thy face from my sinnes and put out all my mysdedes Make me a cleane hert O god renewe a right spirite within me Cast me not away from thy presence and take not thy holy spirite from me O geue me the comfort of thy helpe agayne stablyshe me with thy fre sprete Then shal I teache thy wayes vnto the wicked and sinners shal be conuerted vnto the. Delyuer me from bloud gyltynesse O God thou that art the God of my health and my tonge shall singe of thy ryghteousnesse Thou shalt open my lippes O Lord my mouth shal shewe thy prayse For thou desyrest no sacrifice els woulde I geue it the but thou delytest not in burnt offerynge The sacrifyce of god is a troubled spirite a broken and a contrite hert O God shalt thou not dispyse O be fauourable gracious vnto Sion buyld thou the walles of Ierusalem Then shalt thou be pleased with the sacrifice of righteousnesse with burnt offerynges and oblacions then shall they offer younge bullockes vpon thyne aultare The second Quid gloriaris psalm l. WHy boasteste thou thy selfe thou tirant that thou canst do mischif Where as the goodnes of God endureth yet dayly Thy tong ymagineth wickednes and with lyes thou curtest like a sharpe rasour Thou hast loued vngraciousnes more then goodnes to talke of lyes more then ryghteousnes Sela. Thou haste loued to speake all wordes that maye do hurte O thou false tonge Therfore shall God destroye the for euer he shall take the and plucke the out of thy dwelling and roote the out of the lande of the liuing Sela. The righteous also shall see this feare and shal laugh him to scorne Lo this is that man that toke not God for his strength but trusted vnto the multitude of his riches strengthed him selfe in hys wickednes As for me I am lyke a grene olyue tree in the house of God my trust is in the tender mercy of god for euer and euer I wil alway geue thankes vnto the for that thou hast done I will hope in thy name for thy saynctes lyke it well ¶ The third Deus in nomine tuo psal liiii SAue me O God for thy names sake and auenge me in thy strength Heare my prayer O God and herken vnto the wordes of my mouth For straūgers are risē vp against me and tirauntes which haue not God before their eyes seke after my soule Sela. Beholde God is my helper the Lorde is with them that vpholde my soule He shall reward euel vnto mine enemies destroy thou them in thy truthe An offrynge of a free herte will I geue the and prayse thy name O Lord bicause it is cōfortable For he hath delyuered me out of all my trouble and myne eye hath sene his desyre vpō mine enemies ¶ The fourth Exaudi deus Psal lv HEare my prayer O God and hyde not thy selfe fro my peticion Take hede vnto me heare me howe I mourne in my prayer and am vexed The enemye cryeth so and the vngodly commeth on so fast for they are mynded to doo me some myschefe so maliciously are they set agaynste me My hert is disquieted within me and the feare of death is fallen vpon me Fearfulnesse and trembling are come vpon me an horrible drede hath ouerwhelmed me And I sayde O that I had winges like a doue for then wold I flye away be at rest Lo then would I get me away far of and remaine in the wyldrenes Sela. I would make haste to escape because of the stormy wynde and tempest Destroy their tonges o lord and deuide them for I haue spied vnrighteousnes stryfe in the citie Day and nyght go they about within the walles therof mischief also and sorow are in the middest of it Wickednesse is therein disceat and gyle go not out of her stretes For it is not an open enemye that hath done me this dishonour for then I coulde haue borne it nether was it mine aduersary that did magnifye hym selfe agaynste me for thē peraduēture I would haue hyd my selfe from hym But it was euen thou my companion my gyde and myne owne familier frende We toke swete counsayle together and walked in the house of god as frendes Let death come hastily vpon thē and let them go doune quicke into hel for wickednes is in their dwel lynges and among them As for me I wyl cal vnto god and the lorde shall saue me In the euening and mornynge and at the none day wil I praye and that instantlye and he shall heare my voyce It is he that deliuereth my soule in peace frō the battayl that was agaynst me for there were many with me Ye euen god that endureth for euer shall heare me and brynge them downe Sela. For they wyl not turne nor feare god He layde his handes vpon suche as be at peace with hym and he brake his couenaunte The wordes of his mouth were softer then butter hauing war in hys harte hys wordes were smother then oyle and yet be they very sweardes O cast thy burthen vpon the Lord he shal norysh the not suffre the righteous to fall for euer And as for them thou O god shalt brynge them into the pyt of destruccion The bludthurstie and dysceatfull men shall not lyue out halfe their dayes Neuertheles my trust shal be in the O Lorde Let vs pray GRaunte vnto vs O merciful god we most hartely beseche the knowledge true vnderstanding of thy worde that al ignorance expelled we may knowe what thy wyl and pleasure is in al thinges and howe to do our duties truly to walke in our vocacion that also we maye expresse in oure lyuing those thynges that we doo knowe that we be not only knowers of thy worde good lorde but also be workes of the same by our sauiour Lorde Iesu Christe Amē ¶ The Letany c. As afore On satterday The fyrst Eripe me de inimicis psal lix DElyuer me from myne enemyes O God defend me from them that ryse vp agaynste me O deliuer me from the wicked doers saue me from the bloude thursty men For lo they lye waytyng for my soule the mightye men are gathered together agaynst me without anye offence or faute of me O Lorde They runne and prepare them selues without my faute Aryse thou therfore to help me and beholde Stande vp O Lorde God of hoostes thou God of Israell to viset al Heathen and be not mercyfull vnto them that offende of malicious wickednes Sela. They go to fro in the euening they grenne lyke a dogge runne aboute thorowe the cytie Behold they speake with theyr mouth and sweardes are in theyr lyppes for who doth heare But thou O Lorde shalt haue them in derysion and thou shalte laugh all Heathen to scorne My strength wil I ascribe vnto the for thou art the god of my refuge God sheweth me his goodnes plenteouslye and god shall let me see my desyre vpon
Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy couÌ„tenaunce and saue me for thy mercies sake Let me not be confounded O lord for I haue called vpon the let the vngodly be put to confusion be put to sileÌ„ce in the graue Let the liyng lippes be put to silence whiche cruelly disdaynefully spitefully speake agaynst the righteous O how pleÌ„tiful is thy goodnes whiche thou hast layd vp for theÌ„ that feare the and that thou hast prepared for them that put theyr trust in the euen before the soÌ„nes of men Thou shalt hyde theÌ„ priuely by thyne owne presence froÌ„ the prouokyng of all menne thou shalt kepe theÌ„ secretly in thy tabernacle from the strife of tongues Thankes be to the Lorde for he hath shewed me merueilous great kyndnes in a strong cytie And when I made hast I sayd I am cast out of the sight of thine eyes Neuertheles thou heardest the voyce of my prayer when I cried vnto the. O loue the lord all ye his saintes for the lorde preserueth them that are faythful and pleÌ„teously rewardeth he the proude doer Be strong and he shal stablishe your heart all ye that put your trust in the lord The fowerth Beati quorum psal xxxii BLessed is he whose vnrighteousnes is forgeuen and whose synne is couered Blessed is the man vnto whoÌ„ the lord imputeth no sinne and in whose spirit there is no guile For while I helde my tongue my bones coÌ„sumed away thorow my dayly complainyng For thy hand is heuy vpoÌ„ me day night and my moysture is like the drouth in summer I wyll knowledge my synne vnto the myne vnrighteousnes haue I not hid I sayd I wyl confesse my synnes vnto the lord so thou forgauest the wickednes of my siÌ„ne Sela. For this shall euerye one that is godly make his praier vnto the in a tyme when thou mayest be found but in the great water fluddes they shal not come nigh him Thou art a place to hide me in thou shalt preserue me froÌ„ trouble thou shalt coÌ„passe me aboute with songes of deliueraunce Sela I wyll enfourme the teache the in the way wherin thou shalt goo and I wyll guyde the with myne eye Be ye not like horse and Mule whiche haue no vnderstandyng whose mouthes must be holden with bitte and bridle lest they fal vpon the. Great plages remayne for the vngodly but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord mercye embraceth him on euery syde Be glad O ye righteous and reioyce in the lord and be ioyful al ye that are true of heart Let vs pray O Mercifull father by whose power and strength we may ouer come our enemies both bodily and ghostly graunt vnto vs O Lorde that accordyng to oure promyse made in Baptisme we may ouercome the chief enemies of our soule that is the desyres of the world the pleasures of the fleshe and the suggestions of the wicked spirite and so after leade our liues in holynes and righteousnes that we may serue the in spirit and in trueth that by our sauiour lord Iesu Christ AmeÌ„ The letany c. As on monday Let vs pray O Almightye God merciful lord whiche geuest c. On the thursday The fyrst Benedicam dominum Psal xxxiiii I Wyl alway geue thaÌ„kes vnto the lorde his prayse shall euer be in my mouth My soule shall make her bost in the lord the humble shal heare therof and be glad O praise the lord with me and let vs magnifye his name together I sought the Lord he heard me yea he deliuered me out of al my feare They had an eye vnto him were lightened theyr faces wer not ashamed Lo the poore crieth the lord heareth him yea and saueth him out of al his troubles The Angel of the lord tarieth rouÌ„d about them that feare him and deliuereth them O taste see how gracious the Lorde is blessed is the man that trusteth in him O feare the lorde ye that be his sainctes for they that feare him lacke nothyng The lyons do lacke and suffre hunger but they whiche seke the Lorde shall want no maner of thyng that is good Come ye children herken vnto me I wyl teache you the feare of the lord What man is he that lusteth to liue and would fayne see good dayes Kepe thy tong froÌ„ euil and thy lippes that they speake no guile Eschewe euil and do good seke peace and insue it The eyes of the Lorde are ouer the righteous and his eares are open vnto theyr praiers The countenaunce of the lorde is against theÌ„ that do euil to rote out the remeÌ„braunce of them froÌ„ of the yearth The righteous crye the Lord heareth them and deliuereth theÌ„ out of al theyr troubles The lorde is nigh vnto theÌ„ that are of a contrite heart wyl saue suche as be of an humble spirite Great are the troubles of the righteous but the lord deliuereth him out of al. He kepeth all his bones so that not one of them is broken But misfortune shal slay the vngodly they that hate the righteous shal be desolate The lorde deliuereth the soules of his seruauntes all they that put theyr trust in him shal not be destitute The second Nolite emulare psal xxxvii FRet not thy selfe because of the vngodly neither be thou enuious against the euil doers For they shal sone be cut doune like the grasse be withered eueÌ„ as the grene herbe Put thou thy trust in the lord and do good dwel in the lande verely thou shalt be fed Delite thou in the lorde and he shall geue the thy heartes desyre Commit thy way vnto the lord and put thy trust in him and he shal bryng it to passe He shal make thy righteousnes as clere as the light and thy iust dealyng as the noone day Holde the styl in the Lorde and abyde pacientely vpon him but grieue not thy selfe at him whose way doeth ê“spere against the man that doth after euil couÌ„sailes Leaue of froÌ„ wrathe and let go displeasure fret not thy selfe els shalt thou be moued to do euil Wicked doers shal be roted out and they that paciently abide the lord those shal inherite the land Yet a lytle while the vngodly shal be cleane gone thou shalte loke after his place and he shal be away But the meke spirite shal possesse the yearth and shal be refreshed in the multitude of peace The vngodly seketh counsail against the iust and gnasheth vpon him with his teethe The Lorde shal laugh him to scorne for he hath seene that his day is commyng The vngodly haue drawen out the swearde haue bended theyr bowe to cast doune the pore and neady and to slaye suche as be of right conuersacion Theyr swearde shal go thorow theyr owne heart and theyr bowe shal be broken A smal thing that the righteous hath is better then great riches of the vngodly For the armes of the vngodly shal be broken and the Lord vpholdeth
myne enemies Slaye them not lest my people forget it but scatter them abrode amonge thy people and put them downe O Lorde our defence For the sinne of theyr mouth and for the wordes of theyr lippes they shal be taken in their pryde and why theyr preachinge is of cursynge and lyes Consume them in thy wrath consume them that they maye peryshe and knowe that it is God whych ruleth in Iacob and vnto the endes of the worlde Sela. And in the euenyng they wyl returne grenne like a dogge and wil go aboute the cytie They will runne here and there for meate and grudge yf they be not satisfyed As for me I wyll singe of thy power and wyll prayse thy mercy be times in the morning for thou haste bene my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble Vnto the O my strength wyl I syng for thou O God art my refuge and my mercyfull god The second Exau di deus depreca Psal lxi HEare my crying o god geue eare vnto my prayer From the endes of the earth wil I cal vnto the when my hert is in heuines Oh sette me vp vpon the rocke that is hygher then I. For thou hast bene my hope and a stronge tower for me agaynste the enemye I will dwell in thy tabernacle for euer my trust shal be vnder the coueryng of thy wynges Sela. For thou O Lord hast heard my desires hast geuen an heritage vnto those that feare thy name Thou shalt graunt the king a long lyfe that hys yeares may endure thoroweout al generacions He shall dwell before God for euer O prepare thy louing mercy faythfulnes that they may preserue him So wil I alway sing prayse to thy name that I maye dayly perfourme my vowes The third Nonne deo subiecta psal lxii MY soule trulye wayteth stil vpō God for of him cometh my saluacion He verely is my strēgth my saluacion He is my defence so that I shal not greatly fal Howe long will ye ymagin mischife agaynst euerye man ye shal be slayne all the sorte of you yea as a totteryng wall shal ye be and lyke a broken hedge Theyr deuice is only howe to put hym out whom God will exalte their delyght is in lyes they geue good woordes wyth they re mouthe but curse with theyr hert Sela. Neuertheles my soule wayt thou styll vpon god for my hope is in hym He truely is my strength my saluacion he is my defence so that I shall not fall In god is my helth and my glorye the rocke of my might and in God is my trust O put your trust in him alway ye people poure out youre hertes before hym for God is our hope Sela. As for the chyldren of men they are but vayne the children of men are disceatful vpon the wayghtes they ar altogether lyghter thē vanitie it selfe O trust not in wronge and robberye geue not youre selues vnto vanitie yf ryches increase set not your hert vpon them God spake once and twyse I-haue also heard the same that power belongeth vnto god And that thou Lorde art mercyfull for thou rewardeste euery man accordinge to hys worke ¶ The fourth Deus misereatur nostri psal lxvii GOd be merciful vnto vs and blesse vs and shewe vs the lyght of of hys countenaunce and be mercifull vnto vs Sela. That thy waye maye be knowen vpon earth thy sauing helthe amonge all nacions Let the people prayse the O god yea let all the people prayse the O let the nacyons reioyce and be glad For thou shalt iudge the folke righteously gouerne the nacions vpon earth Sela. Let the people prayse the O god let all thy people prayse the. Then shal the earth bring forthe her encrease God euen our owne God shall geue vs his blessynge God shall blesse vs and all the endes of the world shal feare hym ¶ Let vs pray O Almightie god whiche hast prepared euerlastyng lyfe to all those that be thy faythful seruauntes graunt vnto vs Lorde sure hope of the life euerlasting that we beyng in this miserable worlde may haue some taste and feling of it in our hartes and that not by our deseruing but by the merites and deseruing of our sauiour and Lord◠Iesu Christ Amen ¶ The Letany c. As afore On satterday at after noone The fyrst Voce mea ad dominum psal lxxvii I Wyll crye vnto God wyth my voyce euen vnto God will I crye with my voyce and he shall herken vnto me In the tyme of my trouble I I sought the Lord my sore ranne and ceassed not in the nyght season my soule refused comforte When I am in heuinesse I wil thynke vpon God when my herte is vexed and wil complayne Sela Thou holdest mine eies waking I am so feble that I cannot speake I haue considered the dayes of olde and the yeares that are past I call to remembraunce my songe and in the nyght I commune with myne owne harte and searche out my spirites Wyll the lorde absent him selfe for euer And wil he be no more intreated Is hys mercy cleane gone for euer and is his promise come vtterly to an ende for euermore Hath God forgotten to be gracious And will he shut vp hys louing kindnesse in displeasure Sela And I sayd it is mine owne infyrmitie But I wil remembre the yeres of the right hand of the most hyest I will remembre the workes of the Lorde and call to minde thy wonders of olde tyme. I will thinke also of all thy workes and my talking shal be of thy doynges Thy waye O God is holie who is so great a God as oure God Thou art the god that doth wondres and hast declared thy power among people Thou hast mightely delyuered thy people euē the sonnes of Iacob and Ioseph Sela. The waters sawe the O god the waters sawe the and were afrayed the depthes also were troubled The cloudes powred out water the ayre thundred and thine arowes went abrode The voyce of thy thundre was herd round about the lighteninges shone vpon the grounde the earth was moued and shoke withall Thy waye is in the sea and thy pathes in the great waters thy footesteppes are not knowen Thou lededst thy people lyke sheepe by the hand of Moses and Aaron The second Deus venerunt gentes psal lxxix O God the Heathen are come into thy enheritaunce thy holy temple haue they defiled and made Ierusalē an hepe of stones The dead bodies of thy seruaūtes haue they gyuen to be meate vnto the foules of the ayre and the fleshe of thy saynctes vnto the beastes of the lande Their bloud haue they shed like water on euery side of Ierusalem ther was no man to bury them We are become an open shame vnto our enemies a very scorne derision vnto them that are round about vs. Lorde howe longe wilt thou be angrye shall thy gelousye burne lyke fyre for euer Poure out thyne indignacion vpon the Heathen that haue not knowen