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Transcript of Metrical Psalms
THE BOOK OF PSALMSCOLLECTED INTO ENGLISH meter, by THOMAS STERNEHOLD, JOHN HOPKINS, and others: conferred with the Hebrew; with apt Notes to sing them withal.Set forth and allowed to be sung in all Churches, of the people together, before and after Morning and Evening Prayer: As also before and after Sermon; and moreover in private houses, for their godly solace and comfort, laying apart all ungodly Songs and Ballads, which tend only to the nourishment of vice, and corrupting of youth.
JAMES V. If any be afflicted, let him pray: if any be merry, let him sing Psalms.
COLLOSSIANS III. Let the word of God dwell plenteously in you, in all wisdom, teaching and exhorting one another, in Psalms, Hymns, and spiritual Songs, and sing unto the Lord in your heart.
Veni Creator One holy Ghost eternal God, proceeding from above, both from the Father and the Son, the God of peace and love. Visit our minds, and into us thy heavenly grace inspire, that in all truth and godliness we may have true desire. Thou art the very comforter in all woe and distress: The heavenly gift of God most high, Which no tongue can express. The fountain and the lively spring of joy celestial: The fire so bright, the love so clear, and unction spiritual. Thou in thy gifts are manifold, whereby Christs Church doth stand, In faithful hearts writing thy Law the finger of Gods hand. According to thy promise made, thou givest speech of grace: That through thy help the praise of God may stand in every place. O holy Ghost into our minds send down thy heavenly light: Kindle our hearts with fervent love, to serve God day and night. Strength and stablish all our weakness so feeble and so frail, That neither flesh, the world, nor devil, against us do prevail. Put back our enemies far from us, and grant us to obtain: Peace in our hearts with God and man, without grudge or disdain. And grant O Lord, that thou being our leader and our guide: We may eschew the snares of sin, and from thee never slide. To us such plenty of thy grace, good Lord grant we thee pray: That thou maist be our comfortess at the last dreadful day. Of all strife and dissention O Lord dissolve the bands: And make the knots of peace and love, throughout all Christian Lands. Grant us O Lord, through thee to know, the Father most of might, That of his dear beloved son, we may attain the sight. And that with perfect faith also, we may acknowledge thee: The spirit of them both alway, one God in persons three. Laud and praise be to the Father, and to the son equal: And to the holy spirit also, one God coeternal: And pray we that thy only Son, vouchsafe his spirit to send. To all that do profess his name, unto the worlds end.
The Humble Suite of a Sinner. O Lord of whom I do depend, behold my careful heart, And when thy will and pleasure is, release me of my smart, Thou seest my sorrows what they are, my grief is known to thee: And there is none that can remove or take the same from me. But only thou whose aid I crave, whose mercy still is pressed: To ease all those that come to thee, for succor and for rest. And sith thou seest my restless eyes, my tears and grievous groan: Attend unto my suite O Lord, mark well my plaint and moan. For sin hath so enclosed me, And compass me about, That I am now remediless, if mercy help not out: For mortal man cannot release, or mitigate this pain: But even thy Christ my Lord, and God, which for my sin was slain. Whose bloody wound are yet to see, though not with mortal eye: Yet do thy Saints behold them all, and so I trust shall I. Though sin doth hinder me a while when thou shalt see it good, shall enjoy the sight of him, and see his wounds and blood.
And as thine Angels and thy saints, do now behold the same: So trust I to possess that place, with them to praise thy name. But while I live here in this vale, where sinners do frequent, Assist me ever with thy grace, my sins still to lament. Least that I tread in sinners trace, and give them my consent, To dwell with them in wickedness, where to nature is bent. Only thy grace must be my stay, least that I fall down flat. And being down, then of myself, cannot recover that. Wherefore, this is yet once again, my suite and my request, To grant me pardon for my sins, that I in thee may rest. Then shall my heart, my tongue, and voice, be instruments of praise, And in the Church and House of Saints, sing Psalms to thee always.
Venite exultemus. Ps. 95. Sing this as the Benedictus. O Come and let us now rejoice, And sing unto the Lord, And to our only savior: Also with one accord. O let us come before his face, With inward reverence, Confessing all our former sins, And that with diligence. To thank him for his benefits, Always distributing: Wherefore to him right joyfully, In Psalms now let us sing And that because that God alone, Is Lord magnificent, And eke above other Gods, A King omnipotent. His people doth not he forsake, At any time or ride: And in his hands are all the coasts Of all the world so wide. And with his loving countenance He looketh every where: And doth behold the tops of all The mountains far and near. The sea and all that is therein Are his, for he them made: And eke his hand hath fashioned, The earth which doth not fade. O come therefore and worship him, And down before him fall, And let us kneel before the Lord, The which hath made us all.
He is our God, our Lord, and King, And we his people are: His flocks and sheep of his pasture, On whom he taketh care. This day if ye will hear his voice, Yet harden not your heart, As in their bitter murmuring, When ye were in desart. Which thing was of their negligence Committed in the time Of trouble in the wilderness: A great and grievous crime. Whereas your fathers tempted me, And tried me every way: They proved me and saw my works, What I could do or say. These forty years I have been grieved, With all this generation? And evermore I said they erred In their imagination. Wherewith their hearts were sore cumbered Long time and many days, Wherefore I know assuredly, They have not known my ways. To whom I in my anger swore, That they should not be blessed, Nor see my joy celestial, Nor enter in my rest.
Gloria Patri. All laud and praise be to the Lord O that of might art most: To God the Father, and the Son, And to the Holy Ghost. As it in the beginning was, Forever heretofore: And is now at this present time, And shall be evermore.
The Song of S. Ambrose, called Te Deum. We praise thee God, we knowledge thee, the only Lord to be, and as eternal Father all, the earth doth worship thee: To thee all Angels cry, the heavens and all the powers therein, To thee Cherub and Seraphim, to cry they do not lin. O holy, holy, holy Lord, of Sabbath Lord the God, Through heaven and earth thy praise is spread, and glory all abroad. The Apostles glorious company yield praises unto thee: The Prophets goodly fellowship praise thee continually. The noble and victorious host of Martyrs found thy praise: The holy Church throughout the world, doth knowledge thee always. Father of endless Majesty they do acknowledge thee: Thy Christ, thine honorable, true, and only son to be. The holy Ghost the Comforter, of glory thou art King. O Christ and of the Father art the son everlasting. When sinful mans decay in hand thou tookest to restore, To be enclosed in virgins womb thou diddest not abhor. When thou hadst overcome of death the sharp and cruel might, Thou heavens kingdom didst set up to each believing wight. In glory of the Father thou doest sit on Gods right hand: We trust that thou shalt come our Judge, our cause to understand.
Lord help thy servants whom thou hast bought with thy precious blood: And in eternal glory set them with thy Saints so good. O Lord, do thou thy people save, bless thine inheritance: Lord govern them and Lord do thou For ever them advance. We magnify thee day by day, and world without an end Adore thy holy name, O Lord, vouchsafe us to defend. From sin this day. Have mercy Lord, have mercy on us all: And on us as we trust in thee, Lord let thy mercy fall. O Lord, I have reposed all my confidence in thee: Put to confounding shame therefore, let me never be.
The song of the three Children praising God, provoking all creatures to do the same.
O all ye works of God the Lord, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O all ye Angels of the Lord, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye starry heavens high, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the waters above the sky bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O all ye powers of the Lord bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the shining Sun and Moon, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the glistering stars of heaven, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the showers and dropping dew, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the blowing winds of God, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye fire and warming heat, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. Ye winter and the summer tide, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the dew, and binding frosts, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the frosts and chilling cold, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye congealed ice and snow, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the nights and lightsome days, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. 6
O ye the darkness and the light, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the lightnings and the clouds, bless ye the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O let the earth eke bless the Lord, yea bless the Lord, praise him, and magnify him forever. O ye the mountai