La scala santa, or, A scale of devotions musical and gradual being descants on the fifteen Psalms of Degrees, in metre : with contemplations and collects upon them, in prose, 1670.

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La scala santa, or, A scale of devotions musical and gradual being descants on the fifteen Psalms of Degrees, in metre : with contemplations and collects upon them, in prose, 1670.
Author
Coleraine, Hugh Hare, Baron, 1606?-1667.
Publication
London :: Printed by A. Godbid and J. Playford,
1681.
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Bible. -- O.T. -- Psalms CXX-CXXXIV -- Paraphrases, English.
Bible. -- O.T. -- Psalms CXX-CXXXIV -- Commentaries.
Psalms (Music)
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Quà de causâ à me Selectus est hic Hymnus in Ter∣tium Septembris. Propter M. O. C. nec non in Quintum Novembris.

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IF Ja—cob did in E—gypt tell, what Troubles in his time be—fell; how few and e—vil were his Days? How hard Life's travel in rough ways: In Ca—naan well may Is—rael say, From my Youth up, God was my stay.

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From my Youth up I met with Foes, * 1.1But to God's House I 'scap'd from those; Many a time was I assail'd, But I as many times prevail'd:
* 1.2God broke my Cords which they did bind, And made them Captive, if not kind.
* 1.3Long did they with deep Furrows wound, And Plow my Back, as 'twere their Ground; But the good Husbandman now cracks * 1.4The Ploughman's Whip on their own Backs:
The Righteous Lord stays not too long * 1.5From resc'uing his who suffer wrong.
Therefore shall Zion's Enemy * 1.6Like Fools wax faint, like Cowards fly; Whom Pride doth cloath, Shame shall confound, As Corn that grows in no good Ground:
* 1.7But stands (with Kings) on the House-Top, Where comes a Blast, and that's its Crop
Its Crop doth rot before 'tis ripe, Nor can it fill the Reapers gripe, Nor joy his Heart: For (what is worse) It bears no Burthen, but a Curse.
'Tis no Man's comfort, no Man's care; No Man for such bids one short Pray'r.

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None in God's Name give such good speed, As Boaz to his Harvest did:
[Gloria Patri.]
But we to God will Glory give, Who, with the Son, and Spirit, doth live:
God Reigns, and shall, as heretofore; Bless'd be his Name for evermore.

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