Certayn chapters take[n] out of the Proverbs of Salomo[n] wyth other chapters of the holy Scripture; & certayne Psalmes of David, translated into English metre, by Iohn Hall. Whych Proverbes of late were set forth, Imprinted and untruely entituled, to be thee doynges of Mayster Thomas Sternhold ... as by thys Copye it may be perceaved |
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[How happye ar the men on the earthe]
To decit himnus deus in sion.
Ps. lxiiii.
How happye ar the men on the earthe
whom god hath chosen and bleste
How god prouydeth for man also
in this psalme is exprest.
whom god hath chosen and bleste
How god prouydeth for man also
in this psalme is exprest.
Thou
o god art praysed well
in Syon euermore
And they shal make theyr vowes to the
and kepe thē wel therfore
Thou doest heare my prayer lorde
and thou art my comforte
Therfore all fleshe with one accord
to the they do resorte
Oure mysdeades agaynste vs lorde
ful fast they do preuayle
Be mercyful vnto our synnes
that styl doeth vs assayle
Blessed is that man that thou
hast chosen vnto the
And doest elect wt in thy courte
hys dwellynge for to be
With pleasure he is satysfyed
wyth in thyne holye place
Yea, euen of thy temple lorde
replenyshed wyth grace
Heare vs o lord according to
thy wonderous power & myghte
Of god yea, our saluacyon
in whome is our delyght
How myghtie is that sauyour
it can not be dyscust
Al thinges on earth or in the sea
in the doth hope and trust
Whyche in hys myghtye strengthe
doeth set the mountaynes faste
And he is gyrde about with power
in heuen he is plast
Which stylieth the waues in the sea
and the rorynge of the same
Thee woodnes of thee people also
the lyuing lord wyl tame
The dwellers in the vtter partes
they feare thy wonderous fame
The morning & the euening starres
doeth prayse thy holy name
Howe that thou vysytest the earthe
I can not it expresse
Thou waterest it and makeste it
so full of plenteousnes
The riuer of god with waters pure
doeth flow on euery side
And thou preparest for mā his corne
the earthe thou doest prouyde
Thou waterest her forowes al
thou breakeste the clottes in pece
Thou makest thē softe wt droppes of rayne
& blessest the increace
Thou crownest yu yere o liuing lord
full wel wyth thy goodnes
Thy fote steppes all wt one accorde
to vs they drop fatnes
The dwellynges in the wyldernes
are fat in lyke manere
The lytle hylles on euery syde
doth pleasauntly appeare
The feldes & valeyes wt shepe & corne
stand full on such a sort
That al the people laughe & synge
with ioy and great comfort
in Syon euermore
And they shal make theyr vowes to the
and kepe thē wel therfore
and thou art my comforte
Therfore all fleshe with one accord
to the they do resorte
Oure mysdeades agaynste vs lorde
ful fast they do preuayle
Be mercyful vnto our synnes
that styl doeth vs assayle
Blessed is that man that thou
hast chosen vnto the
And doest elect wt in thy courte
hys dwellynge for to be
With pleasure he is satysfyed
wyth in thyne holye place
Yea, euen of thy temple lorde
replenyshed wyth grace
Heare vs o lord according to
thy wonderous power & myghte
Of god yea, our saluacyon
in whome is our delyght
How myghtie is that sauyour
it can not be dyscust
Al thinges on earth or in the sea
in the doth hope and trust
doeth set the mountaynes faste
And he is gyrde about with power
in heuen he is plast
Which stylieth the waues in the sea
and the rorynge of the same
Thee woodnes of thee people also
the lyuing lord wyl tame
The dwellers in the vtter partes
they feare thy wonderous fame
The morning & the euening starres
doeth prayse thy holy name
Howe that thou vysytest the earthe
I can not it expresse
Thou waterest it and makeste it
so full of plenteousnes
The riuer of god with waters pure
doeth flow on euery side
And thou preparest for mā his corne
the earthe thou doest prouyde
Thou waterest her forowes al
thou breakeste the clottes in pece
Thou makest thē softe wt droppes of rayne
& blessest the increace
full wel wyth thy goodnes
Thy fote steppes all wt one accorde
to vs they drop fatnes
The dwellynges in the wyldernes
are fat in lyke manere
The lytle hylles on euery syde
doth pleasauntly appeare
The feldes & valeyes wt shepe & corne
stand full on such a sort
That al the people laughe & synge
with ioy and great comfort
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