And in faire Characters engrave His Saints such honour have PSAL. CL. 1. PRaise ye the Lord your Songs address To praise His Holynes O praise Him in His pow'rs extent Who rules the firmament 2. Praise Him for all His acts of might Our wonder which invite In praises due His greatness tell Which all things doth excell 3. Praise Him with Trumpets lofty sound With Cornets shake the ground His praise the Psaltery inspire With the melodious Lyre 4. Praise him with Timbrells and advance His honour in the Dance Praise Him with Organs Violls Flutes And the well-stringed Lutes 5. With Cymbals loud Him magnify Praise Him on Cymbals high 6. Let every creature that hath breath His Maker praise till death FINIS The Lord's Prayer OUr Father which in Heaven ar't 1. Thy Name be Hallow'd by each heart 2. Thy Kingdome come Thy Will be done 3. In earth as 't is in Heav'n thy throne 4. Give us this day our dayly Bread That Soules and Bodies may be fed 5. Forgive our trespasses as we Forgive them where we Trespass'd be 6. To no Temptation lead our Will 7. But us Deliver from all ill For Thine the Kingdome and the Pow'r And Glory is for evermore Amen The Creed 1. IN God the Father most of might I do Believe aright Maker of Heaven and of Earth With all that there have birth 2. And Jesus Christ His only Son 3. Whose pure Conception Did by the Holy Spirit come Born in the Virgins womb 4. He under Pilate Crucifi'd Suffer'd for us and Dy'd Was bury'd went to Hell beneath 5. The Third day Rose from death 6. He into Heaven did Ascend And sits at God's Right Hand 7. From thence He shall come down with dread To Judge both quick and dead 8. I in the Holy Ghost believe 9. The Catholick Church receive The Saints in one Communion joyn'd 10. That sins Forgiveness find 11. That these our Bodies from the Grave A Resurrection have 12. And shall enjoy a Life of bliss Which Everlasting is Amen The ten Commandements Exod. 20. GOd spake these words I am the Lord Who Thee to Liberty restor'd And did from Aegypts bondage free 1. Thou shal't adore no God but Mee 2. Thou shal't no Graven Image make Nor any other likeness take In Heav'n or Earth or Seas below To which thou may'st fall down and Bow For jealous of Mine honour I Unto the fourth posterity Visit the children for the sin Which hath by Fathers acted been Yet I my Mercies heep in store For thousand generations more Of them that love Mee whose intents Walk after My Commandements 3. Thou shalt by Swearing not profane Nor take Thy Makers Name in vaine For God will no man guiltless deeme Who doth His Sacred Name blaspheme 4. Remember that to Rest and Pray Thou holy keep the Sabbath Day Six dayes thou labour shal't but This The Lord thy God's high Sabbath is No kind of work shall then be done By Thee thy daughter or thy Son Nor Servants Cattle nor the late Admitted stranger to thy Gate For God in six dayes all things made And Resting on the Seventh stay'd The Sabbath day He therefore blest And Hallow'd it for publick Rest. 5. Honour thy Parents and obay What just commands so-ere They lay That in the Land Thou long may'st live Which God doth for Thy dwelling give 6. From Bloody acts and Murther fly 7. Commit no soul Adultery 8. Thou shall 't not Steal Nor any where 9. False witness 'gainst thy Neighbor bear 10. Thou shall 't not mov'd by lust or strife Covet thy Neighbors House or Wife Nor Man nor Maid nor Ox of His Nor what to Him belonging is O Lord have mercy and incline Our Minds to keep These Lawes of Thine Write Thy Commandments in our heart That we from Them may nev'r depart Amen Veni Creator COme Holy Ghost Thy Pow'r dilate Which all things did create With Heav'nly Grace and pure desire Thy servants hearts inspire Thou ar't the Paraclete the spring Which doth all comforts bring The Life the Light the Fire of Love And Unction from above Thou do'st Thy Sev'nfold Gifts bestow That we Thy Truth may know The Finger ar't of God's Right Hand The Key to understand Thou His long promis'd Blessing ar't To glad each drooping Heart Who do'st enrich us with Thy word And Utterance afford O let Thy Light into us shine Infuse Thy Love Divine Our minds with strength'ning Grace supply To suffer constantly Our enemies assaults repell That we in Peace may dwell And guide us with Thy Mighty Arm We may avoid all harm Teach us the Father to Believe And Christ the Son receive With God the Holy Ghost who doth Proceed alike from Both To this Eternall Trinitee All Praise and Glory be And pray we Their Blest Spirit may With us for ever stay Amen Te Deum WE Praise Thee God! we daily bless And Thee the Lord confess Father from all Eternitee The Earth doth worship Thee To Thee all Angels lowdly cry The Heav'ns and Pow'rs on high To Thee Cherubs and Seraphims Sing their incessant Hymnes O Holy Holy Holy Lord Thou God of Hosts ador'd Thy Majesty and Glory still Both Earth and Heaven fill Thee the Apostles Glorious Quire The Prophets Thee admire The Martyrs noble Army raise Blest Anthemes in thy praise The Holy Church doth knowledge Thee Father of Majestee Thy true and only Son the great Most Holy-Paraclet Thou ar't O Christ of glory King The Father Equalling Yet didd'st not when to save us come Disdain the Virgins womb When Thou the sharpness of Deaths sting Ov'rcam'st by suffering Heav'ns open'd Kingdome thou didd'st give To All that Thee Believe Thou sitt'st at God's right Hand from whome Thou will 't to Judge us Come Accomplish then Thy Servants good Bought with thy Precious Blood Amongst Thy Saints in glory Crown'd Let them be number'd found Lord save Thy People from mischance Bless Thine inheritance Govern and lift Them up to bliss Which true and endless is We day by day extoll Thy fame Still worshipping Thy Name Vouchsafe this day which now begins To keep us without Sins Have mercy upon us O Lord Thy helping Grace afford Lord as our hopes on Thee depend Thy mercy on us send O Lord in Thee I trusted have Me from Confusion save Benedictus Luc. 1. v. 68. THe God of Israel be blest His people who releast And hath by One Salvation wrought From Davids linage brought As He by all His Prophets said Ere since the world was made That from our foes we should be sav'd Whose hatred us enslav'd His promis'd mercy to performe To Abraham first sworne The Oath and holy Covenant Which He to us would grant That we who now deliver'd were Might serve Him without feare In holinesse and righteous wayes Before him all our daies And Thou O Child of Gods decree Shalt call'd the Prophet be For Thou must go before His face Sent to prepare His place Unto His People in His Name Salvation
my imperfect frame By daily growth to figure came 17. O Lord how pretious O how deare Thy purposes and thoughts appeare 18. Which were they summ'd in my account They would the num'rous sands surmount These wonders alwaies present ly Fixt in my thankfull memory And whil'st of them surveies I take My contemplation still must wake 19. O God! Thou shalt the wicked slay Ye bloody men depart away 20. For their fowle tongues Thy honour staine And take Thy sacred Name in vaine 21. Do not I hate and grieve at those Whose proud despight against thee rose 22. With perfect hate I them despise Accounting them mine enemies 23. Search me O Lord and prove my heart Who Judg of all my actions art Do Thou my faith to tryall bring My hidden thoughts examining 24. Look well and all my motions view If I persist in waies untrue And when Thou find'st my feet to stray Reduce me to Thy lasting way PSAL. CXL 1. SAve me from men to evill bent And from the violent 2. Which mischeif in their hearts devise In war and tumult rise 3. Their tongues are like a Serpents whet Their lips in poyson set 4. Lord keep me from the raging foe That would my feet orethrow 5. The proud have hidden nets prepar'd To take my life ensnar'd 6. But I Thou art my God have said O heare and send me aid 7. O God my Lord the strength alone Of my salvation In day of battaile Thou my head Hast safely covered 8. Grant not O Lord their bad desire Least then their pride aspire 9. Let suddaine mischeif cover those Who would my life enclose 10. Let quenchless fire upon them raine Nor let them rise againe 11. No violent man nor evill tongue On earth be stablish'd long 12. I know the Lord will them maintaine Who have afflicted lay'n Their cause regards and doth delight To help the poor to right 13. For this unto Thy Name the just Their thanks acknowledg must And those who live upright and well Shall in Thy presence dwell PSAL. CXLI 1. TO Thee I cry O Lord make hast To heare my voice at last 2. Let my request like Incense rise Or ev'ning sacrifice 3. Set Thou a watch my mouth before And keep my speeches doore 4. Incline not unto ill my heart With sinners to take part Let me not eat of that delights Their wicked appetites 5. But let the righteous me reprove And smite me in his love Like pretious balmes or odours shed Such stroaks not break my head And in my pray'rs I shall them bless In midst of their distress 6 When wicked Judges overthrow'n Ly dash'd against the stone They shall with much contentment heare My words which comfort beare 7. Disperst and scatter'd on the grave Our bones no value have As fallen trees cut downe and cleft Are in their splinters left 8. But though in darknes clos'd I ly On Thee I fix mine eye Thou wilt not leave me in the dust In whom my soul doth trust 9. O keep me from the cruell net Which wicked men have set 10. Let them be snar'd in their own trap But let my soul escape PSAL. CXLII 1. WIth low'd-voic'd cries to God I came And my request did frame 2. I powred out my sad complaint And shew'd Him my restraint 3. Thou when my soul was drown'd in woe My way and path did'st know Yet in that walk my feet did tread Close snares for me were spread 4. I did upon my right hand look But no man knowledg took My soul of help was quite bereft And had no refuge left 5. I therefore cry'd to Thee O Lord And said this faithfull word Thou do'st my Help and Portion stand In the Eternall Land 6. Consider then my great distress Brought low with heaviness From persecuters me defend Unable to contend 7. My soule out of the prison bring That I Thy praise may sing And for this bounty shew'd to me The just shall honour Thee PSAL. CXLIII As Psalme 25. 1. O Lord my Prayer heare Presented in Thy feare With mercy answer my request In humblest words exprest 2. Weigh not in judgments scales Thy servants daily failes For no man living in Thine eye Himself shall justify 3. My foes which do pursue My soule by waies undue Make me in darkness hide my head Like those have long been dead 4. My Spirit faint and worne Is by my griefes oreborne My heart within me desolate Through my dejected state 5. Yet I the daies of old In my remembrance hold Thy wonders past I meditate And all Thy works of late 6. To Thee I stretch my hands Like as the thirsty Lands The fruitfull raines desire to see So thirsts my soul for Thee 7. Heare me O Lord with speed My fainting spirit heed Least if Thou frowne I prove like those The pit of Death doth close 8. O let my longing eare Betimes Thy kindnes heare In Thee I trust reveale that Path Thy truth prescribed hath 9. Lord save me from their spight Who in my wrongs delight To Thee my soul for shelter flies Against hir enemies 10. Teach me to do Thy will That I may please Thee still Let Thy good spirit me direct To live with Thine elect 11. Lord quicken me againe Cleanse Thou my sinfull staine For Thy great Name and justice sake My soul from trouble take 12. I am Thy servant Lord My comfort is Thy word Then of Thy goodnes those destroy Who in my sorrowes joy PSAL. CXLIV 1. BLest be the Lord my strength my might Who taught my hands to fight 2. My rock my shield and helper true My people to subdue 3. Lord what is man or what his race Thy notice should him grace 4. Who is so vaine his daies do fade Like to the passing shade 5. O Lord the arched Heavens bow Come downe to earth below Touch their proud tops and then thy stroak Shall make the mountains smoak 6. From Thy full clouds quick lightning cast And them by scatt'ring wast Let Thy sharparrowes 'gainst them shot Destruction make their lot 7. Send from above Thine hand to save Me from the swelling wave 8. From children strange whose mouth speaks hate Whose right hand acts deceit 9. Then I new Songs will sing to Thee Upon the Psalterie And on the ten-string'd Instrument Ditties of praise invent 10. For God salvation gives to Kings His help to David brings From perill of the Sword and grave He doth His servant save 11. Deliver me from strangers hands Whose mouth against Thee bands Whose right hand falshood doth defend Whose deeds in rapine end 12. Our Sons like plants then fresh in growth Shall flourish in their youth Our daughters like faire columnes be Which we in Temples see 13. Our garners shall be fill'd with store Our sheep bring thousands more 14. Our Oxen strong nor shall restraint Cause in our streets complaint 15. Happy that people and that place Which is in such a case Yea blessed are and happy they Who God their
Lord obey PSAL. CXLV Sing this as Psalme 100. 1. I Thee extoll my God and King And of Thy Name for ever sing 2. I Thee will bless through all my daies And yield Thy Name eternall praise 3. Great is the Lord prais'd and admir'd His greatness is by none exquir'd 4. Each generation shall declare How mighty His atchievements are 5. I will Thy glory celebrate Thy wond'rous works Majestick State 6. Thy acts of terrour and of fame All men shall speak and I proclaime 7. They shall abundantly profess Thy goodness and Thy righteousness 8. Whose grace and full compassions flow To mercy swift to anger slow 9. God's goodness every where extends His mercy all His works transcends 10. All things O Lord Thou did'st create And Saints Thy praise shall celebrate 11. Their tongues Thy Kingdom 's rule make know'n By them Thy glorious acts are show'n 12. That all the Sons of men may see Thy mighty pow'r and Majestie 13. Thy Kingdom doth for ever last When men decay and time is past 14. God doth uphold all such as fall And men cast downe from ruin call 15. The eyes of all on Thee attend Who in due season meat do'st send 16. Thy open hand when need requires Doth satisfie their just desires 17. The Lord is right in all His waies In Holiness His works He layes 18. The Lord is good and nigh to all Who faithfully upon Him call 19. He their desire will satisfie Who feare Him and regard their cry 20. Saves all that love Him from annoy But all the wicked will destroy 21. Therefore my mouth to speake His praise Shall lowd and thankfull accents raise And let all flesh whom He did frame For ever bless His Holy Name PSAL. CXLVI 1. TTo God my soule His praises give And bless Him whil'st I live 2. I will to Him my thankes up send Untill my being end 3. Put not in Princes any trust Nor in the Sons of dust Who nor themselves nor others save From the devouring grave 4. Soon as man breathless doth remaine He turnes to earth againe And as his time of life expires So perish his desires 5. O therefore happy he whose faith On God relyance hath Who makes the fear of Him his scope And object of his hope 6. He Heav'n and earth and Sea did frame With all that Those containe And when their frame is quite defac't His truth shall ever last 7. He doth the wronged help to right Who are opprest by might Feeds those that are to want expos'd And hath the Captives loos'd 8. He to the blind restores their eyes He makes the fall'n to rise He upon such bestowes his care Who just and faithfull are 9. The Lord all strangers doth receive And fatherless releive When wicked men are overthrowne And all their hopes cast downe 10. The Lord thy God O Sion reignes His glory still remaines Then to thy everlasting King Eternall praises sing PSAL. CXLVII 1. PRaise ye the Lord a pleasant thing It is His praise to sing 2. God ruin'd Salem doth repaire Whose out-casts gather'd are 3. He heales and binds the broken heart Relieves the wounded's smart 4. The sparkling Starres He numbers all And by their names doth call 5. Great is our Lord and strong His might His Wisdome infinite 6. He doth the meek exalt and crowne But cast's the wicked downe 7. To God the Lord so good so great Your thankfull hymnes repeat And to the Harpes melodious string His constant praises sing 8. Who heavens face with vapour shrowds And covers it with clouds Who powres his raine on earth below And makes the Mountaines grow 9. He gives his food unto the beast And from their airy nest When the young ravens to Him cry Feeds Them abundantly 10. He not delights in strength of horse Nor values humane force 11. But those who make His feare their scope And in His mercy hope 12. Ierusalem O praise the Lord Sion Thy God record 13. Who barres thy gates to give thee rest And hath thy children blest 14. He maketh in thy borders peace Fills thee with cornes increase 15. His wing'd commands most swiftly run And soon as said are done 16. He giveth like the wooll his snowes Hoare frost like ashes strowes 17. Casts forth his Ice like morsells roll'd Who can withstand His cold 18. He sendeth out His word and Law Which melts them to a thaw He causeth His strong wind to blow And makes the waters flow 19. His word He doth to Iacob shew Makes him His judgment know And to his chosen Israel He doth His Statutes tell 20. He with no Nation so did deale Nor thus His Love reveale Who nor His judgments knew nor word Therefore Praise ye the Lord. PSAL. CXLVIII To the proper Tune 1. PRaise God from Heaven high Who sits above the sky 2. Ye glorious Angels all Ye Hosts Celestiall 3. Ye Sun and Moon Both Night and Noon Ye Stars of light His praise recite 4. Praise Him ye Heavens that move Ye waters them above 5. Praise Him whose pow'rfull Name Created This great frame He did command 6. Them fast to stand By His decree They lasting be 7. All that earth's bosome keeps Ye dragons and all deepes 8. Fire haile the falling snow The furious winds that blow Stormes that fulfill His sacred will And serve His word Praise ye the Lord. 9. Mountaines that touch the sky Ye Hills which lower ly All trees that fruitfull are The Cedars tall and faire 10. Beasts which the field Or pastures yeild Each creeping thing And bird of wing 11. Kings which the earth do sway People who them obey Princes of royall birth And Judges of the earth 12. Young men and maids Old men and babes 13. Let them proclaime His awfull name His Name doth all excell In earth or Heaven that dwell 14 He will His People raise Of all His Saints the praise Ev'n Iacob deare His care most neare Joyn'd in accord Praise ye the Lord. PSAL. CXLIX Sing this as Psalme 119. 1. PRaise ye the Lord New Anthems bring Which ye to God may sing And let the quire of Saints His praise In their assembly raise 2. Let Israel in Him rejoyce Who form'd him with his voyce Let all the Sons from Sion spring Be joyfull in their King 3. Let them with Dance and Pipe proclaime The glory of His Name Let them sing praises with the Harp With Timbrell shrill and sharp 4. For in His people He delights Who celebrate His Rites And those with meekness who abound Are with salvation crown'd 5. Let Saints with glory raise their heads And sing upon their beds 6. Let His high praise who rules the skies Their voices exercise And in their hand a Two-edg'd sword Be put to act His word 7. For judgment 'gainst the Heathen bent And peoples punishment 8. Their captive Kings in chaines confin'd With manacles to bind And their rebellious Nobles lead In iron fettered 9. To execute that heavy wrath His judgment threat'ned hath