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A05808	The manuall of prayers, or the prymer in Englyshe set out at lengthe, whose contentes the reader by the prologe next after the kalendar, shal sone perceaue and there in shal se brefly the order of the whole boke. Set forth by Ihon late bysshope of Rochester at the co[m]aundement the ryght honorable Lorde Thomas Cro[m]wel, Lorde Priuie seale Uicegerent to the Kynges hyghnes.; Book of hours (Salisbury). English	Church of England.; Hilsey, John, d. 1539. aut	1539 (1539)	STC 16010; ESTC S105269	116,690	240

geue ioye and gladnesse and my weykened bones shal be refreshed Turne thy face from my synnes and wype away all my wyckednesse A pure herte create in me Oh Lorde and an vpryght sprete make a newe within me Vast me not awaye from thy face and thy holye sprete take not from me Restore vnto me the gladnesse of thy saluacion strenthen me with a principall herte I wyll instruct the wycked that they maye knowe thy wayes the vngodly shal be conuerted vnto thē Delyuer me frō bloudes oh Lorde the god of my helth and my tonge shal exalte thy ryghteousnes Lorde open thou my lyppes and my mouthe shall shewe forth thy prayse For yf thou haddest desyred sacrifices I had surelye geuē it but thou delytest not in burnt sacrifices A sacrifice to God is a lowly sprete a cōtryte and an humble herte thou shalt not dispyse O God Deale gentelye of thy fauourable beneuolence wyth Syon that the walles of Ierusalem maye be buylt agayne Then shalte thou accepte the sacrifice of ryghteousnesse oblacion and burnt offrynges then shall they laye calues vpon thy aulter ¶ The antheme My brused bones Lorde shal be refreshed ¶ The antheme Heare Lorde The .lxiiii. Psalme Te decet hymnus THou O God art praysed in Sion and to the is the vowe perfourmed Thou hearest the prayer therfore commeth all fleshe vnto the. Our mysdedes preuayle agaynst vs Oh be thou mercyfull vnto our synnes Blessed is the man whom thou chosest and receauest vnto the that he maye dwell in thy courte he shal be satisfyed wyth the pleasures of thy house euen of thy holy temple Heare vs accordyng vnto thy wonderfull ryghteousnes of god our saluacion thou that art the hope of al the endes of the earth and of the brode see Which in his strength setteth fast the mountaynes and is gyrded about with power Whych stylleth the ragynge of the see the roarynge of hys wawes and the woodnes of the people They that dwell in the vttermoost parties are afrayed at thy tokens thou makeste bothe the mornynge and euenynge starres to prayse the. Thou vysitest the earth thou watterest it makest it very plenteous The ryuer of god is ful of waters thou preparest man his corne thys thou prouydest for the earthe Thou waterest hyr forowes thou breakest the hard clottes therof thou makest it softe wyth the droppes of rayne and blessest the increase of it Thou crowneste the yeare with thy good and thy fote steppes droppe fatnes The dwellynges of the wyldernes are so fat also that they droppe wyth all and the lytle hylles are pleasaunt on euery syde The feldes are ful of shepe the valyes stōde so thyck with corne that they laugh synge ¶ Antheme Heare my prayer o Lorde vnto the shall euerye creature come ¶ The antheme Hath receyued The .lxii. psalme Dens deus meus O God thou art my god early wyll I seke ye. My soule thyrsteth for the my flesh lōgeth after in a baren and drye lande where no water is Thus do I loke for the in thy sanctuary that I myght beholde thy power and glory For thy louynge kyndnesse is better thē lyfe my lyppes shall prayse the. As longe as I lyue wyl I magnify the and lyfte vp my handes in thy name My soule is satisfyed euen as it were wyth mary and fatnesse when my mouthe prayseth the wyth ioyfull syppes In my bed wyll I remēbre the and when I wake my talkynge shal be of the. For thou hast ben my helper and vnder the shadowe of thy wynges wyll I reioyce My soule hangeth vpon the thy ryght hande vpholdeth me They seke after my soule but in vayne for they shall go vnder the earth They shall fall into the swearde and be a porcion for foxes But the kynge shall reioyce in God all they that swere by hym shall be commended for the mouthe of lyers shal be stopped The .lxvi. Psalme Deus miseriatur nostri GOd be mercyfull vnto vs blesse vs shew the lyght of his countenaunce vpon vs. That we maye know thy waye vpō earth thy saluacion amonge al Heathen Let the people prayse the O God yet let all people prayse the. O let the people reioyse and be gladde that thou iudgest the folke ryghteously and gouerneste the nacions vpon earth Let the people prayse the O God let all people prayse the the earth hath geuen her frute God euen our owne God geue vs his blessynge God blesse vs and let all the endes of the worlde feare hym ¶ The antheme Lorde thy ryght hande hath defended me ¶ The antheme From the gates ¶ The songe of Ezechias Esay xxxviii Chap. Ego dixi in dimidio dierum I Thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hel in my best age and haue wanted the resydue of my yeares I sayde within myselfe I shall neuer visyte God in thys lyfe I shal neuer se man amonge the dwel lynges of the Lorde Myne age is folden vp together and taken away from me lyke a shepeherdes cotage my lyfe is hewen of lyke as a weuer cuttes of his webbe Whyle I was yet takynge my reste he hewed me of and made an ende of me in one waye I thought I wolde haue lyued vnto the morowe but he brused my bones lyke a lyon and made on ende of me in one daye When chattred I lyke a swallow and lyke a crane and mourned as a doue I lyft vp myne eyes into the heyght O lord sayd I vyolēce is done vnto me be thou suerty for me What shall I speake or saye that he may do this that I maye lyue out all my yeares yee in the bytternesse of my lyfe Verely Lorde men must lyue in bytternesse and all my lyfe must I passe ouer therin for thou raysest me vp and wakest me but I wysbe well contēt with this bytternesse Neuerthelesse my conuersacion hath so pleased the that thou woldest not make an ende of my lyfe so that thou hast cast my synnes behynde thy backe For hell prayseth not the deathe dothe not magnifye the. They that go downe into the graue prayse not thy truth but the lyuynge yee the lyuynge acknowlege the lyke as I do thys daye the father telleth hys chyldren of thy faythfulnesse Delyuer vs O Lorde we wyl synge prayses in thy house all the dayes of our lyfe ¶ The antheme Frō the gates of hell Lorde delyuer theyr soules ¶ The antheme Let euery sprete The Cxlviiij Laudate dominum decelis PRayse ye the Lorde of heauens prayse ye hym in the hyghe place Prayse ye hym all his angels all his powers prayse ye hym Prayse ye him sonne and mone all starres and lyghe prayse ye hym The hyghest of heauens prayse ye hym the waters that are aboue the heauens let them prayse the Lordes name For by his wordes al thynges were made by his commaundement all thynges were created He hath stablyshed them euerlastyngly and into the worlde of worldes-he hath set a lawe that shal not

approche vnto hym Thou art my refuge from tribulation that hath enclosed me my ioye delyuer me from them that compasse me I shall geue the vnderstandynge shall enstruct the in the waye that thou shalte go I shall fasten myne eyes vpon the. Be ye not made as the horse and the mule in whō is none vnderstandynge Bynde the mouthes of them in snafles and brydles that wyll not drawe vnto the. Many are the plages of a synner but hym that trusteth in the Lorde he shall cōpasse with mercy Be glad in the Lorde and reioyce ye ryghteous and reioyce all that be vpryght in herte Glory be to the father and to the sonne and to c. As it was in the begynnynge and as it is c. The .xxxvii. Psalme Domine ne in furore LOrde reproue me not in thy fury neyther in thyne angre correcte thou me For thyne arowes are fastened in me vpon me hast thou enforced thy handes Ther is no helth ī my flesh inregard of thy wrath is there no rest in my bones because of my sinnes For myne iniquites are ouer passed myne heade and are layde vpon me as a heuy burden My woundes are puryfyed and festered by reason of my folyshnesse I am made wretched and croked vnto the ende all daye dyd I go sorowfully For my loynes are full of illusions and there is no helth in my fleshe I am sore afflycted and brought lowe I dyd rore out for the sorow of myne harte Lorde before the is all my desyre and my mournynge is not hydden from the Myne herte is troubled my strength hath left me and the syght of myne eyes and the very same is not with me My frendes and my neyghbours drewe together and stode agaynst me And they that were nexte me stode farre of and they that layde wayte for my lyfe set vpon me And they that sought for me spake euel vnto me vanityes and disceytes they ymagened all daye But I as one beynge deafe dyd not heare and as one that were dombe not openynge my mouth And I was made as a man not hearynge and hauynge countercheckes in his mouth For in the lorde haue I trusted thou wylt heare me my Lorde God For I haue sayde lest any tyme myne ennemyes tryumphe vpō me and whylest my feete slyde they spake great thynges agaynst me For I am prepared vnto the whyppes and my doloure is alwayes in my syght For I confesse my vngodlynesse and shall take thought for my synne But myne ennemyes lyue and are made stronge ouer me and they are multiplyed which hated me vniustly They that requyte euell for good detracted me because I followed goodnesse Forsake me not O Lorde my God neyther departe thou from me Intend toward my help o Lorde god of my helth Glory be to the father and to the sonne and to c. As it was in the begynnynge c. The .ii. Psalme Miserere mei Deus HAue mercy vpon me Oh God accordynge to thy great mercy And accordynge to the multitude of thy compassions wype awaye myne iniquitye Washe me more from myne iniquitye and clense me from my synne For I knowlege myne iniquitye and my synne is euer before myne eyes Agaynst the only haue I synned and haue done euell in thy syght that thou mayest be iustifyed in thy wordes and vanquyshe whē thou art iudged To I was begotten in wyckednesse and my mother conceyued me in synne To thou haste loued trouthe the vnknowen and secrete thynges of thy wysedome hast thou vttered vnto me Sprynkle me Lorde wyth ysope and so shall I be clene thou shalt washe me and then shall I be whyter then snowe Vnto my hearyng shalt thou geue ioye gladnes and my weykened bones shall be refreshed Turne thy face from my synnes and wype away all my wyckednesse A pure harte create in me oh Lorde and an vpryght sprete make a newe within me Vaste me not awaye from thy face and thy holye sprete take not from me Restore vnto me the gladnes of thy saluacion and strengthen me with a principall harte I wyll instructe the wycked that they may know thy wayes and the vngodly shall be conuerted vnto the. Delyuer me frome bloudes Oh Lorde the God of my helth and my tonge shall exalte thy ryghteousnesse Lorde open thou my lyppes and my mouthe shall shewe forth thy prayse For yf thou haddest desyred sacryfyces I had surely geuen it but thou delyteste not in burnte sacryfyces A sacryfyce to God is a lowly spyryte a contryte and an humble harte thou shalte not dyspyse O god Deale gently of thy fauourable benyuolence with Syon that the walles of Ierusalem maye be buylte agayne Then shalt thou accept the sacrifice of righteousnes oblacion and burte offrynges then shall they laye calues vpon thy aulter Glory be to the father and to the sonne and to the holy goost As it was in the begynnynge and as it is nowe and euer shal be So be it The C.i. Psalme Domine exaudi orationem meam LOrde heare my prayer let my clamour come vnto the. Turne not thy sace from me whē so euer I am troubled and bowe thyne eare vnto me In what so euer daye that I call on the heare me quyckely For my dayes haue vanysshed as smoke and my bones waxed drye as a fyre bronde I am stryken and my harte wythered lyke haye because I forgate to eate my bread With the noyse of my mournynge my bone hath cloued to the fleshe I am made lyke vnto a Pellycane of wyldernesse and am made lyke a nyght rauē in a house I haue waked am made lyke a sparow solitary in the roufe of an house Al daye dyd myne enemyes rayle vpon me they that praysed me conspyred agaynst me For I dyd eate ashes as breade and myngled my drynke with wepynge In regarde of thy wrathe and indygnacion for thou takynge me vp dyddeste cast me agaynste the grounde My dayes haue faded as a shadowe and I haue wythered lyke haye Thou Lorde abydeste for euer and thy memoryal is from one generacion to another Thou Lorde arysynge shalt haue mercy on Sion for it is tyme to haue mercye on it for the tyme commeth For the stones therof haue pleased thy seruauntes and they shall haue ruth on the grounde therof And the people shall feare thy name O Lord and all the kynges of the earth thy glory For the Lorde hathe buylded Syon and shal be sene in hys glory He hath regarded the speche of the humble hath not dyspysed theyr prayer Let these be wrytten in another generacion and the people that shall be created shall prayse the Lorde For he hathe loked downe frome his hyghe holye place the Lorde hath loked downe from heauē vnto the earth For to heare the waylynge of them that be fettered for to louse the sonnes of thē that were slayne That they shuld in Sion declare the name of the Lorde and his prayse in Ierusalem In assemblynge of people together

so you must beare your Crosse As he mortifyed our synne in his flessh beyng crucifyed on the crosse So ought you to mortyfy and slaye synne in your bodyees crucifyeng your flessh with the lustes and desyres For as Saynt Paule sayth Gala. v. they that are Christes hath so crucifyed theyr flessh Wherfore deare reader commynge to the presence of the blessed bodye of Christe of these thynges be not forgetfull but aboue all be not vnfaythful let fayth in thys matter be thy guyde And when by faythe thou beholdest Christes body by a thankfull remembraunce Remembre also the death and passion of the same bodye remembrynge the death of the bodye in the whyche thy synne was slayne beynge Crucyfyed on the crosse Remembre also to mortifye synne in thyne owne body by crucyfyenge it wyth the Iustes and desyres To thys purpose deare reader thou shuldest heare masse therfore note well and marke thys lytie rude thynge that by it thou mayest be stablyshed in thy fayth and learne by the hearynge of masse so to remembre Christes death and passō that lyke a true Christen thou mayest beare Christes crosse in thys lyfe that by the meryte of Christes death suffred on his crosse thou mayeste come to the eternall lyfe ¶ Vale. ¶ A prayer to be fayde before masse O Lorde Iesu Christe which art our very byshoppe and dyddest offer thy selfe vnto God the father a pure and immaculate hoost on the aulter of the crosse for vs myserable synners whiche also gauest thy flesh vnto vs to eate and thy bloude to drynke and madest thys mysterye of thy body and bloude in the power of thy holy sprete for a remembraunce of thy moost holy passion sayeng As of ten tymes as ye do these thynges ye shall do them in the remembraunce of me I therfore o lorde vn worthy synner of a deuoute mynde haue repared hyther vnto thy tēple although a synner to heare se that blessed sacrifice of praysynge whych thou thou thyselfe commaundest to be done for a memoryall of thy holy passion to the intente the I mygh● sture vp in me a fresh remembraunce of thy moost blessed death and to geue the thankes for that mooste mercyfull charyte that moued the to bye and redeme my soule wyth so great pryce Graunte me moost mercyfull Lorde not onlye to se thys mysterye wyth my bodely eyes but specyally to se it wyth my inwarde eyes of fayth and therby to haue holly a louely and a thankefull remembraunce of that blessed passion and death and there in to continue vntyll the houre of my death So be it ¶ A prayer to be sayde at the eleuacion tyme. HAyle very body incarnate of a vyrgyne Nayled on a crosse offred for mans synnes Whose syde beynge perced bloude ranne out plenteously At the houre of death let vs receaue the bodely O swete O holy O Iesu sonne of Mary ¶ A prayer to be sayde after the masse O Lorde God omnipotent whiche not of oure desertes but thorow the inestimable merite the blessed passion of thy sonne Iesu Christe hast redemed man and reconcyled hym to thy fauoure graunt vnto me moost myserable synner whyche haue here vnder the forme of breade and wyne by faythe sene the body and bloude of my saueoure in the remembraunce of hym so to remember his death and his sayenge that I maye take his Crosse and folow him all the dayes of my lyfe that I maye all flesshly Iustes and synfull lyuyng vtterly forsake that I maye al aduersite afflyccion and persecution paciently suffre And so folowynge thy sonne Christe here with my crosse may also continue in thy fauour vnto the which I am reconcyled by partakynge of the merites of his blessed passion and finally that I maye come vnto thy glorye whiche thou haste promised vnto thy elect thorow our Lorde Iesu Christ thy sōne Which lyueth and reyghneth with the in vnite of the holy ghost worlde without ende So be it ¶ The Prologe to the Dirige ¶ We reade in sondrye places of the Byble most deare reader that the antique people the Hebrewes had a certayne maner of lamentation for the dead as we read how Iacob was lamented and of Aaron and of Moyses in the last chapter of Exodus how they were lamēted of the people certayn dayes in lyke maner we haue of the funerall that was among the Iewes as in the last of Genesis we haue howe Ioseph was inbawmed and in the gospel howe the holy wemē prepared swete spyces to the funeral of christ of those olde Iewyssh customes hath there exepte into the church a custome to haue a certayne suffragies for the dead called dirige of Dirige the firste antheme hereof but by whom or whan these suffrages were made we haue no sure euidence of wrytyng but dyuers auctors do ascrybe it to diuers as some to S. Isodore some to Saynt Gregory some to Pelagius but whether he or the other made it or this tyme or that it forceth not muche for thys we are suere of that Saynt Paule taught vs that we shulde no vse suche lamentacion or mortnynge for the deabe as thoughe we were without hope but we shuld rather reioyce as in them that cest in the stepe of peace And as for such suffrages as are set forth in the Dirige the collettes excepted they are no more to be applyed for the dead thā for the quycke But whether these were ordeyned at the fyrste to be sayde for the soules departed or no I wyl make no doctryne oftt but this I know well that the reader of these maye haue a great learnynge and knowledge of the miseries and shortnesse of the lyfe of man and maye learne hereby to dye well and to haue a hope and truste of the laste resurrection And for this onely cause haue I also set forthe in thys primer a dirige of the whiche the thre fyrste lessons are of the miseries of mans lyfe the myddell of the funerall of the deade corpus and the last thre are of the last resurrection For the office of the funerall althoughe it profyte not the soule yet here in we not onely do testifye oure fayth that we haue in the last cysynge but also do accomplysshe the worke of charite in buryenge of the deade ¶ The Euensonge of the dirige ¶ The antheme I shall please The C.xiiii Psalme Dilexi quoniam That he hath enclyned his eare vnto me therfore wyll I call vpon hym as longe t s I lyue The snares of death compassed me rounde aboute the paynes of hel gate holde vpon me I founde trouble and heuynesse Then called I vpon the name of the lorde o lorde delyuer my soule Gracyous is the lorde and ryghteous yee oure God is mercifull The lorde preserueth the simple I was broughte downe and he helped me Turne agayne then vnto thy reste O my soule for the lorde hath gyuen the thy desyre And why thou haste delyuered my soule from death myne eyes from teares and my fete from