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〈♫〉〈♫〉 LOrd thou who beauty canst return To them
Psalterium Carolinum. The devotions of His sacred Majestie in his solitudes and sufferings, rendred in verse. / Set to musick for 3 voices and an organ, or theorbo, by John Wilson Dr. and music professor of Oxford.
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- Title
- Psalterium Carolinum. The devotions of His sacred Majestie in his solitudes and sufferings, rendred in verse. / Set to musick for 3 voices and an organ, or theorbo, by John Wilson Dr. and music professor of Oxford.
- Author
- Wilson, John, 1595-1674.
- Publication
- London :: Printed for John Martin and James Allestrey, and are to be sold at the Bell in St. Pauls Church-yard,
- 1657.
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- Subject terms
- Charles -- I, -- King of England, 1600-1649 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
- Charles -- I, -- King of England, 1600-1649 -- Musical settings -- Early works to 1800.
- Songs, English -- 17th century.
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http://name.umdl.umich.edu/A93797.0001.001
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"Psalterium Carolinum. The devotions of His sacred Majestie in his solitudes and sufferings, rendred in verse. / Set to musick for 3 voices and an organ, or theorbo, by John Wilson Dr. and music professor of Oxford." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A93797.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 17, 2024.
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〈♫〉〈♫〉 that mourn; And the disguis'd pretext of Art, To truth convert; O let us not by shews beguil'd, Seem pure without, within defil'd. Within, where most deform'd we are, Be our first care: Then with clear eyes, the Church, we may, And State survey. Our hearts; our spirits, Lord, re∣new, That we thy dictates may pursue.
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〈♫〉〈♫〉 Upon our foul disorders, bred By them who (led With rage) to purge us under∣tooke, With pitty looke. Quench thou the fire that Factions raise, From Reformations specious blaze. As their division, Lord, proclaims Their weak bad aims; So let us (in those fires refin'd) In love be join'd; From passions freed, blest with
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〈♫〉〈♫〉 increase Of inward vertue outward peace.