dispaire To thee O Lord I doe commit my selfe I neuer will repine For thou know'st best what is most fit in life and death let me be thine FINIS ¶ Precepts of duties HIgh mightie God of righteousnes in wrath a dread consuming fire Thou did'st in perfect happines make man that dard gain'st thee conspire And breake thy lawes with all dispight whē thou had'st made him pure holy Plac'd him in garden of delight so great and wicked was his folly That hauing leaue to take or leaue to chuse refuse or vse at pleasure He did himselfe by sinne deceaue of that Diuine surpassing treasure And by his mutabilitie regardles of thy sacred sawes He brought in instabillitie lost his free will made breach of lawes Thou God of iustice must doe right man wanting grace with want of grace By grace substraction did'st requite bannishe him that blessed place By meanes of which we are inclin'd from thy behests to runne astray Our tōgue our heart our soule our mind by sinne is carried cleane away Thine honor first is sted fast faith in Christ and in thine holy booke And in thy truth that thy spirit saith which in mine hart for faith doth looke The next obedience to thy will as thou cōmanded'st by thy sweet word From Syna and from Sions hill to teach vs do thine hests O Lord. Vs for thy children hast elected and vs adopted to inherit Thy blisse if thy blisse be respected and seal'd vs with thine holy spirit Thou mad'st vs free by thy sons bloud to th' end thou mayest be glorifi'd In soules and bodies for our good his passion hath vs purified thou freed'st vs to that end we mought serue thee in holy righteousnes Thou gau'st thy sonne and he vs bought from thraldome of our sinfullnes Thou would'st he should for al men die to make him liue in thine elect And they in him to fructifie and with his graces hast them deckt By grace and holy inspiration rebellious nature seek'st to tame With precepts for instruction leau'st vs lawes in thine owne name The readie way of seruing thee and profit to our neighboures bring And louing thee most zealously who art our father Lord and King Though by thy Gospell we be free from lawes of sinne and Punishment Yet rules of life and pietie thou hast prescrib'd and to vs lent Thereby to mannage all our deeds and guide vs least we stepp awry And rightly vse our natures seedes both well to liue and well to die These lawes did'st write in tables two with the pure finger of thine hand Deliuered them Moyses vnto that we thy will might vnderstand The first cóntaineth precepts foure of duties due vnto thy fear◠The second six commandements more of loue we should to neighbours beare The summe and substance of them all and that fulfilleth euery part Is thee to loue on thee to call with all our soule might minde heart To other men especially thine houshold that are firme in faith As to our selues to giue supply with all our helpe as scripture saith But we are weake our case thus stands in this fraile mortall life of ours No man can keepe these thy commaunds but breakes them at all times houres Yet thou thy children oft dost will them selues to comfort hopeingly Ther 's left for them some measure still t' approach to thee acceptablie Namely when they bend their whole strength dayly preuented by thy spirit And stand in hope t' attaine at length what now they want by Christ his merit Walking and dayly going on by stepps thereof to Paradice Praysing and lauding thee alone sighes yet for their infirmities The faithfull know all and beleeue with thee our father mercie is For with thy sonne do'st all thinges giue how can we then of mercy misse Therefore my God now giue to me all that thou giu'st to thine elect Of thine eternall clemencie let not thy spirit my soule reiect Illuminate my knowledge darke Possesse my heart the Lord to loue What 's don amisse Lord doe not marke but let thy spirit my spirit still moue That I most constantly may walke the steps path's of thy iust lawes And of thy goodnes dayly talke with feare and loue and all applause To whom I wholie owe my selfe for thou hast Lord created me And bought me not with worldly pelfe but by thy sonne hast made me free Whence I doe also learne to loue all men in thee and for thy sake Who beare thy image from aboue and my vocation surer make O let me thus thy fauour finde and peace of consience vnderstand Thy blessings and thy mercies kinde to God the work 's of mine ill hand That fil'd with daies I leaue my life rest to inioy with all contents And liue eternally from strife and keepe thy ten Commaundements Finis ¶ An invocation to God humbly praying for remission of sinne WEll spring of bountie God of feare beginning that mak'st all begin With what oblation to appeare appease thy wrath that 's due for sinne I know not blood of Bulles and beast or sweetest incense that doth rise From earth of old they were the least and are not now of any prise O how should I be reconcil'd againe vnto thy louing fauour How long Lord shall I be exil'd from my sweete Lord only Sauiour How long O haue I cal'd to thee to thee in name of thy deere Sonne Yet what I ask'd thou gau'st not mee and what I would is left vndonne I long haue knocked at thy doore of mercy but none entrance finde Sorrowes and troubles more and more increase and vex my soule and minde I dayly waite most wofull mortall before thy seate of clement grace But may not peepe within thy portall nor see thy glorious beautious face I sigh and mourne my teares are seas I sincke vnder the burdnous loade Of sinne and shame and find none ease prouoke me forward with thy word Of castigation I desire to quench thy wrath with flouds of teares Yet still increase thy fearefull fire and so increase my frostie feares By prayers thee to presse who dares except by thy sonnes mediation To seeke thy glory 's all our cares and th' end of earthly mens creation what course should I poor wretch thē take to doe or aske that 's good iust But vnto thee my prayers make and onely in thy sonne put trust Yf that my sinnes shall thee offend then all thy creatures rage storme And all conspire by thy commaund to beate on me poore sillie worme Where shall I be or whether flie from sight of thine all seeing ey ne As Noahs doue on earth am I and cannot looke against thy shine But if thou show thy louing face all creatures on my seruice tend Men beasts and Angels doe me grace to helpe me all their powers doe bend What should I
handes in life and death to him we flee FINIS ¶ The bodie is buried but shall be raised vp againe at the last day PIllor of faith Basis of blisse of true religion sure supporter The pointe of Resurrection is in death it is the chiefe comforter If this doe fall all faith may faile what article doth vs refresh When life and health and strength doth quaile the Resurrection of the flesh Our bones shall blossom as the grasse we shall be raised out of dust The bodie that before time was by power of Christ's spirit rise it must The first fruit's Christ the head is rais'd the members shall the same likewise The Lord God for the same be prais'd we know that we shall also rise If head aboue the water bee how can the body then be drowned We shall arise and Iesus see and with him shall be kingly crowned FINIS ⧠In the pangs of death and in all tribulations the remedies be to be learned in the sufferings of Christ. OF life and death the true director who in his life and his dying Of our misdoing is corrector and into all our actions prying Christ is afflicted for our sake left vs example that we should Follow his stepps and his way take thy Crosse to beare with courage bould Our Sauiour Iesus teacheth thee how can that be say'st thou behold Example if thou punisht bee with sicknes hunger thirst colde With thy selfe reccon and accompt how it cannot compared be with his thornes yea his nailes surmount the greatest payne that paineth thee Art thou restrain'd of thy desire lusts that draw thou know'st not whether Thinke on Christs crosse Gods wrath ire put his tortures all together If prid puffe vp thy mind with motiōs looke on Christ nailed on the Crosse And thinke as bound by due deuotions of our great gaine by his great losse If thou in filthie lust dost burne or any other ill desire Thinke but how Christ his flesh was torne to saue thy soule frō flames of fire With stripes thrust through and all to brokē his drinke was Ezell mixt with Gaule With his last gaspe the earth was shoken who suffered for the sinnes of all If enuy hate reuenge thee grieue thinke with thy selfe how Christ did pray O Father doe them all forgiue for them that tooke his life away FINIS An exhortation to forgiue one an other before we depart out of this world GOd vs commaunded to forgiue saith then we shall be forgiuen Without offence noe man can liue and God his ballance hangeth even He that doth not forgiue his brother will then the Lord his faults remit Noe as he dealeth with another another shall repaire t' is fit And when you kneele to God pray forgiue if you haue any thing Gainst any liuing man that day that Christ may your remission bring And when thy guift thou dost present and on the Aulter sacrifice First with thy brother make consent and him forgiue in any wise When thou to Christ wast enemie and strengthned in great extreames Yet then did he giue remedie and or'e thee spred his mercie beames He gaue to thee his holy spirit to guide and leade thy soule aright And gaue thee heauen there to inherit all ioyes and blisse lay in his sight When thou from him wa' st gon astray he sought thee out did thee finde And finding thee brought thee away vnto his fould he thee resignde Thanke God therefore render praise exalt and laude his holy name Vnto the heauens sing alwaies all men on earth doe ye the same Hence forth my soule walke in his path and erre not from him any more Lesse thou prouoke his heauie wrath and then art worse then wer't before Let not Gods spirit be giuen thee to worke thy condempnation But let thy eye remembred bee for thy soules preseruation Shun thou all wicked company with dooers ill associate not Least thou from faith should'st fall fly and soule body soile and spot But blesse his name who called thee vnto the state of righteousnes And thy sinnes vengance tane hath hee to giue thee heauens happines Blesse thou his blessed holynes his praise let minde heart record And let thy tongue and voyce confesse the gratiousnes of God the Lord. Prostrate thy selfe downe at his feete offer thy seruice with free heart O yeeld God all for t' is most meete since he made sau'd blest each part Who spared not his only Sonne but let him die thy soule to saue To pay and ransome thy faults done and to redeeme thee from the graue So in the prayer of our Lord we doe forgiue that 's done gainst vs As God forgiuenes shall afford our Sauiour Christ doth teach vs thus That is that we forgiue them must who did vs harme in any thinge In thought in word in deede vniust or ought to thine indamaging FINIS ¶ Diuers consolations that the life and time of affliction is short THe cōfort that doth make vs bould is our afflictions transitory Cause wee of Christ doe take sure hould the troubles short endlesse the glory Eye hath not seen eare hath not heard the ioyes that God for his elect In heauen already hath prepar'd through many troubles to effect Light are our troubles temporarie because Christ and his spirit deuine This weight and burthen helpe to carry and strongly vs to them combine We looke not on things seene vaine but on things vnseene cast our eye The soules of Saints for Christ was slaine Christ answeared when they did cry How long a time that they must stay a little while though he doth lower His stay till wrath be ouer past t' is but a minute of an howre Christ calls the time of troubles little but Paule doth say the glories great As in respect of th' earth a little so griefes compar'd to Heauens seate A while saith God I thee forsooke that is short time in misery But there th' eternall mercy tooke that is to heauen felicity FINIS ⧠A consolation for them which suffer for their offences IF men you buffit for ill deedes what praise mongst mē get you therby Corrections from your faults proceedes and therefore take it patiently See none do suffer as an Actor of ill as busie bodies theeues Nor as a wicked male factor for that barrs pitty from your grieues But if please God we suffer must for wicked deedes were done by vs Deseruing punishment most iust may holy be by suffering thus And vnto God t' is no lesse pleasing then suffering of the Innocents God can and will helpe our diseasing we are but as his patients If euill men their faults confesse and noe good course of life omit Belieue in Christ and faith expresse then surely he 'l their faults remit And their deserued punishment and crosses all he 'l lenifie And giue a crowne magnificent to purenesse them he 'l sanctifie The theefe who died for heineous crime hang on the Crosse
time of neede least that I fall into the snare O let thy comfortable loue betimes into my soule distill And let thy spirit like a Doue dwell in my heart and keepe me still Vpon thee onely I depend direct me in the perfect way And guide me to my iourneyes end for thou art my support and stay Good Lord defend me from my foes for vnto thee I fly for ayd Vnder thy wings hide me from those that for my soule their snares haue layd Teach me to doe the thing a-right that may be pleasing to thy minde And amiable in thy sight that I thy fauour still may finde Thou art my God and onely guide which dost protect me with thy hand O let thy spirit with me a-bide and lead me to the holy land For thy names sake Lord quicken me and for thy righteousnes I craue O set my soule from troubles free and let it neuer see the graue And for thy goodnes sake destroy mine enemies that me pursue And to my soule would worke annoy O Lord confound that damned crew I am thy seruant O my God Deare Father guide me with thy rod. FINIS ¶ A Mistery to be noted and followed of those that are parting out of this life IN the departure of the Lord of mortall bodies vitall breath Their liues a misterie worth record which he did shew vs heere on earth Who doth prepare to die each houre must follow Christ our Sauiour For he the night before he died did single out himselfe alone Disciples all he set aside and to his Father makes his moane His mother deere he leaues with Iohn to comfort her when he is gon So Christians all when they goe hence must cast of care of worldes respect Setling their house with prouidence and then all earthly care neglect Leauing all thoughts of common wealth which too much mens affections steale Commending wife and children all to Gods protecting will Diuine Himselfe to God Coelestiall betakes from world to Gods designe Forsaking friends and kinsfolkes heere exempts his heart from care and feare He must then secret be alone who will with high Iehouah walke Distilling teares with prayers moane and seruent sighes with God to take His soule and spirit let him commend to heauenly ioyes deuoid of end At time of death Christ watch't and prai'd with earnest zeale and seruencie In Oliue Mount all Night he stay'd a place for heauenly secrecie He there thrice his disciples warnes to watch and pray gainst tempters harmes Euen so all they must watch and pray with sighes and groanes for former sinnes That from this life depart away against temptations Sathans gins Exhorting all to liue to die to Faith sure Hope and Charity Christ bow'd his knees t' was not enough he fell downe flat vpon his face His cryes the heauens pierced through to God for ayde and heauenly grace He twice retir'd to feruent praier with ardent Zeale in open ayre He bends his knees with humblenes who himselfe commits to Gods dispose He falleth flat with lowlines that takes the loue for his repose And wholy doth himselfe deny fixing his faith in God on high As Adam first in paradise had seemely corps without array So Christ from Earth on Crosse doth rise his naked selfe doth them display As Brasen Serpent was erect so he 's lift vp for his elect Euen so that soule that Heauen aspir's from earths affections must ascend Mounting with heart and his desires to heauenly life that hath no end Himselfe to th' world must crucifie nayl'd with faith hope and charity This Champion there must combate make with Dragon fierce mans enemy Till he turne backe the victory leauing the Lambe tue victory Then victour shall enioy the nest of highest heauens and be possest FINIS ¶ Short Meditations or Iaculatorie prayers to be had in memorie vppon seuerall occasions When any sodaine feare assayleth thee pray BE vnto me O Lord a Tower of strength against my mortall foe O guard and ward me with thy power which way soeuer I shall goe Then shall my heart and soule reioyce in God my Lord with cheerefull voice ¶ If an ill Suspicion ouertake thee CReate O Lord my heart anewe regenerate my spirit within Suspicious thoughts which me pursue expell and purge me from my sinne Still let thine Angels me conduct and with thy spirit my soule instruct ¶ If vndesent sadnes perplex thee LEt thy saluation be my ioy confirme me with thy spirit of grace Let sadnes not my soule annoy for pensiue thoughts too much take place Oh let my comforts still reside in Christ who for my sinnes hath dy'de ¶ If vaine-glory seduce thee NOt vnto vs but to thy name all honour Lord we attribute For thou alone deseru'st the same what can we to our selues impute Oh Lord thou knowest we are but dust yet we presume in thee to trust ¶ If despaire molest thee THou art my hope euen from my youth from my Mothers wombe my guide Why should I then despaire in truth but in thy mercies euer bide For thou O Lord wilt still protect with consolation thine elect ¶ If thou be afflicted in minde HElpe me and I shall then be safe and I will meditate alwaies Vpholde me with thy strongest Staffe that I may euer sing thee praise Thy wonted loue Lord let me finde to comfort mine afflicted minde ¶ If Slouth assaile thee LOrd with thy powre my soule excite come and confirme me in thy way That in thy lawes I may delight and from thy statuts neuer stray Rouse and reuiue my drowsie spirit that ioyes with thee I may inherit ¶ If wrath disturbe thee OH giue me patience Lord and peace least y◠my soule should lose her crowne O let thy loue to me increase and powre thy grace and mercy downe For thou hast said in thy behest in patience be your soules possest ¶ If desire of honour or promotion tempt thee LOrd vnto thee my heart incline from greedie gaine my thoughts withdrawe From vanitie direct mine eyne and rectifie me in thy lawe For in thee doth all honour rest it comes not from the East nor West ¶ If Gluttonie solicit thee THy Kingdome is not drinke nor meate but ioy and peace in heauen aboue T' is not the flesh which we doe eate can profit vs without thy loue Then with thy grace my spirit cherish for that 's the foode which cannot perish ¶ If any blessing of God happen to thee VVHat shall I render to my Lord for all his blessings powr'd on me My heart and soule with one accord shall laud and praise thy maiestie All Blessings doe from thee descend blest be thy name world without end ¶ In any grieuous persecutions IVdge them oh Lord which me pursue and ouer-throw my foes in fight And with thy sword confound that crewe which prosecut me with despight Oh be thou still my guard and guide defending me on euery
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
holy land And faine would haue since thus thransported hether All sorts and sects associate me thether But all alas woe worth doe me disdaine one my Palmers weed with scorn complaine Vp-brayding me that I sometime of yore Triumphant vertues vestures viuely wore which thogh those lines a prisners pace do walk Which whilom did in Courtly measure stalke To open view now they expose their faults Though like a weakling that on crowches haults The fading flower of those youthfull times Now rest of power bewailes her ruthful crimes And ruminating on a sea of sinne Bewraies without what her betrayes within Then with my Poems plaine wreck't dispence Deuour'd in zeale is oft distrac't in sence Let not the rashnes of demolish't Time Explode my harshnes and vnpolisht rime Nor shun me now though I like lowly Ioh This leprous Corps of sin with raggs enrobe But sit by me read me and turne me o're And with thine vngments gently salue my sore within this Port wee 'le Anchour safe frō rockes Frō swelling billowes rageing gusts shockes Til Thetis Halcion Neptunes storke doth haile Then shall our Gallion spread a loftier saile And frō outragious stormes tempests stand For safe arriuall in the holy land ¶ Idillion in eximii Millitis Leightonis laudem THese dulcid layes which heere thy Muse doth sing sound most melodious to the heauenly King Thy zealous Emulation heere aspires To Parallel thy selfe in Angels quires If such ambition from thy Muse can glide Be more ambitious t' is a heauenly pride Still with this Emulation thee inuest For t' is a habit that becomes thee best And as thy selfe thy selfe dost most controule Seeming afflicted with a wounded soule Know for thy comfort thus Iehouah cries Offer to me a liuing sacrifice Thē these Oblations are more pleasing notes Then flesh of Bulls many thousand goates To him that saith in his Diuine behest Giue me thy heart then shalt thou please me best Better then he who all at once exhausts Chiliads of Hecatombs and Holocausts Nor weigh's he Psalmes composures prickt by art Till first the Psalmists soule be prickt in heart Thē yeeld thy simphonies which best accord With Dauids harmonies that pleas'd the Lord As when the women sung this sweet Idillion Saule slew his 1000. Dauid slew his million Hould on thy course and be assur'd at last Heauens will raise thee some Encomiast That like Apollo's Pean shall disperse The sacred diapason of thy verse In spight of Zeallesse Zoylus all abroad And make proud Momus chaunt his palinode Ed. Cooke ¶ In laudem authoris presentes operis sui Antonii dyat Arm. All euill deedes in darkenes doe delight the perfect good surmoūts the Sun shine bright The cardinall vertues yeald to thē their right Doe vertues lead that are Diuine in sight The former frame to honesty of life The latter are to soules saluation rife The former hath our author lately showne In Goulden verse and matter choycly apt The Latter leading vnto heauenly throwne Will be applauded as the onely that Doth ioyes angelicall and eternall blisse By sweete repenting bring from darke abisse Names do the Nature of the man declare Leighton our authors name from true light floweth To blisse the way to show he doth not spare His name eternal therefore each man knoweth God graunt the soyle where these good seedes do fall may bring forth fruit to rid the soule from thrall ¶ Vnto the troubles and sorrowes of the worthy Knight Sir William Leighton CHrists yoake is sweet see how it workes the Heart with steam's of sigh's with throw's of suppcation Say Well-i am whē griefes Leight-on my part soul's are sublim'd in fire of tribulation No meruaile Marble weepes on gloomy day Since griefe yeeldes Hunny dewes griefe to allay Io. Layfeilde To the Right Worshipfull Sir William Leighton Knight his endeared friend and kinsman concerning his diuine Lamentations EVē as some curious Image wrought in gold is a rich obiect stately to behold And we not only doe the wealth desire But doe asmuch the workmanship admire Yet if it turn'd be to a vse prophane What men did loue as soone they loath the same For all the cost and curious Art bestow'd Is counted base if worship to 't be show'd So stately posey oft is put in vse To sing laciueously her owne abuse And being rich and curious often times Is wrongd with base foule vnchristian rimes Then Poets all this heauenly verse come view Which bringes sweet Art and ripe conceipts to And doth thereby your Poetrie refine And teach it how for to become deuine you A second Dauid here soules health doth sing And thereby honor doth to Poets bring Here is no forged tale of loue or lust To sot the simple and deceiue the most No ticeing baud or foule abusing scoule No Art of loue but Phisicke for thy soule He that the Cardnall vertues late did bring For to vse conference with our mightie King Now likewise bringes a liuely verse to winne Faith vnto all that all may hate their sinne The flintie eye this worthy Knight doth moue To shed salt teares fore-wronging him aboue And as himselfe so is his verse likewise Most Deuine Noble Ciuill good and wise Then let no blasting tongue abuse the tree That beareth fruite to saue thy soule thee Ar. Hopton MVsicke is then Diuine and not but then when words notes in aptnes do concord Composed so by zealous cunning men as words notes both praise the heauenly Lord Such Musique is Diuine none but such be conceit cunning ne'reso much And such is worthy Leightons true intention whose heauēbred Muse Musiqu do conspire Both to Demonstrate his Diuine inuention and to Illustrate his most iust desire Oh let not then his patterne be neglected who hath Gods praise by Notes to him directed Luke Iones I Inlaudem Authoris THis is the second time thou hast appear'd in publick print wel willing worthy knight First thy Tryumphant vertue highly rear'd thy fame aboue our Moderne Poets flight For why those lines in serious wise I write do with such generall learning richly shine As if some blessed or Caelesticall spright possessed had that heart and soule of thine But in this second worke much more Diuiue thy Lamentations woefully cōposed thou dost thy thoughts in such low verse combine as wondrous skill thou hast in thē disclosed That mē may see thou canst write high or low in both so well as none thy worth can show Iohn Lepton THE TEARES OR LAMENTAtions of a Sorrowfull Soule A prayer vnto Almightie God to preuent prepare and dispose our hearts rightly vnto prayer Lord teach me how to pray Luke 11. 1. Verse O Louing God and Father deere I humbly thee beseech pray For Iesus sake my prayers heare and harken what my soule shall say My heart thoughts Lord sanctifie thine holy spirit inspire within mee Mee from corruptions mundifie and let thy louing mercies win me Oh let me
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
striue to speake these words vtter helpe me opprest hide not thy face Though father that did me begett my mother that frō wombe me bare And all my frindes forsake me yet thou Lord of me tak'st charge care O Lord thou wilt me not forsake for so ha'st promis'd in thy word In all distresse noe feare I 'le take but fourthwith fly to thee O Lord. Thou giu'st not like our earthly Sires nor wants suppli'st like carnall friends That would but cannot our desires performe in deedes as heart pretends Hopeles I should downe faint fall did I not in thee surely trust That holdeth noe respect at all but vnto those whom Christ makes iust And thou accept'st not vaine glorie as worldings do nor thinges eternall Thou look'st not to thinges transitory but to the thinges that are internall A lowly and obedient heart a troubled spirit thou do'st elect Of poore opprest thou tak'st the part proud men downe thou do'st deiect frame thou therefore my inward zeale that outward busines me deceiue not Of comforts which thou dost reueale to thine and me of ioyes bereaue not When at thy mercy gate I knocke do not as rich men vse the poore That gain'st them fast the gates do locke but quickly Lord set ope the dore Let not my miseries depriue my spirits of ioy or soules comfort Let noe vaine thinges ill men deuise drawe me to be of their consort make strong my faith hope lord giue me and I 'le take hould of thy protection Be my defence and panoplie and guide me safe to thy election Thou hast O Lord my troubles seene Hast knowne my soule in bitternes Thou hast mine helpe succour beene O helpe me now in my distresse In mercies thou hast mightily sau'd me from perills infinite My life consumes mine heart doth die my yeares do waste my daie is night the day telles day the night the morrow the base reproach of my disaster Yea friendes foes add griefe to sorrow each base mate doth me or'e-maister I am now at the point to pine O let it be thy blessed pleasure To ease my griefe for I am thine my paines asswage lord in some measure For thou my paines ha'st measured and all that 's good for those that feare Lord thou in store hast treasured to me Lord let the same appeare In sight of those that are my foes that thinke there is noe period Of all my tortures paine and woes graunt this for Christ his sake O God ⧠The fift Lamentation in distresse ¶ Wherein the distressed prayeth God to keepe him from dispaire howsoeuer men goe about to make him afraide IN thee O Lord I put my trust and yet there are which dayly say There is no helpe for me vniust but Lord thy word cannot decay Thou art my God how can they then proue that thou wilt none helpe me send I am brought lowe in sight of men there 's none will helpe or comfort lend My basket and my store is spent they say it was by thee accurst Thou did'st it take that had'st it sent but they take all thinges at the worst At me they gape at me they wonder as at a monster seldome seene On all their works and words I ponder What I now am what haue I beene I faint at nought thou know'st my smart th' art my Father do'st me foster what words or workes can daunt my hart I am in thee become a boaster Thiese men thy might power disable or else thy loue to man diminish Or else they thinke thou art vnstable or do'st begin and wilt not finish Or that the poore wilt not support nor helpe thee needy in distresse But as thou know'st what they report so make them feele their wickednes But I do know thou failest neuer them that in thee their trust repose If they be constant and perseuer all things are for the best to those Thou art in deed a iealous God and first thy children thou dost monish Thou bear'st with loue beat'st with rod if they mend not wilt further pūnish Yet cal'st thy chosen children backe by gentle stroakes from running riot And sufferst them to suffer lacke and do'st prescribe to them their diet We may condignely then deride the iudgments of such foolish men That vnto thee Lord wilt prescribe the measure what the time when Such fleshly men by wealth woe censure thy loue or thy displeasure As natures friend or graces foe by humaine reason all things measure They thinke thou lou'st whom thou feed'st fatt with plentie pleasures worldly riches And that all others thou do'st hate thiese world flesh deuils bewiches And great is this temptation vnlesse our natures thou assist Infeebled with affliction whose helpe doth rest in Iesus Christ When thou therefore do'st me correct with one hand hould me with the other Let faith in thee make thee accept me for thy sonne by Christ my brother Lay not vpon me greater loade then I poore wretch can well indure If I do sincke stay my aboad and if I fall then keepe me sure thou know'st lord whereof I am made I am a silly simple man A worme a flea a puffe a shade that no good doe nor no good can Try by the crosse true to the crowne that we may proue by wants losses But to dispaire pull me not downe but vnto comforts turne my crosses I am not able beare thy yoake least Christ thy son doth with me draw I am not able fend thy stroake lesse he O Lord doth beare the blow Lord with thy mercies compasse me protection draw out of dispaire O let me thy saluation see and all things fit obtaine by pray'r Thou showest mercy to thee meeke that trust in thee in all mens sight Thy children shall finde that they seeke thou shalt to sunshine turne their night a place whēce worldlings are excluded and all that hellish rable rout though here on earth they haue intruded to roote Gods faithfull children out And such as haue with hate pursu'de and trusted in the arme of flesh And would their hands in blood imbru'd shall say in iudgement they were rash god 's on my sid who cā or'ethrow me Christ pleades my cause cā god refuse me As iust in Christ the Lord doth know me he doth acquite who can accuse me Wee thought that this mans life was madnes then shall the wicked worldlings say But see his words are turn'd to gladnes whom we haue deem'd a cast away his hād hath wrought that he would haue yea I my selfe shall say I er'd That thought poore wretch would'st not me saue because my ioyes were then defer'd I thought my cries thou would'st not heare when I thee sought thy selfe did'st hide When I complaind thou cam'st not neare I would no time and place thee tide But now I knowledge and confesse thy wisdome great in humbling me Thy loue sustain'd me in distresse thy prouidence
our soules doth poast It is ordayned and decree'd that all men by necessitie Through that first Adams sinfull deede are subiect made the death to die To dye for sinne t' is due for sinne to dye in sinne a heauy case To dye to sinne is to beginne to leaue to sinne and liue to grace The death in sinne without repenting in affect effect and aspecting In thinking doing and frequenting and offred grace of God reiecting I wretched wofull execrable haue plague of God by sinne for sinne Of miseries most miserable to them that liue and die therein But he that dies before he dies when he is dead he is not dead But oldeage dies and he shall rise with glory from the graue his bed And he that 's toucht with conscience pricke whose sence of sin is sharpe quicke That man is sicke ere he is sicke and when he 's sicke he is not sicke I looke poore wretch on mine estate and others monish by mine harmes That was neere death but now of late by sinne inchaunted by her charmes Had I not dyed sure I had di'de oh happie Phenix liuing death Still let my flesh be mortified let my sp'rit breath by thy spirits breath Sweete Iesu thou didst die for me and in thy death with thee I di'de Oh liue in me and J in thee shall liue and euermore abide And wormes meate thou durt clay slime thy body kill thy soule to saue Quaile vild affections whil'st hast time that life by death through grace mai'st haue Shake hands with sinnes all offences and learne to dye before thou dye When bid'st adue vnto thy sences then shalt thou liue eternally The Cause of death THe cause of death is wicked sinne for out of sin our death did flowe From thence our plagues did all begin cut of this tree our ills did grow Hunger fire death and all created were for punishment And laid on man for Adams fall and was the cause of our torment God said to Adam Scripture saith what houre soeuer thou shalt eate Thou shalt be sure to die the death god made not death but death did threat Through enuy malice of the diuell into the world came this estate Sinnes entred with all actions euill by Adams fault not by our fate Two sortes of death frō death by sin proceed as effects from their cause The death of Nature doth begin death of grace next by Gods lawes ¶ Death of two sorts BY which we are made slaues for euer in darknes called death eternall From worme of conscience freed neuer depriu'd of all the ioyes supernall As by example euident two sorts of death approued well The Glutton rich being dead was sent his body buried quicke in hell And Lazarus poore beggar dead to Abrahams bosome caried is With Angells wings with glory spread where is true ioye and comforts blisse The one hath heauen the other hell the one hath blisse the other bale The one in heauen still must d well and th' other Diuells pull and hale He died with his conscience euill in death he saw his wickednes And his dampnations with the diuell as holy Scriptures doe expresse To the elect and faithful THis is the consolation great of the that in their death-beds lie Their mindes fly vp to th mercy seate and there for mercy loudly cry By Christ which death abollished and sinne that 's clensed by his bloud Whose merits pardon purchased for all our sinnes and death withstood To vs his goodnes is imputed to him the sinnes that we committed And we for righteous are reputed and all our sinnes they are remitted For he alone by death hath bought vs from power and paine of deuill hell merly he through loue hath brought vs with him in heauen to raigne d well That no afflictions giue vs griefe that Sathan should vs not destroy And giu'th to vs eternall life and filth our hearts with heauenly ioy He made vs free-men heires to God which captiue bondslaues were to hell Beate Sathan downe with iron Rod to place where dampned diuels dwell Eternall death could not preuaile gain'st him nor ouer him haue power christ strēgthned those whō sin did quaile his might the mighty did deuoure O're death o're sinne hidious hell he gaue vs life and victory T'all those that keepe his precepts well and them installes in endles glory For as by Adam all men dy'd for sinne and by iniquity In Christ shall all men be reuiu'd to liue with him eternally FINI Si ⧠Although the body die yet they shall liue THe Godly and iust people haue most cōfort though with paine griefe They suffer death lie in graue and seeme for saken sanz reliefe They are as sheep which men ordaine to death and slaughter to be put As silly guiltles Lambes are slaine when Butchers knife their throates doe cut For we which liue shall giuen bee to death for Iesus Christ his sake If they doe not dispaire in thee noe feare of death can cause thē quake But rest assured they shall passe through death to life eternally Who aske for mercy and for grace and vnto God for faith doe cry They suffer both his hand and Rod and when he strikes are patient They put their hope and trust in God who comforts thē with hearts content Their death is good of great price they also know through Christ his passiō Death 's ouer come in wond'rous wise and soe receaue they consolation If any touch't in latest paines of dierfull death this faith hould fast In mid'st of death his life attaines and shall haue lasting life at last The Christians surely doe belieue that whē they seeme to be most dead That then they most of all doe liue and soe with ioy lift vp their head FINIS The death of the Godly is a sleepe CHrist calls the death of godly men a sleep his owne a death why The Souldiers speare was made a Pen his bloud the Inke to write thereby Quietus est for Christians all and then the same to vs was sealed A sleepe he iustly may it call cause by his stripes our wounds were healed His was a death cause death was due in him died all he di'd for all Gods Iustice vs to death doth sue he pay'd it and repair'd the fall that we moight sleep he suffer'd pains that we mought laugh he oft did weepe His was the losse ours was the gaines thus did he change Death to a sleepe FINIS To whom they that die ought to commit their Spirit TO Christ did Stephen yeald vp his spirit for hee 's the way the truth life He purchast life by death and merrit the husbandes he the Church his wife He is that Noah his Church the doue that houldes his hand for to receaue vs He bids vs come to imbrace his loue we fly to him when all deceaue vs. The heauens earth the Lord commaundes to him all Creatures runne but wee None can vs take out of his
side ¶ When thou seest thou art forsaken of God LOrd why doest thou depart away and turn'st thy face out of my sight Oh let thy comfort with me stay for now O Lord it waxeth night O let my soule not be dismaide to the O Lord I cry for ayde ¶ Against Detractours SAue me O Lord for righteous men and truth begin to faile There is no truth in tongue nor pen detractions now so much preuaile Confound the tongue and lipps of those who to deceipt themselues dispose ¶ For our enemies LAy not their sinne vnto their charge alas they know not what they doe But of thy mercies them inlarge free them from sinne and Sathan too Open their eies that they may see and so repent their iniurie ¶ If Corrupt flesh prouoke thee LOrd pearce my flesh with thy true feare subdue my wicked vilde desire I know thy iudgements are seuere in me Lord quench lusts burning fire Which sinne God graunt all may abhore which is the cause of many more ¶ If labour tyre thee BEhold Lord my humillity and eke my labour doe respect Forgiue my faults continually wherein my duty I neglect Let neither time nor labour tyre my thoughts to serue thee with desire FINIS ¶ The penitent prayeth for the Testimonie of a good Conscience LOoke down O Lord on me poore man In thee I liue I moue and am O cleare my soule and conscience That I in thee my peace may finde Rest to my heart ioy to my minde freed my sinne and mine offence Let me not stretch my conscience But trust vnto thy prouidence nor by deceipt or guile get gaine Ill gotten goods let me restore And of mine owne giue to the poore as thou my portion shalt maintaine From conscience that shall erre amisse Out of the way of heaueuly blisse and hath not warrant from thy word From all the pathes Hereticall From all the waies Scismaticall Restraine refraine my feete O Lord. From conscience strict and full of nicenesse And ouer curious much precizenesse represse mine heart my soule and minde And with traditions new inuented That are not with thy word indented let not my actions be inclinde A wounded conscience who can beare T is full of horror dread and feare it is an endles perturbation A witnes torture Iudge and Gaile It makes our faith and hope to faile and lead'th to desperation A conscience wicked and peruerse That none but great sinnes can it pearse and mightie mountaines mole-hills makes It hindreth our Saluation It furthereth Obduration and sence of sinne it from vs takes Of each good guift Lord thou art giuer From all ill conscience me deliuer and euer and euermore preserue me Then I in quietnes and rest As one of thine whom thou hast blest for euer euermore will serue thee FINIS ¶ A heauenly Himme of the ioyes Celestiall O Lord that art my propugnacle I looke vnto thy Tabernacle where doth thy wondrous glory dwell By th' eye of faith I doe beholde Such ioyes as noe tongue can vnfolde scarse holy Angells can it tell I see the downefall of my foes The glory of thy Saints and those sweete quiers of Angells shning bright Me thinkes I see thy Maiestie Thine honour and high dignitie allclad in Radient beames of light O how I long for to imbrace The benigne kindnes of thy grace that reall rich possession Which thou by Charter of thy word Dost giue to them that feare the Lord and thereof make prosession I meane that high Ierusalem The Cittie dwelling for all them that shall in endles glory raigne The Cittie of that holy one Hath Walls vprear'd of pretious stone of Pearle the gates there 's nothing vaine The Temple thou the Lambe the light Noe Sunne by day nor Moone by night neede there to shine there is no iarre But all is peace all well there do Yet subiect vassalls there vnto all Monarks Kings and Princes are Possessions none impeachment haue Lordshipps noe care noe worldly slaue can take away my right from me Loue without iealousie is there Ther 's noe distraction ther 's noe feare ther 's noe corrupted state can be Good shall we be not persecuted Noble and not as proud reputed rich and not rob'd nor flattered For to enioy we shal be sured For to retaiue we are secured Heauens walls cannot be battered Take thou the troubles Lord from mine heart To me these ioyes of ioyes impart and me vnto this Cittie bring That I with all hearts enargies In heauens most blessed hierarchies may Alleluia to thee sing FINIS ¶ A prayer for a good Conscience TO him I le sing my songs and himmes That rideth on the Cherubimes and heauens doth like a Courtaine spread My Madrigalls and roundelayes Shall be my makers name to praise whose mercie doth vphold my head I lust not drinke of Hellicon To Poets that I leaue alone they climbe that high Parnasous mountaine I will assend to Sions hill I long haue longd to drinke my fill of blessed Israells sacred fountaine Faith hope and loue shal be my proppes In steede of Aganipes droppes on me God powre down showers of graces His holy word and spirit Diuine In stead of all the Muses nine my heart my soule and minde imbraces I seeke not grace from graces three But begge grace of the Trinity early at Morne at Noone and Night I scorne a Sycophants applaudings I hate a flatterers base collaudings I way not blacke mouth'd Momus spight Great God that know'st each secret part To thee I offer hand and heart and waite to doe thy gratious will And thee beseech for Christ his sake My meaning well for deed to take my heart for Art cunning skill How wise and good is God by this Each man may see that euery misse in vs and euery thought and word Both good and bad by conscience And power of his spirit influence is Regestered and of Record Iut all our actions hit doth pry Accust'h or excust'h by and by and as a thousand witnesses Will speake before the iudge the truth Of all thinges done in age and youth of iustice and all wickednesse If conscience to Hell doth runne The same to vs shall sure be done we shall goe to for company What thousands say we neede not care Doe what they will doe what they dare if conscience doe not test fie A conscience good doth make vs blest T' is chearefull a continewall feast a Paradice of passing pleasure The Temple of the holy Ghost This makes the blessed Martyres boast and is the Christian treasure A conscience good let 's striue to keepe For though some-times it seemes to sleepe at iudgement t' will awake And in a booke all shall lie open Before the iudge what 's done or spoken when we accompt must make FINIS ¶ The penitent proueth that sinne is not of God but of the diuell and our selues CVrious discourse religious rod Sinnes not in God then not from God what 's not from him is not his deede
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
whō God sent hether When thou the serpents head had'st broken The heauens Kingdomes gate set'st open for true belieuers to come thether Thou sit'st on Gods right holy hand Thy fathers will dost vnderstand whence thou shalt come our iudge to be Wee therefore thy poore seruants pray Thy sucker ayde and helpe that day whose pretious Bloud redeem'd vs free Let them with saints be numbered In endles glory comforted thy people Lord keepe saue and stay Blesse saue thine owne inheritage Lift vp their hearts from age to age we magnifie thee day by day Wee worship thee world without end This day from sinne Lord vs defend haue mercy mercy on vs Lord Lord let thy mercy on vs light Our trust is on thee day and night we trust in thee with one accord O Lord I put my trust in thee Let neuer me confounded bee all glory to the Trinitie To God the Father and the sonne And Holy Ghost all praise be done for euer and euer eternally FINIS ⧠Adams fall INiurious Adam in thy selfe accurst cease to cōplaine of God natures thrall Since he that made man good left him at first a power to stand and yet a will to fall fetch not thy fault frō heauens determinatiō but blame thy mind to weake insufficient Sinne is no being but a meere priuation and hath no cause efficient but deficient For such is his respect that all things moueth that all thinges hold there motion condition Error he neyther liketh nor approueth but suffreth onely by a iust permission Soe hast thou Adam in thy wish rebelling Thy faults not fates nor ought there else compelling FINIS The Table 1 A Prayer vnto Almighty God to preuent prepare and dispose our hearts rightly vnto prayer fol. 1. 2. 2 A generall confession of sinnes fol. 3. 3 A Morning Meditation fol. 4. 5. 6 7. 8. 4 An Euening Meditation fol. 9. 10. 11. 12. 5 A Nosegay gathered in the holy Paradice fol. 13. 14. 15. 16. 6 A particuler confession of a sorrowfull sinner fol 17. 18. 19. 20. 7 An heauenly Hymne touching the natiuitie of our Lord Sauiour Iesus Christ. fol. 21. 22 8 A prayer in sicknes fol. 22. 23. 24. 25. 9 Precepts of duties fol. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. 10 An inuocation to God humbly praying for remission of sinne fol. 31. 32. 33. 34. 11 A Godly Meditation wherein the distressed sheweth that he is vnfeinedly grieued that he hath offended God fol. 35. 36 37. 12 The second part of the same Meditation fol. 38. 39. 40. 13 A prayer wherein the distressed humbly confesseth his sinnes c. fol. 41. 42. 14 The repentant complaineth of his horred and grieuous sinnes c. fol. 43 44. 15 The repentant flyeth vnto the mercies of God in Christ c. fol. 44. 45. 46. 16 The poore Suppliant visited with great sicknes c. fol. 47. 48. 17 A feruent prayer vnto God that the repentant may find fauour in Christ c. fol. 49 50 18 The 1. 2. 3. and 4. parts of the first Lamentation in distres fol. 50. 51. 52. 53. 54. 55. 56. 57. 58. 19 The 1. 2. 3. and 4. parts of the second Lamentation in distresse fol. 59. 60. 61. 62. 63. 64. 65. 66. 67. 68. 69. 20 A thankesgiuing to God with magnifiing of his holy name c. fol. 70 21 The 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. and 7. Lamentation in distresse fol. 71. 72. 73. 74. 75. 76. 77. 78. 79. 80. 81. 82. 83. 84. 85. 86. 87. 88. 89 90. 91. 92. 93. 94. 95. 96. 97. 98. 99. 22 The 1. 2. 3. 4. and 5. parts of the 8. Lamentation in distresse fol. 100. 101. 102. 103. 104. 105. 106. 107. 23 The 1. 2. 3 4. and 5. parts of the 9. Lamentation in distresse fol. 108. 109. 110. 111. 112. 113. 114. 115. 116. 117. 24 A Petition to God the Father fol. 118. 25 Another to God the Sonne fol. 119. 26 Another to God the holy Ghost fol. 119. 120 27 Diuers consolations shewing that the life and time of affliction is short fol. 120. 121. 28. Of death fol. 122. 123. 124. 125. 29 The cause of death fol. 125. 126. 30 Death of 2. sorts fol. 126. 127. 128. 31 Although the body dye yet they shall liue fol. 129. 130. 32 The death of the Godly is but a sleepe fol. 131. 33 To whom those that die ought to commit their spirit fol. 132. 34 How the body is buried but shal be raised vp againe at the last day fol. 133. 35 Remedies to be learned in the suffrings of Christ c. fol. 134. 135. 36 An exhortation to forgiue one another c. fol. 136. 137. 138. 37 Diuers consolations shewing that the life and time of affliction is short fol. 139. 140 38 A consolation for them that suffer for their offences fol. 141. 142. 39 A disputation betweene the Diuell and vs fol. 143. 144. 145. 146. 147. 148. 149. 150. 40 How the poore and distressed soule being loaden with the burthen of sinne feruently prayeth c. fol. 151. 152. 41 Seauen Psalmes of repentance commonly called Penitenciall Psalmes fol. 153. 154. 155. 156. 157. 158. 159. 160. 161. 162. 163. 164. 165. 42 A Mistery to be noted of all those that are parting out of this life fol. 166. 167 168 43 Certaine short Meditations or Iaculatorie prayers c. fol. 169. 170. 171. 172. 173. 174. 175. 176. 177. 178. 179. 180. 44 A prayer for a good conscience a prayer against temptations fol. 181 182. 183. 184. 185. 186. 45 An exhortation to praise God fol. 187. 188 46 Adams fall fol. 189. FINIS Psa. 51. 2. Luke 51. 9. Mat. 7. 7. 21. 22. 11. 24. Iohn 14. 13 I am 1. 5. 4 Mat. 6. 13 Luke 11. 4 22. 4. 1. Peet 5. 5. 8. Iohn 3. 5. 6. 7. Eph. 5. 16. Collo 4. 5. Iohn 20. 27. 28. Iam. 5. 16. 17. Eph. 2. 8. 9. Iohn 1. 17 Mat. 15. 24. Luke 15. 14. 1. Peet 2. 27. 1. Iohn 1. 9. 5. Iam. 5. 16. Psal. 3. 5. Psal. 90. 20 Psal. 5. 3 Psa. 59. 16. Psal. 92. 2. Luke 18. 10. 11. Luke 18. 12. 13. Prou. 15. 4. Psa. 138. 7. Psal. 93. 16 Psal. 126 2 1. Kings 17. 6. Dan. 24. 33 1 Corr. 10. Collo 3. 17 Psal. 6. 3. 11. Psal. 50. 10. Psa. 33. 20. Psa. 120. 4. Psal. 2. 9. Reue. 12. 9. Reue. 20. 2. Mat. 3. 8. Psal. 51. Ro. 7. 24. Gala. 5. 6. 17. Psal. 16. 8. Iam. 1. 3. Psa. 13. Psal. 89. 17. Psal. 1. 3. 4. 5. Osa 11. 4. Canti 1. Psal. 3. 5. Ephe. 5. 14. Psal. 89. 5. Psal 108. 16. 106. 12. Psal. 51. Psal. 9. 12. 1. Thes. 5. 7 Psal. 16. 8. Psal. 56. 2. Mat. 5. 13. Iohn 11. 11 Psal. 120. 4 Psal. 18. 2. Psal. 3. 5. Psal. 1019. 112. 1. Peeter 5 8. Reue. 7. 17 Ph. 4. 9. Iohn 17. 3. Ier. 11. 20. Ier. 17. 10. Luke 18. 13 Psal. 6. 3. Psal. 24. 5. 9 10. 26. 11. Verse Mat. 11. 50.
If I by chaunce a foile might haue they would exalt with ioyfull cries With deadly plagues I am beset and heauy thoughts in me doe stay My horrid sinnes I le nere forget but mourne for them both night and day My cruell foes are great in strength and they in number doe exceed Therefore O Lord ayde me at length and succour me in time of neede ⧠Psalme 51. LOrd of thy mercies multitude and goodnes great I doe implore My hainous sinnes from me exclude and sanctifie me euermore Wash me cleane from my wickednesse and purge me from my sinfull crimes That I may neuer more transgresse but glorifie thy name all times For I acknowledge all my faults my sinnes are euer in mine eyne Defend me still in all assaults thou know'st O Lord my soule is thine Gainst thee alone was mine offence my sinnes lay open to thy view Therefore the Lord's Omnipotence if I were cast is iust and trew Behould I first was form'd in sinne and from my mother so was borne And so poore soule continue in yet let me neuer be forlorne But loe the truth thou do'st require from the interiour parts of mine And then my soule thou shalt inspire with prudence secret and Diuine Purge me with Hisop then I know although my sinnes are wondrous blacke I shall be whiter then the Snow no brightnes then my soule can lacke O Lord into my wounded heart send downe thy spirits ioyfull voice That my brus'd bones in euery part which thou hast broken may reioyce From mine offences turne thy face and Purge me from mine euill deeds Increase in me thy spirit of grace from whence new birth of heart proceeds Let me not from thy presens part take not thy holy spirit from me But be a comfort to my heart still with me let thy spirit be And then the man that doth transgresse I shall reclaime from wicked waies O free me from bloud guiltienesse that I may sing thy rightfull praise O Lord doe thou my lips vnfould that open'd mouth may offer praise Which is the sacrifice of ould gratefull to thee in all my daies A contrite heart thou dost require for a sweete smelling sacrifice A broken spirit is thy desire which at no time thou wilt despise Be gratious Lord to Sions hill and Salems wales build and repaire Then Caâ—ues and Lambes we 'le offer still vpon thine Alter fat and faire FINIS ¶ Psalmes 102. O Heare my prayers Lord and let my mournefull moanes to thee assend Hide not thy face nor me forget in time of trouble me defend Encline thine eares vnto my call heare me O God and that right soone Support me euer least I fall both Morning Euening Night Noone My daies like smoake consume away my bones are burnt my heart is dead And withered like grasse or hay that I forget to eat my bread My flesh will scarce cleaue to my boanes I am become so weake a man And worne away with grieuous groanes like to some Owle or Pellican In watching I haue spent the night and like a sparrow all alone That on some houses top doth light disconsolate I made my moane All the day long I am reuil'd by those which are against me sworne And lead a life like one exil'd and of his country quite forlorne For I like bread did ashes eate and powred teares into my cup. Cause in thy wrath and anger great thou threw'st me downe took'st me vp My daies doe like a shadow passe but thou for euer Lord art sure And I am wither'd vp like grasse but thy remembrance still shall dure O Lord arise and pitty take with Sion let thy mercy stand Good God euen for thy meries sake for now the time is full at hand For why thy seruants Meditate vpon her stoanes with greeuance iust To see her lye so ruinate deuoid of comfort in the dust The heathens then thy name shall feare and earthly Kings thy maiesty When thou O Lord shalt Sion reare vnto her glorious dignity And then all Nations of the earth which vex the poore with furious hate Shall quake and tremble at thy breath when thou shalt helpe the desolate This shal be written on Record for vnborne babes which shall ensue That they may lawd the liuing Lord and magnifie his iudgements true The Lord lookt from his mighty throane and glorious seate of maiestie That he might heare the playning moane of Captiues then adiudg'd to die That they in Salem might declare the glorious name of God the Lord How he of Sion tooke such care as with his mercy did accord My strength in progresse down he brought and suddainely cut of my daies To spare me yet I him besought till riper age when life decayes Thy yeares O Lord endure for aye there is no limmit to thy times For thou did'st the foundations lay of heauenly Spheres and earthly Climes Thy handy workes shall weare away but thou for euer wilt endure They like a garment shall decay thy yeares eternall are most sure Thy Seruants Children shall remaine and their posterities abide And they in heauen with thee shall raigne in earth stand fast and neuer slide ⧠Psalme 130. OVt of the deepe to thee I cry'd therefore O Lord heare thou my voice Oh let thine eares to me be ty'd that I in thee may still reioyce If thou O Lord wilt be seuere to note in me what is amisse Thy iudgments I might iustly feare dispairing of thy heauenly blisse But thou art mercyfull O God and still thy grace doth most abound To them that reuerence thy rod thy fauour euer wil be found On thee O Lord I did attend and in thy word repos'd my trust Till thou thy light to me did'st send and raise me vp euen from the dust Trust in the Lord O Israell his mercies rich as sands on shore Redemption great with him doth dwell in bounteous plenty plenteous store Then he from sinne will thee redeeme and ransome home from soule offence Houlding thee in as great esteeme as Adam in his innocence ⧠Psalme 144. TO my Petitions bow thine eare good Lord consider my desire O comfort me in dreadfull feare for thy truths sake I thee require With vs in iudgment enter not no man is righteous in thy sight O let thine anger be forgot and thine Annoynted vs acquite The enemy hath vex't my soule and cast my life downe to the ground My boanes in darkenes he doth roule that like a dead man I am found Therefore my spirit is opprest my heart within me grieued sore That I can finde no quiet rest but desolation euer-more Yet former times to minde I call musing vpon thy workes begun And exercise my selfe in all the wondrous acts which thou hast done To thee doe I stretch out my hand and vnto thee my soule doth groane Euen as the dry and thirsty land that for her moisture maketh moane Heare me O Lord and that with speed because my spirit waxeth spare Hide not thy face in