reioyce in hym because wee haue hoped in his holy name Let thy merciful kyndnes O Lorde bee vpon vs like as wee haue reposed our trust in thee ¶ A stablishemeÌ„t of the mynde against suche as slaunder vs that wee again vpbrayde not theim whiche thyng is the greate gift of God Psal 39. I Was determined to kepe my waies that I offend not in my toungue so I shut my mouth Whyle the vngodly laie in a wayte for me I helde my toungue I was dome I kept silence for a good purpose but it was pain and grief vnto me My hearte was hote within me myes and in his truth shall he destroy theim Wherfore I wyll offer vnto thee and prayse thy name Oh Lorde because it is so comfortable for thou hast delyuered me oute of all my trouble so that myne eye seeth his desyre vpon myne enemyes ¶ That beyng lightened with Goddes grace wee may knowe here in erth the waye that leadeth to God whithe is a sure confydence vpon God and charyte towardes the neyghboure Psal 67. GOD bee mercyfull vnto vs blesse vs and shewe the lyghte of his countenaunce vpon vs. That wee maye knowe thy waye vpon earthe thy sauyng health among all heathen Let the people prayse thee O God yea let all people prayse thee Lette the people reioyse and bee glad for that thou iudgest the folke ryghteouslye and gouernest the nacions vpon earthe Lette the people prayse thee Oh God lette all people prayse thee God euen our owne god geueth vs his blessyng that the earthe mâ—â—e bring forth her encrease God blesseth vs and lette all the endes of the world feare hym ¶ Agaynste Antechrist pursuynge and kyllyng the holy ones of God and defilyng the misteries of Goddes woorde Psal 79. OH God the heathen haue inuaded thyne herytage the holy temple haue they defyled and made Ierusalem an heape of stones The deade bodyes of thy seruauntes haue they geuen vnto the foules of the ayre to bee deuoured and the fleshe of thy holy ones vnto the beastes of the land Theyr bloude haue they shed lyke water on euerye syde of Ierusalem and there was no manne to burye theim wee are become an open shame vnto oure enemyes a very scorne and verision vnto theim that are round about vs Lorde howe longe wylte thou bee angry shall thy gelousye burne lyke fyre for euer Powre oute thy indignacion vpon the Heathen that know thee not and vpon the kyngdomes that call not vpon thy name For they haue deuoured Iacob and layde wast his dwellynge place Oh remembre not oure olde synnes but haue mercye vpon vs and that soone for wee are come to greate mysery Helpe vs Oh God oure sauyoure for the glorie of thy name Deliuer vs and forgeue vs oure synnes for thy names sake Wherfore shall the Heathen saye where is nowe theyr God Lette the vengeauÌ„ce of thy seruauÌ„tes bloud that is shed bee openly shewed vpon the Heathen in oure syghte Lette the sorowful sighing of the prisoners come before thee acordyng to the strength of thyne arme preserue those that are apoynted to dye And for the blasphemye wherewith oure neyghbours haue blasphemed thee rewarde theim Oh Lorde seuen folde into theyr bosome So wee that bee the people and shepe of thy pasture shall geue thee thankes for euer and wyll alwaye bee shewynge forthe thy prayse more and more ¶ A prayer and yeldynge of thankes for that wee bee redemed by Christ froÌ„ eternall deathe Psal 86. BOwe downe thyne eare Oh Lorde and heare me For I am confortles and poore Kepe my soule for I am gyltlesse Oh my God helpe thy seruaunte that putteth his truste in thee Bee mercyfull vnto me Oh Lorde for I call dayly vpon thee Comforte the soule of thy seruaunte for vnto thee Oh Lorde dooe I lyfte vp my soule For thou Lorde art good and gracious and of great mercy vnto all theim that call vpon thee Geue eare Lorde vnto my prayer and ponder my humble desire In the tyme of my trouble I call vpon thee for thou hearest me Amonge the goddes there is none like vnto thee Oh Lord there is not one that can doo as thou dooest All nacions whome thou haste made shall come and worshyp before thee Oh Lorde and shall glorifie thy name For thou arte great thou dooest wonderous thynges thou arte God alone Leade me in thy waye oh Lorde that I may walke in thy truthe Oh lette my hearte bee lyghte in fearynge thy name I thanke thee oh Lord my god and wyll prayse thy name for euer For great is thy mercy towarde me thou haste delyuered my soule from the nethermoste hell O God the proude are rysen ayenst me and the congregacion of the myghtye seketh after my soule and set not thee before their eies But thou oh Lorde God arte full of compassion and mercye longe sufferyng great in goodnesse and truthe Tourne thee O Lorde vnto me haue mercye vpon me geue thy strengthe vnto thy seruaunt and helpe the soÌ„ne of thyne handmayd Shewe some token vpon me for good that they whiche hate me maye see it and bee ashamed because thou Lorde haste helped me and comforted me ¶ When wee bee cleane put oute of all comforte wee may praye with the prophet in the persone of Christe Psal 88. OH Lorde God my sauyoure I crye day and nyght before thee Lette my prayer entre into thy presence enclyne thyne eare vnto my callyng For my soule is full of trouble and my lyfe draweth nye vnto hel I am counted as one of theim that goo downe vnto the pytte I am euen as a manne that hathe no strength I am founde amonge the deade lyke vnto theim that lye in the graue Which bee out of remembraunce and are cut awaye by thy hande Thou haste dryuen me into the lowe pytte into darknesse out of whiche can no man wade Thy displeasur lyeth harde vpon me and thou vexest me with all thy floudes Thou haste put awaye myne acquayntaunce farre fro me and made me to bee abhorred of theim I am so faste in prysone that I can not gette forthe My syghte fayleth for verye trouble Lorde I call dayly vpon thee and stretche out my handes vnto thee Doost thou shewe wonders amongst the deade Can the phisycions rayse theim vp agayn that they may prayse thee Maye thy louyng kyndnesse bee shewed in the graue or thy faythfulnesse in destruccyon Maye thy wonderouse woorkes bee knowen in the darke or thy ryghteousnesse in the lande where all thynges are forgotten Vnto thee I crye Oh Lorde and earlye coÌ„meth my prayer before the Lord why puttest thou awaye my soule Wherfore hydest thou thy face from me My strengthe is gooen for very misery with fearfulnesse doo I beare thy burdens Thy wrathfull displeasure gooeth ouer me the feare of thee oppresseth me They come rounde aboute me dayly lyke water and compasse me together on euery syde My louers and frendes haste thou put awaye frome me and tourned awaye myne acquayntaunce
wil not heare me for it is an hardenecked people but in the lande of their captiuite thei shal remembre them selues lerne to knowe that I am the lorde their God When I shall giue theim an hearte to vnderstaÌ„de and eares to heare then shall thei praise me in the lande of their captiuite and thynke vpoÌ„ my name Then shall thei turne theim from their harde backes and from their vngodlynes There shall thei remembre the thynges that happened vnto their fathers whiche synned against me So will I bryng theÌ„ again into the lande whiche I promised with an othe vnto their fathers Abraham Isaac and Iacob and thei shal be lordes of it yea I will encreace theim and not minishe theim And I will make an other couenaunt with theÌ„ suche one as shall endure namely that I will bee their God and thei shal be my people and I will no more dryue my people the children of Israell out of the lande that I haue gyueÌ„ theim And now O Lorde almightie thou God of Israell our soule that is in trouble and oure spirite that is vexed crie vnto thee Heare vs O Lorde haue pitte vpon vs for thou art a mercifull God God bee gracious vnto vs for wee haue synned before thee Thou endureste for euer should wee then vtterly perishe O Lorde almighty thou God of Israell heare now the praier of the dedde Israelites and of their children whiche haue sinned before thee and haue not harkened vnto the voyce of the Lord their God for whiche cause these plages hang now vpon vs Oh Lorde remeÌ„bre not the wickednes of our forefathers but thynke vpon thy power and name now at this tyme for thou art the Lorde our God and thee O Lorde will wee praise For thou hast put thy feare in our heartes to the intent wee should call vpon thy name and praise thee in our captiuitie and that wee might turne from the wickednes of our forefathers that synned before thee Beholde wee are yet this daie in our captiuitie where as thou hast scattered vs to bee an abhomination curse and synne like as it hath happened vnto our forefathers beecause of all their wyckednes and departyng from thee euen from thee that art the Lorde our GOD. Amen ¶ The praier of Daniell the prophete for his owne synnes and for the synnes of the hole nacion Daniell 9. O Lorde thou greate and fearefull GOD thou that kepest couenaunte and mercye with theim whiche loue thee and kepe thy commaundementes wee haue synned wee haue offended wee haue been disobedient and haue gone backe yea we haue departed from the preceptes and iudgementes would neuer foloe thy seruauÌ„tes the prophetes that spake in thy name to our kynges and princes to our forefathers and to all the people of the laÌ„de O lorde righteousnesse belongeth vnto thee and to vs perteineth nothyng but open shame as it is come to passe this daie vnto euery manne of Iuda to theim that dwell at Hierusalem yea vnto all Israell whether thei bee farre or nighe through out all landes wherin thou hast scatttered them because of the offences thei did against thee O lorde vnto vs to our kynges and princes to oure forefathers euen vnto vs all that haue offeÌ„ded thee belongeth opeÌ„ shame But vnto thee O Lord God pertaineth mercy forgeuenes wher as we on our behalfe are gone backe from thee and haue not obeyed the voice of the Lord our God to walke in his lawes whiche he laied before vs his seruauntes the prophetes yea all Israell haue transgressed gone backe froÌ„ thy lawe so that thei haue not herkened vnto thy voyce wherefore the curse the othe that is written in the law of Moses the seruauÌ„t of God against whom â—e haue offeÌ„ded is poured vpon vs. And he hath performed his woordes whiche he spake against vs and against our iudges that iudged vs to bryng vpoÌ„ vs such a plage as neuer was vnder heauen like as it is now come to passe in Ierusalem yea all this plage as it is writen in the law of Moses is come vpon vs yet we neuer made any supplicatioÌ„ before thee O lorde that we might tourne again froÌ„ our wickednes thinke vpon thy trouth Therfore hath the lord made hast to bryng this plage vpon vs for the lorde our God is righteous all his woorkes whiche he dooth and the cause herof was that wee would not harken to his voice And now O lorde our God thou that with a mightie hande hast brought thy people out of Egypte to gette thyself a name as thou hast at this daie wee haue synned O Lorde and dooen wickedly againste all thy righteousnes Let thy wrothfull displeasure bee tourned awaie I beseche thee from the citee Hierusalem thy holy hill for through the haynous offence of vs our forefathers is Hierusalem and thy people abhorred of all theim that are aboute vs. Nowe therfore O our God heare the praier of thy seruauÌ„t and let thy face shyne ouer thy Sanctuary that lieth waste O my God encline thyne eare and harken at least for thyne owne sake open thyne iyes and see how wee bee spoiled and the citee desolate whiche is called after thy name for wee dooe not cast our praiers before thee in our owne righteousnes but onely in thy greate mercies O lorde heare O lord forgyue O Lorde considre tary not ouer longe but for thyne owne sake dooe it O my God for thy citee and thy people is called after thy name ⧠PRAIERS IN tyme of aduersytie and for a maÌ„nes owne synnes ¶ The prayer of Iacob to bee delyuered from his brother Esau Genesis â—â— 32 O GOD of my father Abraham and God of myfather Isaac Lorde whiche saydeâ—te vnto me returne vnto thy countrey thy kinred and I will dooe all well with thee I am worthy of the leaste of all the mercies and truthe whiche thou hast shewed vnto thy seruaunt for with my staffe came I ouer this Iordane now haue I gotten twoo droues Deliuer me from the handes of my brother Esau for I feare hym least he will come and smyte the mother with the children Thou saidest that thou wouldeste suerly dooe me good and wouldest make my sede as the sande of the sea whiche cannot be numbred for multitude ¶ The praier of Iosua what tyme the people fled in the battaill Iosua 7. AH Lorde almightie wherefore hast thou brought this people ouer Iordane to deliuer vs in to the handes of the Amoretes to destroie vs. Would God we had adueÌ„tured â–ª dwelte on the other syde Iordan O Lorde what shall I saie wheÌ„ Israell turneth their backes before their enemies Moreouer the Cananites and all the inhabitaunces of the lande shall heare of it and shall come aboute vs to destroie the name of vs out of the world and then what wyle thou dooe vnto thy myghtie name ¶ A prayer an open confession of the people of Israell to bee delyuered from theyr enemyes Iudic. 10
thou hast made all thynges with thy woorde and ordained manne throught thy wysedome that he should haue dominion ouer the creature whiche thou haste made that he should ordre the worlde acordyng to equitie and righteousnes and execute iudgemente with a true hearte geue me wysedome whiche is euer aboute thy seate and put me not out from emong thy children For I thy seruaunte and soonne of thy handemayde am a feble persone of a short tyme and to young to the vnderstandyng of iudgement and of thy lawes And thoughe a manne hee neuer so perfect emong the childreÌ„ of menne yet if thy wysedome bee not with hym he shal bee nothyng worth Oh sende her out of thy holy heaueÌ„s and from the trone of thy maiestie that she maie bee with me laboure with me that I maie knowe what is acceptable in thy sighte For she knoweth and vnderstandeth all thynges and she shall conducte me sobrely in my woorkes and preserue me in her power So shall my woorkes bee acceptable AMEN ¶ A prayer for mekenes and the obteinyng of chastitie Eccle. 23. O LORDE thou father and God of my life lette me not haue a proud loke But tourne a waie all volupteousnes from me Take from me the lustes of the body lett not the desyres of vnclennes take holde vpon me and geue me not ouer into an vnshamefaste and obstinate mynde Amen ¶ The prayer of Iesus the soonne of Syrache in necessitie for wisedome Eccle. the laste I Thanke thee O Lorde kyng and praise thee O God my sauiour I will yelde prayses vnto thy name for thou art my defender and helper from the snare of traitours touÌ„gues and from theim that are occupied in lies Thou haste been my helper from suche as stode vp againste me and haste deliuered me acordyng to the multitude of thy mercie for thy holy names sake Thou haste deliuered me from the roaryng of theim that prepared theimselues to deuoure me out of thy handes of suche as soughte after my life from the multitude of theim that troubled me and wente aboute to sette fyre vpon me on euery syde so that I was not brente in the middes of the fyre From the depe of hell froÌ„ an vnclene toungue from liyng woordes from the wicked kyng and froÌ„ vnrighteouse toungue My soule shall prayse the Lorde vnto deathe for my life drewenie vnto hell Thei coÌ„passed me rouÌ„de aboute on euery syde and there was no manne to help me I looked about me if there were any manne that would succoure me but ther was none TheÌ„ thought I vpon thy mercie O Lorde and vpon thy actes that thou haste dooen euer of olde namely that thou deliueredest suche as putte their trust in thee riddest theim out of the handes of the Heathen Thus lifted I vp my prayer from the earth and praied for deliueraunce from deathe I called vpon the Lorde my father that he would not leaue me without help in the daie of my trouble and in the tyme of the proude I praysed thy name coÌ„tinually yeldyng honoure and thankes vnto it and so my prayer was harde Thou sauedest me from destruction and deliueredest me from the vnrighteouse tyme. Therefore will I acknowelage and prayse thee and magnifie the name of the LORDE When I was yet but young or cun I went a straye I desired wysedome openly in my prayer I came therfore before the temple and I soughte her verie busyly Theâ— florished she vnto me as a grape that is sone rype My hearte reioysed in her then went my fote the right waie yea froÌ„ my youth soughte I after her I bowed doune myne eare receiued her I tounde in my self muche wysedome and prospered greately in her Therefore will I ascribe the glorye vnto hym that geueth me wysedome for I am aduised to dooe therafter I will bee gelouse to cleue vnto the thyng that is good so shall I not bee confounded My soule hath wresstled with her and I haue been diâ—igent to bee occupied in her I lifte vp myne handes on highe theÌ„ was my soule lightened through wysedome that I knowelaged my foolishnes I ordred my soule after her she and I were one hearte from the begynnyng and I founde her in clennesse and therfore shall I not bee forsaken My hearte longed after her and I gat a good treasure Thorowe her the Lorde hathe geuen me a newe tongue wherwith I wyll prayse hym Oh come vnto me ye vnlearned and dwell in the house of wysdome withdrawe not youreselues from her but talke and comen of these thynges for your soules are very thurstye I opened my mouthe and spake Oh come and bye wysdome withoute money bowe downe youre necke vnder her yoke and your soule shal receiue wisdome she is hard at hande and is content to bee found Beholde with your eyes howe I haue had but lytle laboure and yet haue founde much rest Oh receyue wysdom and ye shal haue plenty of syluer and golde in possession Lette youre mynde reioyse in his mercye and bee not ashamed of his prayse woorke his woorke by tymes and he shall geue you youre rewarde in due tyme. ¶ The prayer of Abacuc Prophete for ignorauncy Abacuc 3. O Lorde when I heard speake of thee then I was afrayed The woorke that thou hast taken in hande shalte thou perfourme in his tyme. Oh Lorde when thy tyme commeth thou shalt declare it In thy very wrathe thou thynkest vpon mercy The Lorde God is my strengthe he shall make my feate as the feete of hartes and he whiche geueth the victorie shall bryng me to my hye places syngyng vpon my psalmes Amen ¶ The prayer of our Lord Iesus which he taughte his discyples Math. 6. OVr father whiche art in heauen halowed bee thy name Thy kyngdome come Thy wyll bee doen in earth as it is in heauen Geue vs this day our dayly bread And forgeue vs our trespaces as we forgeue theim that trespace againste vs. And lette vs not bee led into temptacion But delyuer vs from euell for thyne is the kyngdome and the power and the glorie for euer Amen ¶ A prayer of the faythfull congregacion that they maye speake the woorde of God boldly Actes 4. LOrd thou art God which hast made heauen earthe the sea all that in theim is which by the mouth of thy seruaunte Dauid haste saied why dyd the heathen rage the people ymagyne vayne thynges The kynges of the earth stoode vp the rulers came together agaynst the Lorde and agaynst Christe For of a truthe agaynst this holy chyld Iesus whom thou hast anoynted both Herode and also Pontius Pylate with the Gentyles the people of Israel gathered theim selues together to dooe euen what soeuer thyne handes and thy counsayle determined before to bee dooen And nowe Lorde beholde theyr threatenynges and graunte vnto thy seruauntes with al confidence to speake thy woorde and that thou stretche forthe thyne hande to the intente that healyng signes wonders maye bee dooen
For no doubt all thei that hope in thee shall not bee ashamed but suche as bee scornefull despisers withoute a cause thei shall bee putte to shame Shew me thy waies Lorde and teache me thy pathes Leade me in thy trouth and teache me for thou art the God of my helthe and in thee is my hope all the daie long Call to remembraunce oh Lorde thy tendre mercies thy louyng kyndnes whiche haue been euer sithens the begynnyng Remēbre not the sinnes offences of my youthe but a cordyng to thy mercie thinke vpō me oh lorde for thy goodnes Oh how frendly righteous is the Lorde therfore will he bryng again synners into the waie he leadeth the simple a right suche as bee meke thē he instructeth his waies All the waies of the Lorde are verie mercy and faithfulnesse vnto suche as kepe his testament and couenaunt For thy names sake oh lorde bee mercifull vnto my synne for it is greate What soeuer he bee that fearethe the Lorde he shall shew hym the waie that he hath chosen His soule shall dwell at ease his sede shall possesse the lande The secrete of the Lorde is emong theim that feare him and he sheweth theim his couenaunte Myne iyes are euer lokyng vnto the Lorde for he shall plucke my fete out of the net Tourne thee vnto me and haue mercye vpon me for I am desolate and in misery The sorowes of my hearte are great wherefore bryng me out of my troubles looke vpon myne aduersite and miserie and forgeue me all my sinnes Considre how myne enemies are many and beare malicious hate against me O kepe my soule and deliuer me let me not bee confounded for I haue putte my trust in thee Lette innocēcy and righteous dealyng wayte vpon me for my hope is in thee Deliuer Israell O God out of all his distresse ¶ In the affliction or passion bothe of the spirite and of the fleshe thus maie wee praye with Christ with the godly Psalm 31 IN thee O Lorde is my truste let me neuer bee put to shame but deliuer me in thy righteousnesse Bowdoune thyne eare to me make hast to deliuer me bee thou my strōg rocke and a walled house that thou maiest saue me For thou art my strong holde and my castle wherfore bee thou my God and cōducte me for thy names sake Draw me out of the nette that thei haue laied priuely for me for thou arte my strengthe Into thine handes I commende my spirite thou hast deliuered me oh Lorde thou God of truth I hate theim that hold of vanities my trust is in the Lorde I will bee glad reioyce in thy mercie for thou hast considered my trouble thou hast knowen my soule in aduersitie Thou hast not cast me ouer into the handes of the enemies but haste sette my fete in a large roume Haue mercie vpon me Oh Lorde for I am in trouble myne iyes is censumed for verie heuines yea my soule my bodie My life is consumed with heuenesse and my yeres with mournyng My strēgth faileth me because of myne aduersity and my bones are dryed vp I am become a verie reproche emōg all myne enemies my neighboures thei of myne owne acquaintaunce are afraied of me thei that seme in the strete conuey theimselues from me I am cleaue forgotten and out of mynde euen as a dedde manne Lo I am become like a broken vessell For I haue hearde the sklenderous reapportes of the multitude euerye manne abhorreth me thei haue gathered a counsaill together againste me and are purposed to take awaie my life But my hope is in the Lorde and I saie thou arte my God My dayes are in thy hande deliuer me from the hande of myne enemies and frome theim that persecute me Shewe thy seruaunt the light of thy countinaunce help me for thy mercies sake lette me not bee confounded O Lorde for I call vpon thee but lette the vngodly rather bee putte to confusion and brought vnto the pit let the liyng lippes bee put to silence whiche cruelly disdainfully and despitefully speake against the righteous O how greate and manifolde bee the good thynges whiche thou hast laied vp for theim that feare thee How greate thynges bryngest thou to passe for theim that put their trust in thee in the sighte of the soonnes of menne Thou hidest thē in the secretes of thy countenaunce from the proude menne thou kepest theī secretely in thy tabernacle from the strief of toungues Thankes bee geuen to the lorde who hath shewed me meruelous great kyndnes out of the strōg citee For when the soudain feare came vpon me I saied I am cast out of thy sighte Neuertheles thou hardest myne hūble prayer when I cried vnto thee Wherefore loue the Lorde all ye his sainctes for the Lorde preserueth the faithfull plenteously acquiteth the proude dooers Bee strong therfore take a good heart vnto you all ye that putte your assiaunce in the LORDE ¶ A sanctifiyng of GOD for that the earthe is full of his mercie and that by his mighty woorde he wrought all thyng Psalme 33. REioyse in the Lorde O ye righteous for it becommeth well the iuste to bee thankefull Prayse the Lorde with harpe Syng Psalmes vnto hym with the lute and instrument of ten strynges Syng hym a newe song yea syng to hym with good courage For the woorde of the Lorde is true and all his workes are sure He loueth mercie and iudgemēt the earth is full of the Lordes goodnes By the woorde of the Lorde wer the heauēs made and all the furniture of theim by the breth of his mouthe He gathereth the waters togither as it were in a bottell and laied vp the depe in secrete Let all the earth feare the Lorde and let all theim that dwel in the worlde stande in awe of hym For what he saieth is dooen what he commaundeth standeth faste The Lorde disperseth the counsaill of the Heathen and maketh frustrate the deuices of the people But his owne coūsaill endureth for euer the thoughtes of his hearte from generacion to generacion Blessed are the people that holde the Lorde for their God and blessed are the folke whō he hath chosen to bee his heritage The Lorde loketh doune from heauen and beholdeth all the children of menne From his strong seate he considereth al thē that dwell in the worlde He onely hath fashioned all the heartes of theim knoweth all their woorkes A kyng is not helped by his owne great hoste neither is a gyaunte saued through the might of his owne strength A horse is but a vain thyng to saue a manne it is not the power of his strengthe that that can deliuer hym Beholde the iyes of the Lorde bee fixed vpon theī that feare hym and repose theimselues in his mercie That he maie deliuer their soules from death and fede theim in the deare tyme. Let our soule paciently abyde the Lorde for he is our help shylde So shall our hearte
is my desire Encline my hearte vnto thy testimonies and not to coueteousnes Oh turne awaie myne iyes lest thei behold vanitie and quicken me in thy wais Stablishe thy woorde in thy seruaunte that I maie feare thee Take awaie the rebuke that I am afrayed of For thy iudgemeÌ„tes are amiable Beholde my delite is in thy commaundementes Oh quicken me in thy righteousnes Let thy louyng mercie come vnto me Oh Lord and thy sauyng helth a cording to thy worde That I maie geue aunswere vnto my blasphemers for my trust is in thy woorde Take not the woorde of trouth vtterly oute of my mouth for my hope is in thy iudgemeÌ„tes So shall I alwaie kepe thy lawe yea for euer euer And I will walke in thy libertie for I seke thy commaundementes I will speake of thy testimonies euen before kynges will not bee ashamed My delite shal bee in thy commaundementes whiche I loue My handes also will I lifte vp vnto thy commaundementes whiche I loue and my talkyng shal bee of thy statutes Thynke vpon thy seruaunte as concernyng thy woorde wherin thou hast caused me to putte my truste For it is my confort in my trouble yea thy woorde quickenethe me The proude hath me greately in derision yet shrynke not I from thy lawe I remembre thyne euerlastyng iudgementes oh Lorde and am coÌ„forted I am horribly affride for the vngodly that forsake thy law Thy statutes are my songes in the house of my pylgrimage I rhynke vpon thy name Oh Lorde in the right season and kepe thy lawe And I praye thee let this chaunce vnto me that I may kepe thy commaundementes Thou arte my porcion Oh LORDE I am purposed to kepe thy law I make my humble peticion in thy presence with my whole hearte Oh bee mercyfull a cordyng vnto thy woorde I call myne owne waies to remeÌ„brauÌ„ce and turne my fete into thy recordes I make haste and prolonge not the tyme to kepe thy commaundementes The congregacions of the vngodlye haue robbed me but I forgette not thy lawe At midnighte stande I vp to geue thankes vnto thee for the iudgementes of thy ryghteousnesse I am a compaignion of all that feare thee and kepe thy commaundementes The earthe Oh Lorde is full of thy mercie teach me thy statutes Oh Lorde thou hast dealte frendely with thy seruaunte a cordynge vnto thy woorde Teache me thy kyndenesse nourtour and knowlage for I beleue thy coÌ„maundementes Before I was troubled I went wrong but now I kepe thy woorde Thou art good and frendly wherefore of that thy goodnes teach me thy statutes The proud imagin lies vpon me but I kepe thy commaundementes with my whole hearte Their hearte is congeled as a louÌ„p of fat but my delighte is in thy lawe It is good for me that I haue ben in trouble that I maie learne thy statutes The lawe of thy mouthe is dearer vnto me then thousandes of golde siluer Thy handes haue made me fashioned me geue me vnderstaÌ„ding that I maie learne thy commauÌ„dementes Thei that feare thee will bee glad when thei see me because I put my trust in thy woorde I knowe Oh Lorde that thy iudgementes are right and that thou of verie faithfulnes haste caused me to bee troubled Oh let thy mercifull kyndnes bee my conforte a cordyng to the promâ—s that thou hast made vnto thy seruaunt Let thy louyng mercie come vnto me that I maie liue for thy lawe is my delite Let the proude bee confounded whiche handle me so falsely But let such as feare thee and knowe thy testimonies be at one with me Let my heart bee vndefiled in thy statutes that I bee not ashamed My soule longethe for thy sauyng helthe for my trust is in thy woorde My iyes long sore for thy woorde sayng Oh when wylte thou conforte me For I am become like a bottell in the smoke yet dooe I not forget thy statutes How many are the daies of thy seruaunt when wilt thou bee auenged of mine aduersaries The proude haue dygged pittes for me whiche are not after thy lawe All thy commaundementes are true thei persecute me falsely but bee thou my helpe They haue almoste made an ende of me vpon earthe but I forsake not thy commaundementes Oh quycken me after thy louyng kyndnesse and so shall I kepe the recordes of thy mouthe Oh Lorde thy woorde endureth for euer in Heauen Thy trouthe also remayneth frome one generacion to an other thou haste layde the foundacyon of the earthe and it abydeth They contynue this daye a cordyng to thyne ordynaunce for all thynges serue thee If my delyght were not in thy awe I shoulde peryshe in my trouble Wherfore I wyll neuer forgette thy commaundementes for with theim thou quyckenest me I am thyne helpe me For I seke thy commaundementes The vngodly laye wayte for me to destroye me but I consyder thy testimonies I se that all thynges come to an ende but thy commaundement is exceding broade Oh what loue haue I vnto thy lawe all the daye longe is my talkyng of it Thou thoroughe thy commaundemente haste made me wyser then myne enemyes for it is euer by me I haue more vnderstandyng then all my teachers for thy testimonies are my studye Yea I am wyser then the aged for I kepe thy commaundementes I refrayne my fete from euerye euyll waye that I maye kepe thy woordes I shrynke not frome thy iudgementes for thou teachest me Oh howe swete are thy woordes vnto my throte Yea more then hony vnto my mouthe Thoroughe thy commaundementes I get vnderstanding therfore I hate all false wayes Thy woord is a lanterne vnto my fete and a lyghte vnto my patthes I haue sworne and am stedfastly purposed to kepe the iudgementes of thy ryghtuousnesse I am troubled aboue measure quicken me oh Lorde a cordyng vnto thy woorde Lette the free sacrifices of my mouth please thee oh lord and teache me thy iudgementes My soule is alwaye in my hande yet dooe not I forgette thy lawe The vngodlye haue layde a snare for me but yet swarue not I from thy commaundementes Thy testimonies haue I claymed as my heritage for euer and why they are the very ioye of my hearte I apply my heart to fulfyll thy statutes alway euen vnto the ende I hate the vngodlye but thy lawe dooe I loue Thou arte my defence and shelde my truste is in thy woorde Away fro me ye wycked I wyll kepe the commaundementes of my God Oh stablysh me a cordynge vnto thy woorde that I maye lyue and lette me not bee dysapoynted of my hope Holde thou me vp and I shal bee safe yea and I shal euer bee talkynge of thyne ordinaunces Thou treadeste downe all theim that depart from thy statutes for they ymagyne but deceyte Thou putteste awaye all the vngodlye of the earthe lyke draffe therfore I loue thy testymonies My flesh trembleth for feare of thee and I am affrayed of thy iudgementes I deale with the thyng that is lawfull and ryghte Geue
their meate in due season Thou openest thy hande and fillest all thynges liuyng with plenteousnes The Lorde is righteous in all his wayes and holy in his woorkes The Lorde is nigh vnto thei that call vpon hym so that the call vpon hym faithfully He fulfilleth the desire of theim that feare hym he hearethe their crie and helpethe theim The Lorde preserueth all theim that loue hym but scatterethe abrode all the vngodly My mouth shall speake the prayse of the Lorde and let all fleshe geue thankes vnto his holy name for euer euer Prayse the euerlastyng ¶ A prayse of God that in onely God the euerlastyng kyng wee oughte to trust not in princes in power in wysedome or in the rsghteousnes of the elementes of this worlde Psal 146. PRayse the Lorde oh my soule whyle I leue will I praise the Lorde Yea as long as I haue any beeyng I will syng prayses vnto my God Oh put not your trust in princes nor in any childe of manne for there is no helpe in theÌ„ For when the brethe of manne gooeth forthe he shall turne again vnto his earth and so all his thoughtes perishe Blessed is he that hath the God of Iacob for his helpe whose hope is in the lorde his God Whiche made heauen and earthe the sea and all that therein is Whiche kepeth his promise for euer Whiche helpeth theim to righte that suffre wrong whiche fedeth the hungrie The Lorde louseth menne out of prisone the Lorde geueth sight to the blynde The Lorde helpeth theim vp that are fallen the Lorde loueth the righteous The Lorde careth for the straungers he detendeth the fatherlesse and the wydowe But the waie of the vngodly turneth he vpside doune The Lorde thy God oh Syon he is kyng for euermore throughout all generacions Prayse the euerlastyng ¶ A praysyng of the Lordes name Psal 147. PRayse ye the Lorde for it is a good thynge to synge prayses vnto oure God Yea a ioyfull and a pleasaunte thynge it is to bee thankefull The Lorde shall buylde vp Hierusalem and gather together the outcastes of Israell He heale the the tontrite hearte and byndethe vp their woundes He telleth the noumbre of the starres and calleth theim all by their names Greate is our Lorde and greate is his power yea his wisdome is infinite The Lorde settethe vp the mieke and bryngeth the vngodly doune to the ground Oh syng vnto the Lorde with thankesgeuyng syng prases vpon the harpe vnto our God Whiche couerethe the heauen with cloudes prepareth rayne for the earth and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines Whiche geueth fodre vnto the cattel and fiedeth the young rauens that call vpon him He hath no pleasure in the strengthe of an horsse neyther delighteth he in any mannes legges But the Lordes delighte is in theim that feare hym and putte their truste in his mercye Prayse the Lorde Oh Hierusalem prayse thy God oh Sion for he maketh fast the barres of the gates and blesseth the children within thee He maketh peace in thy borders and filleth thee with the flour of whete He sendeth forth his commaundemente vpon earth his woord runneth swiftly He geueth snowe like wolle and scattereth the hore froste like ashes He casteth forth his I se like morsels who is able to abyde his frost He seÌ„deth out his woorde and melteth theiÌ„ He bloweth with his wynde and the waters flowe He sheweth his worde vnto Iacob his statutes ordinaunces vnto Israell He hath not dealte so with all the Heathen neither haue thei knowelage of his lawes ¶ A praysyng of God from all his creatures first heauenly and then earthly Psal 148. OH prayse the Lorde of heauen prayse hym in the heigh Praise hym all his angels praise hym all his hoste Prayse hym sunne and moone prayse hym all ye starres and light Prayse him all ye heauens and ye waters that bee vnder the heaueÌ„s Let theÌ„ prayse the name of the Lorde for he speake the woorde thei were made He hath made theim faste for euer and euer He hath geuen theim a lawe whiche shall not bee broken Praise the Lorde vpon earth ye whale fisshes and all depes Fire and hayle snow and vapoures wynde storme fulfillyng his woorde Mountaines and hilles frutefull tries and all Cedres Beastes and cattel wormes and fethered foules kynges of the earthe and all people Princes all iudges of the worlde young menne and maidens olde menne and children let theÌ„ preyse the name of the Lorde For his name only is excellent all his praise aboue heauen and earth He exalteth the horne of his people all his saintes shall prayse hym the children of Israell eueÌ„ the people that serueth hym ¶ A praysyng of God in hymself that he is holy and halowyng strong and strengthyng greate makyng greate Psal 150 OH prayse the Lorde in his sanctuary praise hym in the firmameÌ„t of his power Praise hym in his noble actes prayse hym in his excellente greatenesse Prayse hym in the sounde of the trumpet praise hym vpon the lute and harpe Prayse him in the symbales daunce prayse hym vpon the sitynges and pipe Prayse hym vpon the well tuned symbales prayse hym vpon the loude symbales lette euerye thyng that hath breathe prayse the Lorde ¶ Against the enemie of the trouthe Psal 35. STirue thou with theiÌ„ oh lorde that striue with me fight thou against theiÌ„ that fight against me Laie hande vpon the shylde and spere stande vp to helpe me Draw out thy swerde and stop the waie against theim that persecute me saye vnto my soule I am thy helpe Lette theim bee confounded put to shame that seke after my soule Let theim be turned backe brought to confusion that imagyne mischief for me Lette theim bee as the dust before the wynde and the angell of the lorde scateryng theiÌ„ Let their waie bee darke slippery the angel of the lore to persecute theiÌ„ For thei haue preuily laied their net to destroy me wtout a cause Yea made a pit for my soule whiche I neuer deserued Let a sodain destruction come vpon theÌ„ vnwaers and the net that thei haue laied preuily catche them selues that thei maie fall into their owne mischeif But let my soule bee ioyfull in the Lorde and reioyse in his help Al my bones shal saie lorde who is like vnto thee Whiche deliuereste the poore from those that are to stroÌ„g for hym Yea the poore and niedy froÌ„ his robbers False wittenesse are rysen vp and laie to my charge thynges that I knowe not Thei rewarde me eiuill for good to the greate dyscomforte of my soule Neuerthelesse when thei were sicke I putte on a secke clothe I humbled my soule with fastyng my prayer turned into my bosome I behaued myself as though it had been my frende or my brother I went heuely as one that moâ—â—neth for his mother But in mynâ— adâ—â—â—sâ—tie thei reioyse and gathâ—â—â—heim together Yea the verie â—â—me câ—me together