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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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.
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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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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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"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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ODE VI. Vpon his Majesties retirement from Westminster.
OUR native freedome, Lord, preserve,Which bids our wills thy will obey:Yet from our Conscience never swerve,Whil'st mens Decrees with Law we weigh,And Reason, nor of ought allowBut that, to which our judgements bow.
Where fix'd by thee I did reside,That place, by Subjects forc'd, I quitted:Yet for their good my self deny'dIn all to my dispose submitted:Let no Demands in Tumults prest,From my consent unjust pow'r wrest.
The greatest mischeif of my Foes,Teach me with joy to entertain;Ere the least sin that they propose,The whiteness of my Conscience stain:
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Iust freedome let thy People have,Yet not my Soul be made a Slave.
Thou hast dispos'd me to a Throne,And with a Crown my Temples deckt:The reason which from thee I owne,Let others Passions not subject.So shall my truth with thee comply,Though them I cannot satisfie.
Whilst I, by their injurious wrath,With violence am forc'd away;Guide thou my steps, nor from the pathOf Truth and Justice, let me stray.For which my troubles now increase,But they at last shall crown my Peace.
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