Because their rose hath many a prickle because their slauery is most cruell Because they are not firme and stable because they are profane not holie Because they are but as a fable because they are but sottish folly Because my soule they call and kill because they giue me Iudas kisse Because my good they spot and spill draw me from mine heauenly wish because lik swords they woūd my soul because like serpents they do sting me Because my conscience doth controule saith to hell gates they will bring me Because they doe beset my sences because they dull my spirits quicknes Because they cause so great expences because they cause my sad soules sicknes Bcause all vertue hindred is by this vild worlds accused pleasure Because t' will mee bereaue of blisse and of that blessed heauenly treasure And therefore earth world farewell adue fond fancies flattering fauoures Your ioyes are toyes your heauen is hell I hate your poysoned tast and sauours And thou that art life of my life soule of my soule O Iesus Christ Poynt downe the period of worlds strife thou art that prophet Prince Priest That went'st vp to prepare that place aboue Sonne Moone planets seauen Oh saue me by thy sauing grace and bring me to that highest heauen Where are such ioyes caelestiall as cannot be expreste by penne Bring me from things terrestriall to raigne with thee for aye Amen A heauenly hymne touching the Natiuitie of our Lord and Sauiour Iesus Christ. COme let vs sing to God with praise our Prophet Prince Priest alwaies And to the sacred holy spirit and c. Oh let vs laude the Trinitie With heart and voyce them magnifie For Christ who made vs life inherit c. Giue thankes to God with ioy mirth For his sweete sonne our Sauiours birth Of all mankind the comfort true He is the guiltles lambe alas Whose death passion brought to passe Faith hope and blisse with spirit anew Lift vp your heart with ioy abound With solace sing sweete Musicks sound In honor of Gods holy name Who Christ his Sonne the lambe did make By death mans sinnes away to take All nations sing his worthy fame He is the seede was promised To bruse and crush the serpents head Which caus'd all men for sinne to die He is the mediate to appease Gods wrath by death to giue vs ease Praise him praise him continually Finis ¶ A prayer in extreame sicknes THou God of might hast chastned me and mee corrected with thy rod Wounded my soule with misery and humbled me to know my God And soe made soft my stony brest Thy Arrowes sticke most fast in me My heart doth pant my ioynts opprest my flesh me paineth wofully My bodies members mee deceaue I languish still my strength 's decayd I am soe weake of power bereau'd I cannot stand but must be stayde Thy hand O God doth presse me sore my sicknes soe extreamely growes That I am euen at deathes dore thou do'st it Lord. my heart it knowes That I am vexed thus with payne it is for sinne and mine offence For my misdeeds and trespasse plaine the cause of wrathfull recompence Ease me O God and sucker me send comfort lay no more on me Then I can beare O suffer me to draw my breath and looke on me O Lord consider my weaknes beare with my great infirmitie Helpe me oh Lord cure my sicknes that I may giue all praise to thee Incline thine eares vnto my mones harke to the voice of my complaint Let both my crying and my grones come to thy throane oh I am faint I make my plaint to thee alone for thee alone I haue displeas'd To thee alone I make my mone may 't please thee that I may be eas'd I know not how for to appease thy high displeasure that 's gain'st me I am afraide to aske for ease or looke on thee that pain'st me I am neare drown'd with deep dispaire when I in minde doe well perpend How I did sinne sans feare or care without regard of my last end Lord I haue sind and thou hast said that at what time I doe repent My debts sor sinnes shall all be paide thy gratious pardon shall be sent On this thy promise Lord I build vpon thy goodnes I relie Mine heart doth to repentance yeelde graunt pardon Lord or else I die Though I haue often heinously offended and thy patience prou'd By sinning often grieuously yet thou with pittie hast been mou'd Art slow to strike yet strong to suffer thine hands are yron thy feete of leade Thou art more readie grace to offer then we to aske our dayly bread O now for pittie ease my paine for Iesus sake my Lord thy Sonne Restore to me my health againe if not Lord let thy will be done But graunt me strength to beare thy yoake and patience Lord vnto me lend That I may bide thine heauie stroake then send Lord whatthou wilt send Thy punishments are pursiuants that thou of faithfull loue dost send To all thy true and iust seruants to warne them of their latter end Thy rod and staffe doth comfort me and me vphold t'wixt hope and feare Thou gain'st presumption chastnest me and th' other keepe me from
Gods workes haue none enormitie We are the workes deformitie all 's good that doth from God proceede He tempt'h to try not ouerthrow vs Yet needes not try for he doth know vs. but t' is that we our selues should know From him all 's good from vs all 's ill He makes all good wee all doe spill our selues our selues doe ouerthrow In punishments that t 'vs are ill What he doth doe he doth it still hee 's one the same and that same one Not doing ought but by not doing In him t' is good to good ensewing hee 'le see if we can stand alone Gods grace is not difficient Sinne hath not cause ifficient and thee to sinne God doth not make Suggestions by the deuill are sent And there vnto man giues consent why should not God that man forsake Our conscience is sent as a spiall Our punishments sent as a triall and oft times plagues sent as a curse God neuer was to vs a debter If all be sau'd hee 's neuer better if all be damn'd hee 's nere the worse God made all good that all good can Then looke into thy bosome man an Ambuscado there there doth lie Of hideous sinnes by good omitting And monstrous sinnes by ill committing t' is there plac't by mans enemy ¶ A comfor able Himne for the Children of God SAluation doth to God belong He blesseth all both old and young that are his chosen and elect He doth defend his Children all That are in danger griefe and thrall by his good meanes and kinde respect He hath meanes all sufficient And power all perills to preuent to those with thankes doe euer pray What comfort helpe or good soeuer Wee finde from him let vs parseuer and magnifie him night and day Let vs with humble hearts confesse His mercies loue and great kindenesse with heauenly himnes to God aboue With mirth and ioy sing euery one God heard our soules petition and sent his sonne to show his loue The Lord receaues and heares our prayer Hee heares and helpes vs in dispaire be glad my soule in him reioyce Oh spread abroad his holy fame With songes Melodious lawd his name with heart with minde with tongue voice O thou most high God art not prais'd Vnlesse from heart that praise be rais'd who onely knowst our thoughts and minde The glory all must be thine owne By prayers thy powers are euer showne to those by faith thou iust dost finde O hallowed be Gods holy name Who Heauens made and world did frame and man like to his Image pure He all his other Creatures blest Fish Cattle Foule and all the rest to comfort man while times indure FINIS A prayer against temptations especially fit for a man that findeth in himselfe a continuall Inclination to any particuler sinne OH gratious and most louing God who in beginning did'st Create Man to thy shape and image good and likenesse in most pure estate And did'st him place in holy place the garden sweete with all delight With mercies and abonnding grace dect heauenly with earthly sightes And did'st thy Creatures all ordaine in heauen and earth man for to serue Oh what was man that he should gaine Gods great respect him to preserue Yet Lord how soone he fell away from thee and from originall grace How gresly did he disobay thy secret will before thy face Which thou to him did'st then reueale by whose fall all corruption grew And sinne shut out true godly zeale and earthes corruptions did insue And all things in the earth began to disobay him instantly By God made good to comfort man who hated him forsaking thee By his transgression these proceedes of his pollutions Lyneall Haue all defild their waies and deedes and all men tainted by his fall Which first offence bred infinit sinnes in corruptions of mans nature As I my selfe both day and night doe feele know most wretched Creature Which I confesse oh Father deare to whom this chiefe offence was done How Sathans workes in me appeare who hourely into euills run Which are most vilde most meane base doe iudge my selfe of all the worst When I behold my wicked case considering how I am accurst I that confesse I cannot hide how most to sinne I am inclin'd Knowne vnto thee my God and guide who see'st the secrets of my minde Much more the deeds which I commit of darknes seene to thee aboue To whose bright eyes both darke and light at seasons all doe seeme as one And therefore find'st out all my sinne in thought in action or intent Though by each sinne death did begin yet thou do'st promise those repent That they shall be forgiuen all within which number Lord make me Who seest my sinnes for mercy call that raignes in me continually And as hit were commaund me goe drawne there vnto by violence By Sathan vilde our deadly foe that neuer ceaseth ill pretence Who workes in me corruptions corruptions more pollutions breeds Which draweth mine affections which minde inclines to wicked deeds And chiefely to that odious sinne which makes me weake for to fullfill Thy lawes and precepts iust wherein thou vs commaund'st to doe thy will Yet strong and apt for to effect those thinges forbidden by thy lawes Therefore to kill Lord sinnes conflict remoue from me the wicked cause Especially this hedious crime that hanges and stickes so fast on mee That hit doe raigne no longer time which feele it loathsome vnto me A heauy burthen to my soule which I cannot shake off at all By mine owne power or strength controule but by Gods workes parpetuall Who worketh all repentance true therefore Lord make me penitent With contrite heart my spirit renew let loathsome sinnes thy grace preuent For thou Lord seest I doe commit sinnes as hit were against my will Giue me therefore power strength and wit corrupt affections all to kill The thoughts whereof we vex and grieue and heapes of feare my soule possesse Dispaire Attemptes hopes to depriue me to deuour in all distresse FINIS ¶ An exhortation to praise God and to acknowledge our thankesgiuing to him without ceasing WE praise thee God we knowledge thee Our onely Lord and Christ to bee the earth and world doe worship thee Eternall father Heauenly King To whom aloud bright Angells sing the thrones and powers thee magnifie The Cherubins and Seraphin To cry to thee doe neuer linne holy holy most holy Lord Of Saboth God of Maiestie Heauens full and earth of thy glory all Nations laud thy name and word The glorious postles company The goodly prophets Vnitie the holy Marters noble army The holy Church the world through out Doth spread the Gospell all about the Father of true pietie Thy sacred true and onely sonne The Holy Ghost vs comfort wonne thou art of glory King oh Christ Thou art the euelasting sonne Of God whose blessed will was donne in the all people to deliuer Thou did'st not then the Virgins wombe Abhorre nor loath that sacred Tombe till thou wast borne