Seuen Sobs of a Sorrowful Soule for Sinne Comprehending those seuen Psalmes of the Princelie Prophet David, commonlie called Poenitentiall; framed into a forme of familiar praiers, and reduced into meeter by William Hunnis ... Whereunto are also annexed his Handful of Honisuckles; the Poore Widowes Mite; a Dialog between Christ and a sinner; diuers godlie and pithie ditties, with a Christian confession of and to the Trinitie; newly printed and augmented |
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De profundis. Psal. 130.
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O God thou art the guideof those that blinded bee,
And vnto those that are opprest
a succour sweet wee see.
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A comfort to the weake,an ease to those in paine,
A life vnto the dead in graue,
that sleeping yet remaine.
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O Lord, this makes me bold,though wicked I be found,
And ouerwhelmed deepe in sin,
and therein being dround,
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To cal and crie to thee,from depth of miserie,
Where none (but thou) can raise me vp,
and safe deliuer mee,
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I can but morne and weepe,fetch sighs, lament, and crie;
As doth the woman great with child,
whose hower draweth nie:
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She no time can take rest,till she deliuered bee,
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to be forgiuen of thee.
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It is not distance long,that keeps my praier backe,
Thou, Lord, doost heare before we call,
and giuest what we lacke,
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Ionas was in the sea,and in the fish three daies,
And from the deepe he cald on thee,
and straight thou didst him raise.
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But from the deepe likewise,of sinne and wickednesse,
To thee I cal; Lord heare my voice,
and free me from distresse;
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And let thine eares, sweet Lord,to heare attentiue bee,
The voice and praier of my plaints,
that now I make to thee.
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And sith that Christ thy sonne,hath suffered for vs all,
From endlesse death, to which by sinne
we bounden were and thrall;
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Let not my sinnes then, Lord,to me be stop or staie,
Whereby my plaint should not be heard,
nor voice when I shal praie:
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But rather wipe awaiemy sinnes for euermore,
The burden of the which I feele,
too greeuous be and sore.
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If thou Lord, be extreame,to marke what sinnes be doone,
Alas, no flesh shall saued be,
that is vnder the sonne.
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O Lord, if that the iust,shall no time able be
To enter into iudgment thine,
to plead his case with thee;
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What shall become of methat daily do offend,
And of my sinne and wickednes
(alas) do know no end?
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Most vile and wretched man,and caitife wo forlorne,
What shal I do? but flee to thee,
with heart berent and torne.
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For mercie is with thee,increasing more and more,
Wherwith thou didst vouchsafe to come
mankind for to restore.
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Wherein was satisfiedthy iustice, and also
Thy mercie found that which it sought,
as we by grace do kno.
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How feruent was this loue,to which thou didst vs bind?
First by the law of nature writ
in euerie hart or mind.
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And then by law, which wasin tables written deepe,
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the same should hold and keepe,
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Which was, that one of vsshould with the other beare,
And thereby to fulfil thy will,
with pitie, loue and feare.
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I knowing this am glad,contented eke withall,
For to remit such iniuries,
as vnto me may sall.
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For why, good Lord, I know,thou doost forgiue to mee,
Much more offences euerie daie
committed vnto thee.
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And when it shall thee please,to scourge me for my sin;
I gladlie shall the same receiue
knowing what I haue bin,
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And that thy chastisementproceeds of verie loue;
Which al shal turne to me such wealth,
as no man can remoue:
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Hoping after this life,my soule shal then obtaine,
Which hope abides still in thy word,
an euerlasting gaine.
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Such hope my soule hath had,by grace thou gau'st to me,
And by the same I firmely trust,
my soule shal saued be.
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The husbandman through hope,his ground doth plough and sow;
The same in hope doth reape and thresh,
that gaine thereby might grow.
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Euen so will I abide,in hope of glorie thine,
Not onely in my youth, ô Lord,
or any pointed time.
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But stil from morning watch,vntill the night of death,
Which is, from youth vnto mine age,
when life shal passe with breath.
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Who so shall cast awaiethis hope yer death proceed,
Shal lose the time he watcht before,
and want thy helpe at need.
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This hope in promise thine,my soule hath safely laid
Within the bosome of hir brest,
for euer to be staid.
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And verie meet it isthat Israell also,
Which is al faithful Christians,
this hope should feele and kno.
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For blessed is the man,that in the Lord doth trust,
And who in man affiance puts,
he surely is accurst.
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For mercie is with God,and grace aboundant store,
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from sin for euermore:
Amen.
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