A prymer in Englyshe with certeyn prayers [et] godly meditations, very necessary for all people that vnderstonde not the Latyne tongue. Cum priuilegio regali.
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AH lorde / rebuke me not in thy wrathe / nether chasten me in thyne anger.
But deale fauoura∣bly with me o lorde, for ful sore brokē am I: heale me, lorde, for my bones are all to shaken. My soule trēbleth sore: but lorde how longe? Turne the Lorde, and dely¦uer my soule: saue me for thy mercys sake. For they verely that ar in this dedely an∣guysshe, can not thynke vpon the: in this helly paynes who may prayse the? I am wery with synghyng I shal water my bed euerynyght with my teares, so that it shal swymme in them. My face is wrinkled & dryed vp with care & anger: my enemyes haue made it full thynne with trouble.
Auoyde fro me ye workers of wyckednes: for the lorde hathe herde my complayntes poured out with wepynges. The lorde hath herde my depe desyre: the lorde hath receyued my petition. All myn enemyes shall be shamed and astonyed: they shal be put to flyghte and confounded sodenly.
Beati quorum. psal. xxxij.
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BLessed is he whose vngodlynes is for geuen: and whose synnes are couerd. Blessed is ye man to whom ye lorde rekeneth not his synne: neither is there in his spirite ony dessemlynge defayte. Whiles nowe I helde my peace dayly musinge with my selfe: & other whiles cryed oute, my bones wasted for sorow. For day and nyghte thy hande pressed me downe: my moister was dried vp lyke as one tosted in the myd¦des of somer. Selah. I shall knowledge my synne & shall not hyde my wyckednes: I thought sayeng with my selfe, I shal cō∣fesse my vngodlynes which is agaynste me to the lord: & thou euen strayght forgauest me my wickednes which openeth her selfe by my outward synne. Selah. For the whiche / euen euery saynte shal praye vnto the in tyme of besechynge: & then yf afflyc∣cion come vpon hym lyke a great swellyn∣ge floude, yet shall it not touche hym.
Thou arte my defender from tribulation: thou shalt kepe me, & shalte make me glad excedyngly for my delyueraunce: Selah.
I shall instructe the, and teache the / the way wherupon thou may ūgo: I shal coū¦sell the, & se for the right well. Se that ye be not as horse or mule, whiche are vnreso¦••able: whose chawes muste be refrayned
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with bye & brydle, lest they stryue agaynste the. Many so••owes fal vpon ye vngodly but hym that trusteth in the Lorde: mercy closeth rownd aboute. ••e glad t••erfore in ••he lorde and retoyse ye ryghtwise: make ye mery all faythfull and vpryght in her••e.
¶Domine ne. the seconde.
PUnysshe me not (lorde) of indignati∣on: nether chasten me in thy wrathe: For thy arrowes are sore smyten in to me and the desease whiche thou hast cast vpon me presseth me downe sore.
There is no healthe in my flesshe for thy wrath: there is no rest in my bones for my synnes.
For my synnes haue pressed downe my heade lyke an heuy burden: they are heuyer then I maye beare.
My olde preuy sores festred within: & now are they broken forthe for myne owne fo∣lysshnes. I am depressed and sore bro∣ken I walke in contynuall mornynge
For a foule botche occupyeth all my thy∣ghes: so that there is no helth ī my flesshe. I am feble, & sore broken: I gnasted with my tethe for sorow of my herte.
Lorde al my desyres are before the: and my sorowful syghes ar not vnknowne vnto the. My herte trembeleth and panteth for sorowe / my strengthe fayleth me and euen the very
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syght of myn iyes ceasse from theyr offyce. My frendes and my felowes stode agaynst my wounde: and my nyghe kynsfolke stode all a farre. In the meane season they yt soughte my lyfe made snares for me: & they that hūted for my faute spoke desaite, why speringe to desayue me contynually.
But I / as it hadde ben one deffe herde no∣thynge at al: and as a dumme man opened not ones my mouth. I was as one that herde not: and as one that had not a worde in his mouthe to answere for hym selfe.
For the Lorde, do I abyde: thou shalt an∣swere for me (lorde my god) For I sayd with my selfe, these men parauenture wyll reioyse vpon me: and as soone as my fote begynne to slyde, thy shal runne vpon me. For I am but an haltynge creple redy e∣uer to fall: my sorowe neuer goeth fro me. I confesse my vngodlines: I sorow for my synnes. But in the meane ceason my e∣nemes lyue & were stronge: euen they whi¦che persue me falsely ar encresed in power. Whiche acquite me euell for good, and are agaynste me: because I soughte studeously to profyte them. Forsake me not lorde: be not farre fro me (my God) Spede the to helpe me lorde: my sauynge helthe.
Miserere mei deus. psal. li.
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HAue mercy vpon me God, for thy fa∣uourable goodnes: for thy great mer¦cyes sake wype away my synnes. And yet agayne washe me more, fro my wyked¦nes & make me cleane fro my vngodlynes. For my greuous synnes do I knowledge: & my vngodlynes is euer before myne iyes. Agaynste the, agaynste the one••y haue I synned / and that yt sore offendeth the haue I done: wherfore very iuste shalte thou be knowne in thy wordis & pure, when it shal be iudged of the. Lo, I was fashoned in wyckednes, and my mother conceyued me polluted with synne. But lo, thou woldest trowthe to occupye & rule in my in¦warde par••es: thou shewedste me wysdom which thou woldest to sytte in the secretes of my herte. Sprinkle me with ysope and so shall I be clene: thou shalt wasshe me, & then shall I be whytter then snowe. Poure vpon me ioye and gladnes: make my bones to reioyse which thou hast smite Turne thy face fro my synnes: and wype awaye all my wyckednes. A pure herte create in me (o lorde) and a stedfaste ryghte spirite make a new within me. Cast me not away: & thy holy ghost take not fro me Make me agayne to reioyse, whyle thou bryngest me thy sauynge healthe: and let
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thy chyef gouernynge fre spirite strengthen and lede me. I shall instructe cursed and shrewed men in thy waye: and vngodlye men shall be conuerted vnto the
Delyuer me from the synne of murdther o god, o god my sauyour: and my tongue shall triumphe vpon thy mercy wherwith thou makest me ryghtwyse. Lorde open my lyppes: and then my mouth shal shew forthe thy prayse. For as for sacrifices thou delyghtest not in them: or els I had offred them, and as for brent sacrifices thou regardest them not. Acceptable sacrifi∣ces to god / is a broken spirite: a cōtrite and a deiected herte thou shalte not despyse O god. Deale gētly of thy fauourable beni∣uolence with syon: let the walles of Hieru¦salem be edified & preserued. Then shalt thou delyghte in the very sacrifices / in the ryghte brente sacrifice / and in the oblacion of ryghtwysnes: then shall they laye vpon thy altare the very oxen.
Domine exaudi. psal. c.ij.
LOrde heare my prayer: and suffer my depe desyre to come vnto ye. Hyde not thy face fro me in tyme of my trybula∣tion: bowe downe thyn eare vnto me in the day when I call vpon the, haste ye to graūt me. For my dayes verely are vanysshed
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awaye lyke smoke: & my bones ar dried vp lyke a stone. My herte is smyttē thrugh lyke grasse and is wythered awaye: in so muche as I forsoke to take myne owne meate. I was so dried vp with my sorow¦ful & loude syghes: that my bones cleued to my skynne. I am lyke an destrege of the wyldernes, & made lyke an owle in an olde forlaten house. I lye wakynge & am left alone: lyke the sparowe in the thacke.
Myne enemyes reuyled me all daye & they that chide me / vsed my name opprobriously I eate erthe in stede of brede: & lycken my teares in stede of drynke. And all is for thy indignation, and thy wrathe: for when I was a lofte thou thruest me downe.
My dayes are vanysshed awaye lyke a sha¦dowe: & I my selfe am whytherd lyke hay. But thou Lorde, syttest styll for euer: & thy memoriall endureth from age to age.
Thou shalt ryse and haue pyty on Syon: for it is tyme for the to fauour it / thy daye apoynted is now come. For ye stones of it please thy seruantes verely: and they fa∣uour her soyle. Euen the hethen also shal worshyp the name of the lorde: and all the kynges of therthe shall knowlege thy glo∣ryous beauty. The lorde verely shal buyl¦de spō he shall be sene in his beautiful glory.
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And he shall haue respect vnto the prayer of ye poore forsaken: his praier shall he not despyse. This thyng shall be wryten for the worlde to come: and for this cause the people whiche are yet vnmade shall praise the lorde. For he shall loke forthe of his hyghe holye place: the lorde shall beholde therthe euen from heuen. To heare the syghes of them that are in bondes: and to lose the chyldren iudged to death. That they myghte preache the name of the lorde in Syon: and his prayse in Ierusalem.
When the people and the kyngdomes: shall be gathered together to worshyp the lorde. He abated my courage in my iourney: and hathe cut of my dayes. I saye / my god / take me not away in ye mioo{is} of my dayes: for thy yeres endure throughout all ages. In the begynnyng thou layedste the foun¦dacyon of therthe: and the heuens are thy handy worke. They shal perysshe when thou shalt staude faste: and all thyng{is} shal wax olde lyke a garment / thou shalt dresse them agayne lyke a garment / & they shall be chaūged. But thou art euen thy very selfe: and thy yeares shall neuer be ended. The chyldren of thy seruantes shal dwell styll: and theyr posterite shall lyue prospe∣rously and blessedly in thy presence.
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FRo my moste depest paynfull trou∣bles: called I vpon the lorde.
Lorde heare thou me: and let thy cares be attente vnto my deape desyre. If thou sholdest loke narowly vpon our wycked∣nesses (o lorde) lorde who might abyde the? But there is mercy with the: and therfore art thou worshypped. I abyde the lorde / my soule abydeth hym: & I tary lokyng vp alway for thy {pro}myses. My soule wayteth for the lorde: as desyrously as do the watche men desyre the daye sprynge. Let Israell wayte for the lorde: for with the lorde is there mercy and plentuous redemption.
It is he that shall redeme Israell: from all theyr wyckednesses.
Domine exau. ye .ij. psal. C.xliij.
O Lorde heare my prayer / lysten vnto my feruēt besechyng: for thy trouthes sake / graunt me for thy ryghtwysenes.
Haue thou not to do with thy seruant in iudgement / for in thy presence no man ly∣uynge is reputed ryghtwyse. A cruell enemy verely persecuted my soule: he hath caste downe my lyfe in to therthe / he hath set me in darknes lyke as men iudged to dethe. My spirite is sore troubled within me: and my herte wexeth colde in my brest. But at last I remembred the dayes paste:
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I consydered all thy workes and pondred in mynde the dedes of thy handes.
I stretched forth my handes vnto the: my soule desyrously panted and breathed for the / I gaped for the lyke thyrsty earthe.
Haste the to graunt me o lorde for my spi¦rite faynteth: hyde not thy face fro me / on lesse I be lyke mē goyng downe in to theyr grakes. Make me shortly to heare of thy mercyable goodnes for in the do I truste: shewe me the way wherin I maye go / for vnto the haue I lyfted vp my soule.
Delyuer me fro myne enemyes o lorde my god: for vnder the do I hyde my selfe.
Teache me to do thy pleasures / for thou art my god: thy good spirite moughte lede me in to the ryght way. For thy names sake lorde restore me: for thy ryghtwysnes leade my soule out of this strayte anguy∣she. Ye and for thy mercyes sake all to destroye my enemyes: and shake away all that trouble my soule / for I am thy seruāt Glorye be to the Father, to the sonne, and to the holye Ghoste.
As it was in the beginnyng, as it is now and euer shall be. AMEN.
¶The commendacyons.
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¶ This psalme declareth in howe greate pryce and reuerence, the sayntes or holye men haue the lawes of god: how ernestly they are occupyed in them, howe they so∣rowe to se them broken and sayde agaynst of ye vngodly: how they pray to be taught them of god, and to be acqueynted and ac∣customed with them and to be short, how they desyre those mē to be destroyed (what so euer they be) whiche breake and saye a∣gaynste them.
¶Beati immaculati.
BLessed are they which lyue pure & innocently euē them I meane which lyue after the lawe of the lorde. Blessed are they whiche obserue his testimonies: and serche theym with all theyr herte. For they shal do no wyckednes: that thus trede his wayes.
Thou hast cōmaunded: that thy cōmaūde∣mētes sholde be kepte with earnest diligēce wolde god that my lyfe were so instructe: that I might obserue thy ordinaunces.
Then sholde I not be disapoynted: when I shall haue all thy cōmaūdemētes before myne eyes. I shall magnifie the with a pure herte: when I shall learne thy ryght∣wise iudgemētes. I shal obserue thy ordi¦naūces: forsake me not at ony time. How shold ye yong mā amēde his liuyng? he shal wel amende it in obseruyng thy pleasures.
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with all my herte haue I sought ye: suffre me not to swarue frō thy cōmaundemētes. In my herte haue I hyd thy wordes: to thentēt I wolde not offend ye. Lord thou art praise worthy: teache me thy ordinaūc{is} with my lyppes shal I shewe forth all the pleasures of thy mouthe. I shall reioyse of the way whiche thy testimonies teache: as vpon al maner of rychesse. Upon thy cōmaundemētes shal I set al my mynde: & shall set thy pathes before my eyes. In thy ordinaūces shal I delight: & I shal not forget thy wordes. Rewarde thy seruāt / that I maye lyue & obserue thy pleasures. Uncouer my eyes: yt I maye perfitly se the meruelous thynges in thy lawe. I am but a stranger in ye earthe: yet hyde not thy cōmaundemētes fro me. My soule is bro∣ken with desyre: to know at all tymes thy pleasures. Thou shalt sharply rebuke the vngodly: cursed are they ye erre from thy cō¦maūdemētes. Take away fro me obpro∣bry & ignominy / for I shal obsue thy testi∣monies. Euen ye chyef rulers sit & speake against me: but yet thy seruant is occupied euer in thy ordinaūces. Also thy testimo¦nies ar my delyght & my counselees. My soule cleued to therthe: restore me acording to thy promyses. My lyfe I haue shewed vnto the: and thou hast graūted me, teache
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me thy ordinaunces. Make me to vnder∣stonde the waies of thy comaundementes: & then shall I thynke vpon thy merueiles. My soule was melted awaye with sorow∣full thoughtes: make me styffe agayne ac∣cordyng to thy promyses. Turne thou awaye fro me the deceytfull waye: & make thy lawe plesaunte vnto me. The true waye haue I chosen: and thy pleasures I setted before my eyes. I cleaued to thy testimonies (o lorde) let me not be shamed I shall runne in the waye of thy cōmaun∣dementes: for thou wylt ease my herte. Teache me (lorde) the waye of thy ordy∣naunces: and I shall marke it for euer.
Gyue me vnderstondyng and I shall kepe thy lawe: I shall kepe it with al my herte.
Lede me by the pathe of thy preceptes: for in it is my pleasure. Bende my herte in to thy testimonies: and not in to lucre.
Turne awaye my eyes leste they beholde vayne thynges: in thy way quycken me. Make faste thy promyses to thy seruante: whiche is addicte vnto thy worshyp.
Turne away my shame whiche I feared: for thy iudgementes ar fauourable. Lo / I desyred thy cōmaundementes: restore me for thy ryghtwisnes. Be present with me (o lorde) with thy mercy: come to me with thy helpe accordynge to thy promyses.
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That I myght haue to answere my reuy∣lers: for I stycke to thy promyses. Suffer not at ony tyme ye worde of trouth to be ta¦ken fro my mouthe: for I haue respect vn∣to thy ordinaunces. And I shal obserue thy lawe studiously / euer worlde without ende. I shall begynne to be at large re∣strayned with nothyng: for I haue sought thy cōmaundemētes. I shall preach thy testimonies before kynges: and shall not be confounded. But shall delyte in thy preceptes whiche I haue loued. I shall lyft vp my hand{is} to do thy precept{is} which I haue loued: and shall thynke besely vpō thy ordynaunces. Remēbre thy promise to thy seruant: in to the whiche thou haste caused me to trust. Thy {pro}mise is my cō∣forte in my afflyction: for it is it / that resto∣reth me. These proude vngodly haue scor¦ned me sore: but yet I swarued not frō tvy lawe. I remēber thy iudgemētes which thou hast done from the begynnyng (lord) & I was well conforted. It kindled my herte and freted me sore: to se these proude vngodly thus to forsake the lawe. Thy ordynaūces were my song{is} whiles I here way fared a straunger. In the nyghte shall I thynke vpon thy name (o lorde) and I shall obserue thy lawe. This grace hast thou gyuen me: that I myght obserue thy
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cōmaūdementes. Thou art my lotte, lorde: I am full purposed to obserue thy cōmaū∣demētes. I longe for thy presence with all my hert: haue mercy vpon me according to thy {pro}myses. I called to mynde my wayes & I turned my feate vnto thy testimonyes. I hasted my selfe & deferred not: to thentēt I wolde obserue thy p̄cept{is}. The vngodly cōgregaciō hyndred me sore: yet dyd I not forgete thy lawe. At mydnight shal I ryse vp to prayse the: for thy ryghtwyse iudge∣mentes. I associate my selfe with al yt wor¦shyp the / & with them yt obserue thy cōmaū¦dementes. The erth is full of thy goodnes lord, nurture me in thy ceremonyes. Thou hast delt fauorably with thy seruāt (o lord) according to thy {pro}myse. Lerne me rightly to sauour & to knowe: for I beleue thy cō∣maūdemēt{is}. Before I was tamed with af¦flictiō I erred: but now I mark thy saying{is} Thou art good & gracyous: instruct me in thy ordinaūces. These proude vngodly fra¦med togider theyr paynted lyes agaynst me but I shall obserue thy cōmaūdemēt{is} with all my hert. Theyr grosse hert{is} are cōgeled lyke talowe: but I shall delyte in thy lawe. I was happy yt thou tamedest me with af¦fliction: yt I myght yet so be instruct in thy ordinaūces. Better is ye lawe of thy mouth to me: thā thousand{is} of golde & siluer. Thy hādes haue fasshoned & ordeyned me: gyue me vnderstāding to lerne thy cōmaūdemēt{is}
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They that fere y• shal be glad: to se me so to cleue to thy {pro}myses. Now knowe I lorde that thy iudgemētes are right good: & that thou hast scourged me of good entent. But I beseche the let thy mercy be my cōfort: ac¦cordyng to those wordes which thou {pro}my∣sedest to thy seruant. Let me be in thy fa∣uour, & I shall lyue: for thy lawe is my de∣lyte. Let these proude vngodly be cōfoūded for they go about to destroy me fautles: but yet shal I in ye meane tyme set al my mynde vpon thy cōmaūdemētes. Let them yt wor¦ship the & knowe thy testimonyes turne vn¦to me. My hert shal be {per}fyte in thy ordinaū¦ces: wherfor I shal not be shamed. My sou¦le faynted longyng after thy sauyng helpe: but yet I lyft vp my eyes vnto thy {pro}mises My eyes daseled with lokyng vp after thy {pro}mise: & I sayd whan wilt thou cōfort me? I was dryed away lyke a bladder hāged in the smoke: but yet forget I not thy ordinaū¦ces. How longe shal thy seruāt suffer these thing{is}: whan wilt thou at last gyue sentēce agaīst my pursuers. These proude vngodly digged pitfalles for me: whiche haue no re∣specte vnto thy lawe. All thy p̄ceptes are faythfull and true: they {per}secute me vnwor∣thyly, helpe thou me. They had almoost made an ende of me in therth: but yet in no maner wyse forsoke I thy cōmaūdemētes. Restore me for thy mercyes sake: and than shall I kepe ye testimonyes of thy mouth.
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O Lorde, thy worde standeth for euer: in the heuens. From generation to ge¦neration contynueth thy trouth: thou hast set the erth, and it stādeth styll. The tyme contynueth styll accordyng to thyne ordy∣naunce: for all thynges are at thy cōmaun∣dement. Excepte thy lawe had ben my de∣lyght: I had perysshed in myne affliction. I shall neuer therfore forgete thy cōmaun¦dementes: for by them thou hast refresshed me. I am thyne, saue thou me: for I ser∣ched thy cōmaundementes. The vngodly wayte to destroye me: but I in the meane tyme shall endeuer me to vnderstande thy testymonyes. I perceyue that euery thyng comprehensyble hath an ende: but thy cō∣maundementes are incomprehensyble.
O How excedyngly loued I thy lawe: cōtinually do I thinke therof. Thou hast made me wiser than my enemyes tho∣rowe thy preceptes: for they are euer in my mynde. I exceded all my teachers in ryght vnderstandyng: for I am euer speakyng of thy testymonyes. I passed euen ye senyors in true vndstanding: for I obserue & marke thy cōmaūdemētes. Frō euery euyll path I refrayned my feate: to thentent I wolde obserue thy speches. I haue not swarued frō thy pleasures: for thou shalt instruct me O how swete are thy speaches in my taste:
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they are sweter thā any hony in my mouth I fetche my vnderstandyng at thy cōmaū∣demētes: wherfore I hate euery deceytfull path. I haue sworne and shall p̄fourme in to kepe thy iust plesures I am febled with affliction: lord restore me after thy {pro}myses O lorde I beseche the, let the wyllynge sa∣crifices of my mouth be accepted: and teche me thy pleasures. I my selfe bryng my lyfe euer in to peryll: but yet thy lawe do I not forget. These proude vngodly haue set sna¦res for me: but yet I swarued not from thy cōmaundementes. I haue chalenged thy testymonyes for my {per}petuall herytage: for they are my hert{is} ioye. I haue bowed dow¦ne my hert to do thy ordynaūces: ye & that for euer without ende. The frantyke harde necked do I hate: & thy lawe haue I loued. Thou art my lurkynge place & my shelde: I wayte for thy promyses. Auoyde fro me ye hurtfull men: & I shall kepe the p̄ceptes of my god. Strengthen me accordynge to thy promyses, that I may lyue: let me not shamed disapoīted of my hope. Stay thou me, and I shal be saued: and I shall delyte besyly in thy ordynaūces. Thou shalt trede downe all that erre from thy ordynaūces: for all these crafty mennes studye, is to de∣ceyue with lyes. Lyke rust thou rubbedest
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away all those proude vngodly of the erth: wherfor I loued thy testīonies. My flesshe trēbled for feare of the: & I feare thy iudge∣mentes. All my mynde was to do equite & ryghtwysnes: leue me not to myne vniuste vexers. Delyght thy seruaunt with good thing{is}: leest these vngodly make me sorow¦full with their iniuryes. My eyes dasled lo¦kyng vp for thy sauynge helpe: & waytyng for the {pro}myses of thy ryghtwisnes. Deale with thy seruaūt mercyably: & instructe me with thy ordynaunces. I am thy seruaūt: make me to vnderstāde & know thy testimo¦nyes. It is tyme (lorde) to do iudgemēt: for they haue scatered abrode thy lawe. And therfore I loued thy p̄ceptes: aboue golde and precious stones. And for this I know¦lege all thy cōmaūdement{is} to be rightwise & I hate euery false path. Merueylous are thy testimonyes: wherfore my soule obser∣ueth them. To cōme but to the dore of thy scripture lyghteneth: & gyueth vnderston∣dyng to the vnlerned. I drewe in my breth fayntly: for that I laboured so sore to at∣tayne vnto. Beholde & haue thy preceptes mercy vpon me, accordyng to thy iudgemē¦tes: wherwith thou gouernest the louers of thy name. Rule my steps after thy plea∣sures: & suffer no iniquite to haue dominiō ouer me. Redeme me frō ye iniuryes of men
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and I shal kepe thy cōmaūdemētes. Make thy face to shyne vpon thy seruāt: & instruct me in thy ordynaūces. Stremes of water gusshed out of my eyes: bycause I se men not obseruynge thy lawe. Ryghtwyse art thou (o lord): & ryght are thy iudgemētes. Thou hast cōmaūded in thy testimonyes▪ ryghtwysnes & faythfulnes moost chyefly. My zele to thy worde killed me: bycause my pursuers forgat it. Thy wordes are purely tryed, lyke as with fyre: & thy seruāt loueth them. I was a lytel on, & an abiect: but yet forgate I not thy cōmaundementes. Thy ryghtwysnes is euerlastyng: & thy lawe is the very trewth. Than afflictiō & heuynes had taken me: than thy cōmaūdemētes re∣fresshed me. The beleuyng of thy {pro}myses is euerlastyng ryghtwisnes: gyue me vnder¦standyng of this, and I shall lyue. I called vpon the with al my hert: graūte me (lord) and I shall obserue thy ordinaūces. I cal∣led vpō the / saue thou me: I shall kepe thy testimonyes. I preuente ye dawnyng of the day: & crye vnto the, I wayte for thy {pro}my∣ses. My eyes preuēted the watches: that I myght be occupyed in thy plesures. Heare me lord for thy mercies sake: quicken me af¦ter thy pleasures. My pursuers layde theyr owne faut{is} vpō my neck: but they ar gone
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farre backe frō thy lawe. Thou art present o lorde: and all thy preceptes are the very selfe trouthe. I knewe this before of thy testymonies: for thou hast stablisshed them to abyde for euer. Beholde my affliction & defende me, for I forget not thy lawe. De∣fende my cause and delyuer me: quicken me after thy promyses. Helthe is farre frō the vngodly: for they regarde not thy ordynaū¦ces. Bounteous is thy gentylnes (o lorde) quicken me at thy pleasure. Many ther are that persecute me and are against me: & yet haue I not swarued frō thy testymonyes. I se these malycious men, and it irked me: bycause they obserued not thy sayinges. Thou seest that I loue thy cōmaūdemen∣tes: lorde for thy mercyes sake quicken me. The begynnynge of thy wordes is trouth: and the iudgementes of thy ryghtwysnes standeth for euer. The ouermost in au••ho∣rite persecuted me fautles: & my hert feared at thy word{is}. I am as glad of thy plesures as one that had foūde many proyes I hate and abhor lyes: & I loue thy lawe. Seuen tymes in the day I prayse the: for thy right¦wyse iudgemētes. The louers of thy lawe shall haue moche felicite & quietnes and no hurte at all. I trust vpon thy helpe (lorde) & gyue diligēce to thy preceptes. My soule
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obserueth thy tessymonyes: & loueth them greatly. I obserue thy cōmaundementes and thy testimonyes: for all my wayes are open vnto the. Let my cryenge ascende in to thy presence (o lord) make me ryghtly to vnderstande thy wordes. Let my depe de∣syre cōme in to thy syght: delyuer me accor∣dyng to thy {pro}myses. My lyps shall poure forth thy prayse: thou shalt īstruct me in thy ordynaūces. My tung shall speake of thy pleasures: for all thy p̄ceptes are ryghtwis∣nes. Let thy hande helpe me: for I haue chosen thy cōmaūdemētes. I desyred thy sauyng helpe (lord): and thy lawe is my de∣lyte. My soule shall lyue & prayse the: and thy iudgementes shall be my helpe. I am strayed lyke a lost shepe: seke thou thy ser∣uant, for thy cōmaundementes haue I not forgoten.
¶The Antheme.
God cōmaūded man first of all, not to taste of the tree of knowlege of good & euyll, wil¦lyng that it sholde not lye in mannes wyll and power of hym selfe, to knowe good frō euyll / but ye knowlege sholde be gyuen man thorowe goddes worde: to the which worde he cōmaunded vs also neyther to adde any thynge, nor to take from it / no not to do without it that thynge, whiche appereth ryght in our eyes.
¶The versycle.
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Blessed is that man (o lorde) whome thou learnest.
¶Thanswere.
Ye and whome thou teachest with thy worde.
¶The prayer.
O God almyghty, all alone suffycyent, for vs all to be holpen, and to gyue vs all thynges: we beseche the for thy sone Iesus Chrystes sake, and for the glorye of thy worde, to puryfye our hertes with thy spiryte of fayth, that we myght knowe thy worde, heare thy voyce, & beleue it whiche assureth vs, frely to be made ryghtwyse by thy fauoure and mercye, thorowe the re∣dempcyon that is in Chryst Iesu, our seate of mercy thorowe fayth in his blode. Amen.
¶Esaye .lix.
Lo, the lorde is yet alyue, whose power is not so mynysshed but he may vs yet saue / neyther are his eares soo stopped but he wyll vs yet heare.