[The Courte of Vertu contaynynge many holy songes, Sonettes, psalmes and ballettes] [by John Hall] |
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A Ditie made to the prayse of God, by the Author,
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A Ditie made to the prayse of God, by the Author,
for a pacient to vse after helth attayned, who contrary to all mens expectation, was in hys handes by the goodnes of God cured.
O louyng
God and myghty Lorde,
My maker and my gouernour,
My mouth and heart shall now accorde,
Thee to worshyp laude and honour.
My maker and my gouernour,
My mouth and heart shall now accorde,
Thee to worshyp laude and honour.
As Moses sung thy laude and prayse,
When through the red sea he had past,
And Pharao drownde as Scripture sayes,
As he pursude thy people fast.
When through the red sea he had past,
And Pharao drownde as Scripture sayes,
As he pursude thy people fast.
In many Psalmes as Dauid dyd
That kyngly Prophet prayse thy name:
When out of sorowes he was ryd,
He sung thy prayses for the same.
That kyngly Prophet prayse thy name:
When out of sorowes he was ryd,
He sung thy prayses for the same.
As dyd good kyng Ezechias,
When thou dydst hym to helth restore,
Makyng hym whole as earst he was,
To lyue yet full fyftene yeares more.
When thou dydst hym to helth restore,
Makyng hym whole as earst he was,
To lyue yet full fyftene yeares more.
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As Ionas brought from poynt of death,
Hym selfe adressed by and by,
As soone as he could drawe his breathe
Thy holy name to magnify.
Hym selfe adressed by and by,
As soone as he could drawe his breathe
Thy holy name to magnify.
And as thy Prophet Daniell,
From lyons mouthe delyuered,
For ioye thy prayse and powre dyd tell,
And Darius the worshipped.
From lyons mouthe delyuered,
For ioye thy prayse and powre dyd tell,
And Darius the worshipped.
So doe I wretched synner nowe,
Hauyng a cause as great as those,
In thys case execute my vowe,
Thy mercyes great Lord to disclose.
Hauyng a cause as great as those,
In thys case execute my vowe,
Thy mercyes great Lord to disclose.
Thou bryngest downe to depth of wo,
Suche as thou myndest to correct,
And yet thou doste not leaue them so,
But doste to knowledge them direct.
Suche as thou myndest to correct,
And yet thou doste not leaue them so,
But doste to knowledge them direct.
As connyes myne, and theyr holes make,
In bankes where they delyght to brede,
Lyke order dyd my sycknes take,
Wythin my fleshe so dyd it fede.
In bankes where they delyght to brede,
Lyke order dyd my sycknes take,
Wythin my fleshe so dyd it fede.
Tyll at last I was consumed,
And nothyng left but bone and skynne.
My synnewes shrunke, my veynes were fled,
Not once possyble to be sene.
And nothyng left but bone and skynne.
My synnewes shrunke, my veynes were fled,
Not once possyble to be sene.
Incredible was my weakenes,
Consumed cleane wyth peyne and griefe,
But in greatest of my dystres,
Thy grace was sent to my reliefe.
Consumed cleane wyth peyne and griefe,
But in greatest of my dystres,
Thy grace was sent to my reliefe.
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Wherfore whyle breath within my breast,
May moue, I shall thy prayse declare:
And wyll shewe foorth to most and least,
Howe swete thy grace and mercies are.
May moue, I shall thy prayse declare:
And wyll shewe foorth to most and least,
Howe swete thy grace and mercies are.
And howe at nede thou art hand
To helpe all that in thee doo trust,
And makest vs to vnderstand.
Howe faythfull thou art and how iust.
To helpe all that in thee doo trust,
And makest vs to vnderstand.
Howe faythfull thou art and how iust.
My holowe caues are fyllde agayn,
Those runnyngsores are whole and drye.
And I in ease ryd out of payne,
In health and strength ryght perfectly.
Those runnyngsores are whole and drye.
And I in ease ryd out of payne,
In health and strength ryght perfectly.
All honour prayse and great glory.
To thee therfore I styll shall gyue:
And wyll not put from memory,
Thy grace and mercyes whyle I lyue.
To thee therfore I styll shall gyue:
And wyll not put from memory,
Thy grace and mercyes whyle I lyue.
But wyll all other folke exhorte,
By all occasyons as I may:
To trust in thee, to theyr comforte,
And faythfully moue them to pray.
By all occasyons as I may:
To trust in thee, to theyr comforte,
And faythfully moue them to pray.
All honour therfore I render
To thee God, that of myght hast most,
O Father with thy sonne so dere,
And also to the holy ghost.
To thee God, that of myght hast most,
O Father with thy sonne so dere,
And also to the holy ghost.
As hath ben is and shalbe styll,
To worlde of worldes for euermore,
Where angels euer with good wyll,
Doo prayse thee styll out of theyr store.
To worlde of worldes for euermore,
Where angels euer with good wyll,
Doo prayse thee styll out of theyr store.
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