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Audite haec omnes
Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: All people hearken and give ear Lyrics: 1 All people hearken, and give eare
to that which I shall tell:
2 Both high and low, both rich and poore
that in the world do dwell.
3 For why? my mouth shall make discourse
of many things most wise:
In understanding shall my heart
its study exercise.
4 I will incline mine ear to know
the parable so dark,
And open all my doubtfull speech
in meeter on my harp.
5 Whey should I feare afflictions,
or any carefull toile:
Or else my foes which at my heeles
are prest my life to spoile.
6 For as for such as riches have,
wherein their trust is most:
And they who of their treasures great
themselves do brag and boast
7 There is not one of them that can,
his brother's life redeem:
Or that can give a price to God
sufficient for him.
8 It is too great a price to pay,
none can thereto attaine:
Or that he might his life prolong?
or not in grave remaine.
9 They see wise men as well as fooles,
subject unto deaths bands:
And being dead strangers possesse
their goods, their rents, their lands.
10 Their care is to build houses faire,
and so determine sure,
To make their name right great on earth
for ever to endure.
11 Yet shall no man alwaies enjoy
high honour, wealth, and rest:
12 But shall at length tast deaths cup
as well as the bruit beast.
The second Part.
13 And though they find their foolish thoughts
to be most lewd and vaine:
Their children yet approve their talk,
and in like sin remaine.
14 As sheep into the fold are brought
they shall be laid in grave:
Death shall them eate and in that day,
the just shall Lordship have.
Their image and their royall port
shall fade and quite decay:
When as from house to pit they passe,
with wo and weale away.
15 But God will surely preserve me
from death and endless paine:
Because he will of his good grace,
my soule receive againe.
16 If any man waxe wondrous rich,
feare not I say therefore:
Although the glory of his house
increaseth more and more:
17 For when he dies, of all these things
nothing shall he receive:
His glory will not follow him,
his pomp will take her leave.
18 Yet in this life he counts himselfe
the happiest under Sun:
And others likewise flatter him,
saying all is well done.
19 And presuppose he live as long
as did his fathers old:
Yet must he needs at length give place,
and be brought to deaths fold.
20 Thus man to honour God hath brought
yet doth he not consider:
But like bruit beasts so doth he live
which turn to dust and powder Scripture: Psalm 49
Audite haec omnes
Deus Deorum
Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: The God of gods, the Lord Lyrics: 1 The God of gods, the Lord,
hath cal'd the earth by name:
From whence the Sun doth rise, unto
the setting of the same.
2 From Sion his faire place,
his glory bright and cleare,
The perfect beauty of his grace,
from thence it did appeare,
3 Our God shall come in haste,
to speake he shall not doubt:
Before him shall the fire wast,
and tempest round about.
4 The heavens from on high,
the earth below likewise
He will call forth, to judge and trie,
his fok he doth devise.
5 Bring forth my Saints, saith he,
my faithfull flock most deare:
Which are in band and league with me,
my law to love and feare.
6 And when these thins are tride,
the heavens shall record,
That God is just and all must bide
the judgement of the Lord.
7 My people O give heed,
Israel to thee I cry:
I am thy God, thy help at need,
thou canst it not deny.
8 I do not say to thee,
thy sacrifice is slack:
Thou offer'\est daily unto me
much more than I do lack.
9 Think'st thou that I do need
thy cattel young or old?
Or els so much delight to feed
on Goats out of thy fold?
10 Nay, all the beasts are mine,
in woods that eat their fills:
And thousand more of neat and kine
that run wild on the hills:
The second Part:
11 The birds that build on hie,
in hils and out of sight:
And beasts that in the fields do lie,
are subject to my might.
12 Then though I hungered sore,
what need I ought of thine?
Sitj that the earth with her great store.
and all therein is mine?
13 To Buls flesh have I mind.
to eat it dost thou think?
Or such a sweetnesse do I find
the blood of Goats to drink?
14 Give to the Lord his praise,
with thanks to him apply:
And see thou pay thy vowes alwaoes
unto the God most hie.
15 Then seek and call to me,
when ought would work thee blame;
And I will sure deliver thee,
that thou maist praise my Name.
16 But to the wicked traine,
which talk of God each day:
And yet their works are foule and vaine,
to them the Lord will say>
17 With what face darest thou
my word once speak or name?
Why do thy talk my law allow?
thy deeds deny the same/
18 Whereas for to amend
thy life thou art so slack:
My word, the which thou dost pretend,
is cast behind thy back,
The third Part.
19 When thou a thief dost see,
by theft to live in wealth:
With him thou runst and dost agree
likewise to thrive by stealth.
20 When thou dost them behold.
that wives and maids defile:
Thou lik'st it well, and waxest bold,
to use that life most vile.
21 Thy lips thou dost apply,
to slander and defame:
Thy tongue is taught to craft and lie,
and still doth use the same.
22 Thou studiest to revile
thy friends to thee most neare:
With slander thou wouldst needs defile
thy mothers sonne most deare.
23 Hereat while I do wink,
as though I did not see:
Thou goest on still, and so dost think
that I am like to thee.
24 But sure I will not let
to strike when I begin:
Thy faults in order I will set,
And open all thy sin.
25 Mark this I you require,
that have not God in mind:
Lest when I plague you in mine ire,
your help be far to find,
26 He that doth give to me
the sacrifice of praise,
Doth please me well and he shall see
to walk in godly waies. Scripture: Psalm 50
Deus Deorum
Miserere mei
Author: W. W. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: O Lord consider my distress Lyrics: 1 O Lord, consider my distresse,
and now with speed some pitie take:
My sins deface, my faults redresse,
good Lord, for thy great mercies sake.
2 Wash me, O Lord, and make me cleane,
from this unjust and sinfull act:
And purifie me once againe,
my heinous crime and bloudy fact.
3 Remorse and sorrow do constraine
me to acknowledge my excesse:
My sin alas doth still remaine
before my face without release.
4 For thee alone I have offended,
committing evill in thy sight:
And if I were therefore condemned,
yet were thy judgments just & right,
5 It is too manifest alas,
that first I was conceiv'd in sin:
Yea of my mother so borne was,
and yet vile wretch remaine therein.
6 Also behold Lord, thou dost love
the inward truth of a pure heart:
Therefore thy wisdome from above
thou hast reveal'd me to convert.
7 If thou with hysop purge this blot,
I shall be cleaner than the glasse:
And if thou wash away my spot,
the snow in whiteness I shall passe.
8 Therefore O Lord such joy me send,
that inwardly I may find grace:
And that my strength may now amend,
which thou hast swag'd for my trespasse.
9 Turn back thy face and frowning ire,
for I have felt enough thy hand:
And purge my sins I thee desire,
which do in number passe the sand.
10 Make new my heart within my brest,
and frame it to thy holy will:
Thy constant Spirit in me let rest,
which may these raging enemies kill.
The second Part:
11 Cast me not Lord, out from thy face,
but speedily my torments end:
Take not from me thy Spirit of grace,
which may from dangers me defend.
12 Restore me to those joyes againe,
which I was wont in thee to find:
and let me thy free Spirit retaine,
which unto thee may stir my mind.
13 Thus when I shall thy mercies know,
I shall instruct others therein:
And men that are likewise brought low
by mine example shall flie sin.
14 O God, that of my health art Lord,
forgive me this my bloudy vice:
My heart and tongue shall, then accord
to sing thy mercy and justice.
15 Touch thou my lips, my tongue untie,
O Lord which art the only key:
And then my mouth shall testifie,
thy wondrous works and praise alway.
16 And as for outward sacrifice,
I would have offered many one:
But thou esteem'st them of no price,
and therein pleasure tak'st none.
17 The heavy heart, the mind oppresy,
O Lord, thou never dost reject:
And to speak truth it is the best,
and of all sacrifice th'effect.
18 Lord unto Sion turn thy face,
powre out thy mercies on thy hill:
And on Jerusalem thy grace,
build up the wals and love it still.
19 Thou shalt accept then our offrings
of peace and righteousnesse I say:
Yea calves and many other things,
upon thinr altar will we lay. Scripture: Psalm 51 Used With Tune: [O Lord consider my distress]
Miserere mei
Miserere mei
Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Have mercy on me Lord after Lyrics: 1 Have mercy on me Lord after,
thy great abounding grace:
After thy mercies multitude.
do thou my sins deface.
2 Yea wash me more from my offence,
and cleanse me from my sin:
For I do know my faults, and still
my sin is in mine eyne.
3 Against thee, thee alone I have
offended in this case:
And evill have I done before
the presence of thy face.
4 That in the things that thou hast done
upright thou maist be tri'd:
And eke in judging that the doome
may passe upon thy side.
5 Behold in wickedness my kind
and shape I did recive.
And lo my sinfull mother eke
in sin did me conceive.
6 But lo truth in the inward parts
is pleasant unto thee:
And secrets of thy wisdome thou
revealed hast to me.
7 With hysop Lord besprinkle me,
I shall be cleansed so:
Yea wash thou me, and so I shall
be whiter than the snow.
8 Of joy and gladnesse make thou me
to heare the pleasant voice:
That so the bruised bones which thou
hast broken may rejoyce.
9 From the beholding of my sins,
Lord turne away thy face:
And all my deeds of wickednesse
do utterly deface.
10 O God create in me a heart
unspotted in thy sight:
And eke within my bowels Lord,
renew a stable spirit.
11 Ne cast me from thy sight, nor take
thy Spirit quite away?
The comfort of thy saving health
give me againe I pray.
12 With thy free Spirit establish me,
and I will teach therefore:
Sinners thy waies, and wicked shall
be turned to thy love.
The second Part:
13 O God that art God of my health,
from bloud deliver me:
That praises of thy righteousnesse
My tongue may sing to thee.
14 My lips, which yet fast closed be,
do thou O Lord unclose:
The praises of thy Majesty
my mouth shall so disclose.
15 I would have offered sacrifice,
if that had pleased thee:
But pleased with burnt offerings
I know thou wilt not be.
16 A troubled spirit is sacrifice
delightfull in God's eyes:
A broken and an humble heart,
God thou wilt not despise.
17 In thy good will deale gently Lord,
to Sion and withall
Grant that of thy Jerusalem
uprear'd may be the wall
18 Burnt offerings, gifts and sacrifice
of justice in that day
Thou shalt accept, and calves they shall
upon thine altar lay. Scripture: Psalm 51
Miserere mei
Quid gloriariss
Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Why dost thou tyrant boast abroad Lyrics: 1 Why dost thou tyrant boast abroad
thy wicked works to praise?
Dost thou not know there is a God,
whose mercies last alwaies?
2 Why doth thy mind yet still devise
such wicked wiles to warp?
Thy tongue untrue in forging lies
is like a razor sharp.
3 On mischiefe why setst thou thy mind,
and wilt not walk upright?
Thou hast more lust false tales to find,
than bring the truth to light.
4 Thou dost delight in fraud and guile,
In mischiefe, blood and wrong:
Thy lips have learn'd the flattering stile
O false deceitfull tongue.
5 Therefore shall God for aye confound,
and pluck thee from thy place:
Thy seed root out from off the ground,
and so shall thee deface.
6 The just when they behold thy fall,
with feare will praise the Lord,
And in reproach of thee withall,
cry out with one accord:
7 Behold the man that doth not take
the Lord for his defence:
But in his goods his god did make,
his trust his corrupt sense.
8 But I as Olive fresh and green,
shall spring and spread abroad:
For why? my trust all times hath been
upon the living God.
9 For this therefore will I give praise
to thee with heart and voice:
I will set forth thy Name alwaies,
wherein thy Saints rejoyce.
Scripture: Psalm 52
Quid gloriariss
Dixit imsipiens
Author: T. S. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: The foolish man is that which he Lyrics: 1 The foolish man is that which he
within his heart hath said:
That there is any God at all,
hath utterly denaid.
2 They are corrupt, and they also
a hainous work have wrought:
Among them all there is not one
of good that worketh ought.
3 The Lord look'd down on sons of men
from heaven all broad:
To see if any were that would
be wise and seek for God.
4 They are all gone out of the way,
they are corrupted all:
There is not one doth any good,
there is not one at all.
5 Do not all wicked workers know,
that they do feed upon
My people, as they feed on bread?
the Lord they call not on.
6 Even there they were afraid and stood
with trembling all dismaid.
Whereas there was no cause at all,
why they should he afraide.
7 For God his bones that thee besieg'd
hath scattered all abroad:
Thou hast confounded them for they
rejected are of God.
8 O Lord, give to thy people health,
and thou, O Lord, fulfill
Thy promise made to Israel
from out of Sion hill?
9 When God his People shall restore,
that erst were captive led:
Then Jacob shall therein rejoyce,
and Israel shall be glad. Scripture: Psalm 53
Dixit imsipiens
Deus in nomine
Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: God save me for thy holy Name Lyrics: 1 God save me for thy holy Name,
and for thy goodnesse sake:
Unto the strength (Lord) of the same,
I do my cause betake.
2 Regard, O Lord, and give an eare
to me when I do pray:
Bow down thy self to me, and heare
the words that I do say.
3 For strangers up against me rise,
and tyrants vexe me still:
Which have not God before their eyes,
they seek my soule to spill.
4 But lo my God doth give me aid,
the Lord is straight at hand:
With them by whom my soule is staid,
the Lord doth ever stand.
5 With plagues repay againe all those
for me that lie in wait:
And in thy truth destroy my foes
with their own snare and bait.
6 An offering of free heart and will,
then I to thee shall make:
And praise thy Name, for therein still
great comfort I do take.
7 O Lord at length hast set me free
from them that craft conspire:
And now mine eye with joy doth see,
on them my hearts desire. Scripture: Psalm 54
Deus in nomine
Exaudi Deus
Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: O God give eare and do apply Lyrics: 1 O God give eare and do apply,
to heare me when I pray:
And when to thee I call and cry,
hide not thy selfe away.
2 Take heed to me, grant my request
and answer me againe:
With plaints I pray full sore opprest,
great griefe doth me constraine.
3 Because my foes with threats and cries,
oppresse me through despight:
And so the wicked sort likewise
to vexe me take delight.
4 For they in counsell do conspire,
to charge me with some ill:
So in their hasty wrath and ire
they do pursue me still.
5 My heart doth faint for want of breath,
it panteth in my brest:
With terrors and the dread of death,
do work me much unrest.
6 Such dreadfull feare on me doth fall,
that I therewith do quake:
Such horror whelmeth me withall,
that I no shift can make.
7 But I did say who will give me
the swift and pleasant wings
Of some faire Dove, that I may flee,
and rest me from these things.
8 Lo then I would go farre away,
to fly I would not cease:
And I would hide my selfe and stay
in some great wildernesse.
9 I would be gone in all the hast,
and not abide behind,
That I were quit and overpast
these blasts of boisterous wind.
10 Divide them, Lord & from them pull
their divelish double tongue:
For I have spide their city full
of rapine, strife, and wrong.
11 Which things both night & day throughout
do close her as a wall:
In midst of her is mischief stout,
and sorrow eke withall.
12 Her inward parts are wicked plaine,
her deeds are much too file:
And in her streets there doth remaine
all crafty fraud and guile.
The second Part:
13 If that my foes did seek my shame,
I might it well abide:
From open enemies check and blame,
some where I could me hide.
14 But thou it was, my fellow deare,
which friendship didst pretend:
And didst my secret counsell heare,
as a familiar friend.
15 With whom I had delight to talk
in secret and abroad:
And we together oft did walk.
within the house of God.
16 Let death in hast upon them fall,
and send them quick to hell:
For mischiefe raigneth in the hall,
and parlour where they dwell.
17 But I unto my God will cry,
to him for aid I flee:
The Lord will help me by and by,
and he will succour me.
18 At morning, noone, and evening tide,
unto the Lord I pray:
When I so constantly have cride,
he did not say me nay.
19 To peace he shall restore me yet,
though warre be now at hand,
Although the number be full great,
that would against me stand.
20 The Lord that first and last doth raign
both now and evermore:
Will heare when I to him complaine,
and punish them full sore.
21 For sure there is no hope that they
to turn will once accord:
For why? they will not God obey,
nor yet do feare the Lord.
22 Upon their friends they laid their hands
which were in covenant knit:
Of friendship to neglect the bands,
they passe or care no whit
23 While they have war within their hearts,
as butter are their words:
Although their words were smothe as oyle,
they cut as sharp as swords.
25 Cast thou thy care upon the Lord,
and he shall nourish thee:
For in no wise will he accord
the just in thrall to see.
25 But God shall cast them deep in pit,
who thirst for blood alwaies:
He will no guilefull man permit
to live out halfe his daies.
26 Though such be quite destroid & gone
in thee O Lord I trust:
I will depend thy grace upon
with all my heart and lust. Scripture: Psalm 55
Exaudi Deus
Miserere mei
Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Have mercy Lord on me I pray Lyrics: 1 Have mercy Lord on me I pray,
for man would me devoure:
He fighteth with me day by day,
and troubleth me each houre.
2 Mine enemies daily enterprise
to swallow me outright:
To fight against me many rise,
O thou most high of might.
3 When they would make me sore afraid
with boasts and brags of pride:
I trust in thee alone for aid,
by thee 1 will abide.
4 God's promise I do mind and praise,
O Lord, I stick to thee:
I do not care at all assaies
what flesh can do to me.
5 What things I either did or spake,
they wrest them at their will:
And all the counsell that they take,
is how to work me ill.
6 They all consent themselves to hide,
close watch for me to lay:
They spie my paths, and snares have tide
to take my life away.
7 Shall they thus scape on mischief set,
thou God on them wilt frown:
For in thy wrath thou dost not let
to throw whole kingdomes down.
8 Thou seest how oft they made me flee,
and on my tears dost look:
Reserve them in a glasse by thee,
and write them in thy book.
9 When I do call upon thy Name,
my foes away do start:
I well perceive it by the same,
that God doth take my part.
10 I glory in the Word of God,
to praise it I accord:
With joy I will declare abroad
the promise of the Lord.
11 I trust in God the Lord, and say,
as I before began:
The Lord he is my help and stay,
I do not care for man.
12 I will perform with heart so free
to God my vows alwaies,
And I O Lord all times to thee
will offer thanks and praise.
13 My soule from death thou dost defend
and keepst my feet upright:
That I before thee may ascend,
with such as live in light. Scripture: Psalm 56
Miserere mei
Miserere mei
Author: J. H. Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Take pitie for thy promise sake Lyrics: 1 Take pitie for thy promise sake,
have mercy Lord, on me:
For why? my soule doth her betake
unto the help of thee.
2 Within the shadow of thy wings
I set my selef full fast:
Till mischiefe, malice, and like things
be gone and over-past.
3 I call upon the God most high,
to whom I stick and stand:
I meane the God that will stand by
the cause I have in hand.
4 For he from heav'n hath sent his aid,
to save me from their spight,
That to devoure me have assaied,
his mercy, truth, and might.
5 I lead my life with Lions fell,
all set on wrath and ire:
And with such wicked men I dwell,
who fret like flames of fire.
6 Their teeth are speares & arrowes long,
as sharp as I have seen:
They wound and cut with their quick tongue,
like swords and weapons keen.
7 Set up and shew thy selfe O God,
above the heavens bright:
Exalt thy praise on earth abroad,
thy Majesty and might.
8 They had their net, and did prepare
a privy cave and pit:
Wherein they think my soule to snare,
but they are fallne in it.
9 My heart is set to laud the Lord,
in him to joy alwaies:
My heart I say doth well accord
to sing his laud and praise.
10 Awake my joy, awake I say,
my Lute, my Harp, and string:
For I my selfe before the day,
will rise, rejoyce, and sing.
11 Among the people I will tell
the goodnesse of my God,
And shew his praise that doth excell
in heathen lands abroad.
12 His mercy doth extend as farre
as heavens all are high:
His truth as high as any starre
that shineth in the skie.
13 Set forth and shew thy selfe O God,
above the heavens bright:
Exalt thy praise on each abroad,
thy Majesty and might. Scripture: Psalm 57
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