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Domine ne
Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #19a (1640) Scripture: Psalm 38 First Line: Put me not to rebuke O Lord Lyrics: 1 Put me not to rebuke, O Lord,
in thy provoked ire:
Ne in thy heavy wrath O Lord,
correct me I desire.
2 Thine arrowes do stick fast in me
thy hand doth presse me sore:
And in my flesh no health at all
appeareth any more.
3 And all this is by reason of
thy wrath that I am in:
Not any rest is in my bones,
by reason of my sin.
4 For lo, my wicked doings (Lord)
above my head are gone;
A greater load than I can beare,
they lie me sore upon.
5 My wounds stink and are festred so,
and loathsome is to see:
Which all through mine own foolishness
betideth unto me.
6 And I in carefull wise am brought
in trouble and distresse:
That I go wailing all the day
in dolefull heavinesse.
7 My loynes are filled with sore disease,
my flesh hath no whole part
8 I feeble am, and broken sore,
I roare for griefe of heart.
9 Thou know'st (Lord) my desire, my groans
are open in thy sight.
10 My heart doth pant, my strength doth faile,
mine eyes have lost their light.
11 My lovers and my wonted friends
stand looking on my wo:
And eke my kinsmen farre away
are me departed fro.
12 They that did seek my life laid snares,
and they that sought the way
To do me hurt, speak lies and thought
on mischiefe all the day.
The second Part:
13 But as a deafe man I became,
that cannot heare at all:
14 And as one dumbe, that opens not
his mouth to speak withall.
15 For all my confidence O Lord,
I wholly set on thee:
O Lord thou Lord thou art my God,
do thou give eare to me.
16 This do I crave, that they my foes
triumph not over me:
For when my foot doth slip, then they
did joy my fall to see.
17 And truly I poore wretch am set,
in place, a wofull wight:
And eke my grievous heavinesse
is ever in my sight.
18 For while that I my wickednesse
in humble wise confesse:
And while I for my sinfull deeds.
my sorrowes do expresse.
19 My foes do still remaine alive,
and mighty are also:
And they that hate me wrongfully,
in number jigely grow.
20 They stand against me that my good
with evil do repay:
Because that good and honest things
I do ensue alway.
21 Forsake me not, O Lord my God,
be thou not farre away:
22 Hast met to help, my Lord, my God,
my safety and my stay. Languages: English
Domine ne
Dixi custodiam
Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #19b (1640) Scripture: Psalm 39 First Line: I said I will look to my waies Lyrics: 1 I said I will look to my waies,
for feare I should go wrong:
I will take heed all times that I
offend not with my tongue.
2 As with a bit I will keep fast
my mouth with force and might:
Not once to whisper all the while
the wicked are in sight.
3 I held my tongue and spake no word,
but kept me close and still:
Yea from good talk I did refraine,
but sore against my will.
4 My heart waxt hot within my brest
with musing, thought and doubt,
Which did increase and stirre the fire,
at last these words burst out.
5 Lord number out my life and daies,
which yet I have not past:
So that I may be certifi'd
how long my life shall last.
6 Lord thou hast pointed out my life,
in length much like a span:
My age is nothing unto thee,
so vain is every man!
7 Man walketh like a shade, and doth
in vaine himselfe annoy:
In getting goods, and can not tell
who shall the same enjoy.
8 Now Lord sith things this wise do frame
what help do I desire?
Of truth my help doth hang on thee,
I nothing els require.
The second Part:
9 From all the sins that I have done,
Lord quit me out of hand:
And make me not a scorne to fools,
that nothing understand.
10 I was so dumbe, and to complaine
no trouble could me move:
Because I knew it was thy work
my patience for to prove.
11 Lord, take from me thy scourge and plague,
I cannot them withstand:
I faint and pine away for feare
of thy most heavy hand.
12 When thou for sin dost man rebuke,
he waxeth wo and wan,
As doth a cloth that moths have fret,
so vaine a thing is man.
13 Lord heare my suit, and give good heed
regard my teares that fall:
I sojourne like a stranger here,
as did my fathers all.
14 O spare a little, give me space
my strength for to restore:
Before I go away from hence,
and shall be seene no more. Languages: English
Dixi custodiam
Expectans expectavi
Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #20 (1640) Scripture: Psalm 40 First Line: I waited long and sought the Lord Lyrics: 1 I waited long and sought the Lord,
and patiently did beare:
At length he did to me accord
my voice and cry to heare.
2 He pluck'd me from the lake so deep,
out of the mire and clay:
And on a rock he set my feet,
and he did guide my way.
3 To me he taught a Psalms of praise,
which I must shew abroad:
And sing new songs of thanks alwaies
unto the Lord our God.
4 When all the folk these things shall see
as people much afraid:
Then they unto the Lord will flee,
and trust upon his aid.
5 O blest is he whose hope and heart
doth in the Lord remaine:
That with the proud doth take no part,
nor such as lie and faine.
6 For Lord my God thy wondrous deeds
in greatnesse far do passe:
Thy favour towards us exceeds
all things that ever was.
7 When I intend and do devise
thy works abroad to show,
To such a reckoning they do rise,
thereof no end I know.
8 Burnt offrings thou delightst not in,
I know thy whole desire:
With sacrifice to purge his sin,
thou dost no man require.
9 Meat-offerings and sacrifice
thou wouldst not have at all:
But thou (O Lord) hast open made
mine eares to hear withall.
10 But then, said I, behold and look,
I come a meane to be:
For in the volume of the book
Thus it is said of me.
11 That I (O Lord) should do thy mind,
which thing doth please me well:
For in my heart thy law I find,
fast placed there to dwell.
12 Thy justice and thy righteousnesse
in great resorts O te;;"
Behold my tongue no time doth cease
O Lord thou know'st full well.
The second Part:
13 I have not hid within my breast
thy goodnesse as by stealth:
But I declare and have exprest
thy truth and saving health.
14 I kept not close thy loving mind,
that no man it should know:
The trust that in thy truth I find,
to all the Church I show.
15 Thy tender mercy (Lord) from me
withdraw thou not away.
But let thy love and verity
preserve me still for aye.
16 For I with mischiefs many a one
am sore beset about:
My sins increase, and so come on,
I cannot spie them out.
17 For why? in number they exceed
the haires upon my head:
My heart doth faint for very dread.
that I am almost dead.
18 With speed send help and set me free,
O Lord I thee require:
Make hast with aid to succour me,
O Lord at my desire.
19 Let them sustaine rebuke and shame,
that seek my soule to spill:
Drive back my foes, and them defame,
that wish and would meill.
20 For their ill feats do them descrie,
that would deface my name:
Alwaies at me they raile and cry,
fie on him fie for shame.
21 Let them in thee have joy and wealth,
that seek to thee alwaies:
That those that love thy saving health,
may say to God be praise.
22 But as for me, I am but poore,
opprest and brought ful low:
Yet thou O Lord wilt me restore
to health full well I know.
23 For why thou art my hope and trust,
my refuge, help and stay:
Wherefore, my God, as thou art just,
with me no time delay. Languages: English
Expectans expectavi
Beauts que intelligit
Author: T. S. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #21a (1640) Scripture: Psalm 41 First Line: The man is blest that carefull is Lyrics: 1 The man is blest that carefull ise
the needy to consider:
For in the season perillous
the Lord will him deliver.
2 The Lord will make him safe & sound,
and happy in the land:
And he will not deliver him
into his enemies hand.
3 And in his bead when he lies sick,
the Lord will him restore:
And thou O Lord, wilt turne to health
his sicknesse and his sore.
4 Then in my sicknesse thus said I,
Have mercy Lord on me:
And heale my soule which is full wo,
that I offended thee.
5 Mine enemies wish'd me ill in heart,
and thus of me did say:
When shall he die, that all his name
may vanish quite away?
6 And when they come to visit me,
then ask if I do well:
But in their hearts mischief they hatch,
and to their mates it tell.
7 They bite their lips and whisper so,
as though they would me charm:
And cast their fetches how to trap
me with some deadly harm.
8 Some grievous sin hath brought him to
this sicknesse, say they plaine:
He is so low, that without doubt
rise can he not againe.
9 The man also that I did trust,
with me did use deceit:
Who at my table did eat bread,
the same for me laid wait.
10 Have mercy, Lord, on me therefore,
and let me be preserv'd:
That I may render unto them
the things they have deserv'd.
11 By this I know assuredly
to be belov'd of thee:
When that mine enemies have no cause
to triumph over me.
12 But in my right thou hast me kept,
and maintained alway:
And in thy presence place assign'd
where I shall dwell for aye.
13 The Lord the God of Israel,
be praised evermore,
Even so be it (Lord) will I say,
even so be it therefore. Languages: English
Beauts que intelligit
Quemadmodum
Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #21b (1640) Scripture: Psalm 42 First Line: Like as the Hart doth breath & bray Lyrics: 1 Like as the hart doth breath & bray,
the well-springs to obtaine:
So doth my soule desire alway,
with thee Lord to remaine.
2 My soule doth thirst, and would draw neare
the living God of might:
O when shall I come and appeare
in presence of his sight?
3 The teares all times are my repast,
which from mine eyes do slide:
Whem wicked men cry out so fast,
Where now is God thy guide?
4 Alas what grief is it to think
the freedome once I had,
Therefore my soule, as at pits brink,
most heavie is and sad.
When I did march in good array,
funrished with my traine:
Unto the Temple was our way,
with songs and hearts most faine.
5 My soule why art thou sad alwaie,
and fretst thus in my brest?
Trust still in God for him to praise,
I hold it ever best.
By him I have succour at need
against all paine and grief:
He is my God which with all speed
will hast to send relief.
6 And thus my soule within me lord,
doth faint to think upon
The land of Jordan and record
the little hill Hermon.
The second Part.
7 One grief another in doth call,
as clouds burst out their voice:
The floods of evil that do fall,
run over me with noise.
8 Yet I by day felt his goodnesse,
and help at all assaies:
Likewise by night I did not cease
the living God to praise.
9 I am persuaded thus to say
to him with pure pretence:
O Lord, thou art my guide and stay,
my rock and sure defence.
Why do I then in pensivenesse,
hanging the head thus walk?
While that mine enemies oppresse,
and vex me with their talke.
10 For why? they pierce my inward parts
with pains to be abhor'd:
When they cry out with stubborn hearts,
Where now is God thy Lord?
11 So soon why dost thou faint and quaile,
my soule with paine opprest?
With thoughts thy dost thy self assaile,
so sore within my brest?
12 Trust in the Lord thy God alwaies,
and thou the time shalt see
To give him thanks with laud and praise,
for health restor'd to thee. Languages: English
Quemadmodum
Judica me Domine
Author: T. S. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #22a (1640) Scripture: Psalm 43 First Line: Iudge and revenge my cause O Lord Lyrics: 1 Judge and defend my cause O Lord,
from them that evill be:
From wicked and deceitful men,
O Lord deliver me.
2 For of my strength thou art the God,
why putst thou me thee fro?
And why walk I so heavily
oppressed with my foe?
3 Send out thou light and eke thy truth,
and lead me with thy grace:
Which may conduct me to thy hill,
and to thy dwelling place.
4 Then shall I to thy altar go
of God my joy and cheare:
And on my harp give thanks to thee,
O God my God most deare.
5 Why art thou then so sad, my soule,
and fretst thus in my brest?
Still trust in God for him to praise
I hold it alwaies best.
6 By him I have deliverance
against all paine and grief:
He is my God which doth alwaies
at need send me reliefe. Languages: English
Judica me Domine
Deus autibus
Author: T. S. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #22b (1640) Scripture: Psalm 44 First Line: Our eares have heard our fathers tell Lyrics: 1 Our eares have heard our fathers tell,
and reverently record,
The wondrous works that thou hast done
in alder time, O Lord.
2 How thou didst cast the Gentiles out
and stroldst them with strong hand:
Planting our fathers in their place,
and gav'st to them their land,
3 They conquered not by sword nor strength
the land of thy behest:
But by thy hand, thy arm, and grace,
because thou lov'dst them best.
4 Thou art my King, O God who holp
Jacob in sundry wise:
5 Led with thy power, we threw down such
as did against us rise.
6 I trusted not in bow nor sword,
they could not save me sound:
7 Thou keptst us from our enemies rage,
and didst our foes confound.
8 And still we boast of thee our God,
and praise thy holy Name:
9 Yet now thou go'st not with our host,
but leavest us to shame.
10 Thou mad'st us flie before our foes,
and so were over-trod;
Our enemies rob'd, and spoil'd our goods
we were sperst abroad.
11 Thou hast us given to our foes,
as sheep for to be slaine:
Amongst the heathen every where
scattered we do remain.
12 Thy people thou hast sold like slaves,
and as a thing of nought:
For profit none thou hadst thereby,
no gaine at all was sought.
13 And to our neighbours thou hast made
of us a laughing stock:
And those that round about us dwell,
at us do grin and mock.
The second Part.
14 Thus we serve for no other use,
but for a common talk:
They mock, they scorn, they nod their heads
where ere they go or walk.
15 I am asham'd continually
to heare these wicked men:
Yea so I blush, that all my face
with red is covered then.
16 For why? we heare such slanderous words,
such false reports and lies;
That death it is to see their wrongs,
their threatnings, and their cries.
17 For all this we forgot not thee,
nor yet thy covenant brake:
18 We turn not back our hearts from thee,
nor yet thy paths forsake.
19 Yet thou hast trod us down to dust,
where dens of dragons be:
And covered us with shade of death,
and great adversity.
20 If we had our Gods name forgot,
and help of Idols sought,
21 Would not God then have tri'd this out
for he doth know our thought?
22 Nay, nay, for thy Names sake O Lord
alwayes are we slaine thus:
As sheep into the shambles sent,
right so they deale with us.
23 Up, Lord, why sleepest thou? awake,
and leave us not for all:
24 Why hidest thou thy countenance,
and dost forget our thrall.
25 For down to dust our soul is brought
and we now at last call:
Our belly like as it wer gl'd,
unto the ground cleaves fast.
26 Rise up therefore for our defence,
and help us (Lord) at need:
We thee beseech for thy goodnesse,
to rescue us with speed. Languages: English Tune Title: [Our ears have heard our fathers tell]
Deus autibus
Eructavit cor meum
Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #23a (1640) Scripture: Psalm 45 First Line: My heart doth take in hand Lyrics: 1 My heart doth take in hand,
some godly song to sing:
The praise that I shall shew therein,
pertaineth to the King.
2 My tongue shall be as quick,
his honour to indite,
As is the pen of any scribe
that useth fast to write.
3 O fairest of all men,
thy speech is pleasant pure:
For God hath blessed thee with gifts
for ever to endure.
4 About thee gird thy sword,
O Prince of might elect:
With honour, glory, and renown,
thou art most richly deckt.
5 Go forth with godly speed,
with meeknesse truth, and right:
And thy right hand shall thee instruct
in works of dreadfull might.
6 Thine arrows sharp and keen
their heart so sore shall sting:
That folk shall fall and kneele to thee,
yea all thy foes O King.
7 Thy royall seat O Lord,
for ever shall remaine:
Because the Scepter of thy Realme
doth righteousnesse maintaine.
8 Because thou lov'st the right,
and dost the ill detest,
God even thy God hath nointed thee
with joy above the rest.
9 With myrrhe and savours sweet
thy clothes are all bespread:
When thou dost from thy pallace passe,
therein to make thee glad.
10 Kings daughters do attend
in fine and rich array;
At thy right hand the Queene doth stand
in gold and garments gay.
The second Part.
11 O daughter take good heed,
incline and give good eare:
Thou must forget thy kindred all,
and father's house most deare.
12 Then shall the King desire
thy beauty faire and trim:
For why? he is the Lord thy God,
and thou must worship him.
13 The daughters then of Tyre,
with gifts fill rich to see,
And all the wealthy of the land
shall make their suit to thee.
14 The daughter of the King
is glorious to behold:
Within her closet she doth sit
all deckt in beaten gold.
15 In robes well wrought with needle,
and many a pleasant thing:
With Virgins fair on her to wait,
she commeth to the King.
16 Thus are they brought with joy,
and mirth on every side,
Into the pallace of the King,
and there they do abide.
17 In stead of parents lest,
(O Queene the case so stands)
Thou shalt have sonnes whom thou maist see,
as Princes in all lands.
18 Wherefore thy holy Name,
all ages shall record:
The people shall give thanks to thee,
for evermore O Lord. Languages: English
Eructavit cor meum
Deus noster
Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #23b (1640) Scripture: Psalm 46 First Line: The Lord is our defence and aid Lyrics: 1 The Lord is our defence and aid,
the strength whereby we stand:
When we with wo are much dismaid
he is our help at hand.
2 Though th'earth remove we will not feare,
though hils so high and steep
Be thrust and hurled here and there
within the sea so deep:
3 No though the waves do rage so sore,
that all the banks it spils:
And though it overflow the shore,
and beat down mighty hils.
4 For one faire floud doth send abroad
his pleasant streames apace:
To fresh the City of our God,
and wash his holy place.
5 In midst of her the Lord doth dwell,
she can no whit decay,
All things against her that rebell,
the Lord will truely slay.
6 The heathen folk and kingdomes feare,
the people make a noise:
The earth doth melt and not appeare,
when God puts forth his voice.
7 The Lord of hoasts doth take our part,
to us he hath an eye:
Our hope of health with all our heart
on Jacob's God doth lie.
8 Come here & see with mind & thought,
the working of our God:
What wonders he himselfe hath wrought
in all the world abroad.
9 By him all wars are husht and gone,
which countries did conspire:
Their bows he brake, & speares each one
their chariots burnt with fire.
10 Leave off therefore (saith he) and know
I am a God most stout:
Among the heathen high and low,
and all the earth throughout.
11 The Lord of hoasts doth us defend,
he is our strength and tower:
On Jacob's God we do depend,
and on his mighty power. Languages: English
Deus noster
Omnes gentes
Author: J. H. Hymnal: WBPF1640 #24a (1640) Scripture: Psalm 47 First Line: Ye people all with one accord Lyrics: 1 Ye people all with one accord,
clap hands and eke rejoyce:
Be glad and sing unto the Lord.
with sweet and pleasant voice.
2 For high the Lord and dreadfull is
his wonders manifold:
A mighty King he is truly
in all the earth extold.
3 The people shall he make to be
unto our bondage thrall:
And underneath our feet he shall
the nations make to fall.
4 For us the heritage he chose.
which we possesse alone:
The flourishing worship of Jacob
his well beloved one.
5 Our God ascended up on high,
with joy and pleasant noise:
The Lord goes up above the skie,
with trumpets royall voice.
6 Sing praises to our God, sing praise,
sing praises to our King:
7 For God is King of all the earth,
all skilful praises sing.
8 God om the heathen raignes, and sits
upon his holy throne:
The Princes of the people have
them joyned every one.
9 To Abrahams people, for our God
which is exalted hie,
As with a buckler doth defend
the earth continually.
Languages: English
Omnes gentes
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