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The prayse of God the father sonne and holye ghost.
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The prayse of God the father sonne and holye ghost.
wrytten in an holy Hymne, by the worthy fathers Augustine and Ambrose.
Te Deum laudamus.
O God
of myghte
As it is ryghte
We yelde the laude and prayse,
Wyth one accorde
To be the Lorde
We knoweledge thee alwayse:
As it is ryghte
We yelde the laude and prayse,
Wyth one accorde
To be the Lorde
We knoweledge thee alwayse:
The earth throughout
And all aboute
Thy worshyppe doth expresse:
Thou doest appere
A father dere
In euerlastyngnesse.
And all aboute
Thy worshyppe doth expresse:
Thou doest appere
A father dere
In euerlastyngnesse.
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To thee do call
The Angelles all
And cry wyth a loude dynne:
The heauens hye
Eternallye
And all the powres therin.
The Angelles all
And cry wyth a loude dynne:
The heauens hye
Eternallye
And all the powres therin.
Both Cherubin
And Ceraphin
Do in thy prayse reioyce:
And thus alwayes
Expresse thy prayse
Wyth an incessant voyce.
And Ceraphin
Do in thy prayse reioyce:
And thus alwayes
Expresse thy prayse
Wyth an incessant voyce.
Holye, holye,
Thou art holye,
Lorde God of Sabaoth:
Thy maiestye
And thy glorye
Fylles heauen and earth both.
Thou art holye,
Lorde God of Sabaoth:
Thy maiestye
And thy glorye
Fylles heauen and earth both.
The gloryous sect
Of thyne elect
Apostles euery one:
Thy prayse doth showe,
All in a rowe
And honour thee alone.
Of thyne elect
Apostles euery one:
Thy prayse doth showe,
All in a rowe
And honour thee alone.
The Prophetes all
Do on the call
So goodly in their kynde:
That felow shyppe
Doth not let slyppe
To kepe thy prayse in mynde.
Do on the call
So goodly in their kynde:
That felow shyppe
Doth not let slyppe
To kepe thy prayse in mynde.
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The noble aray
Of martyrs aye
Thy prayse doth styll expresse:
The Church holye
Where euer it be
The lyke prayse doth confesse.
Of martyrs aye
Thy prayse doth styll expresse:
The Church holye
Where euer it be
The lyke prayse doth confesse.
Infinitlye
Thy maiestye
O father doth endure:
And thy Sonne styll
We honour wyll,
Onely so true and pure.
Thy maiestye
O father doth endure:
And thy Sonne styll
We honour wyll,
Onely so true and pure.
The holye ghost
Our comforte most,
We do confesse to be:
Thou Chryst Iesu,
Mesias true
Art the kynge of glory.
Our comforte most,
We do confesse to be:
Thou Chryst Iesu,
Mesias true
Art the kynge of glory.
Thou art euer
Of the father
The euerlastyng sonne:
Which we confesse
Both more and lesse
That in this worlde do wonne.
Of the father
The euerlastyng sonne:
Which we confesse
Both more and lesse
That in this worlde do wonne.
When for our sake
Thou dyddest take
On thee man to restore:
The wombe so cleene
Of the Uirgin
Thou dyddest not abhorre.
Thou dyddest take
On thee man to restore:
The wombe so cleene
Of the Uirgin
Thou dyddest not abhorre.
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When thou the darte
Of death so sharpe
Dydst vanquishe and depriue:
Thou dydst vnlose
Thy blesse, to those
That truelye do beleue.
Of death so sharpe
Dydst vanquishe and depriue:
Thou dydst vnlose
Thy blesse, to those
That truelye do beleue.
On the ryghte hande
(We vnderstande)
Of the father so dere,
(In glorye greate)
There art thou set
Tyll the last day appere.
(We vnderstande)
Of the father so dere,
(In glorye greate)
There art thou set
Tyll the last day appere.
Then we beleue
Iudgemente to geue,
That thou from thence shalt come,
Most ryghteouslye
Our iudge to be
And iudge vs all and some.
Iudgemente to geue,
That thou from thence shalt come,
Most ryghteouslye
Our iudge to be
And iudge vs all and some.
Thy seruauntes pray
Thee day by day,
Of thee some helpe to haue:
When wyth thy bloude
Precious and good,
Thou dydst redeme and saue.
Thee day by day,
Of thee some helpe to haue:
When wyth thy bloude
Precious and good,
Thou dydst redeme and saue.
Make them indede
To be numbred
Wyth thy holy sayntes all:
For euermore
Thy face before
In glory eternall.
To be numbred
Wyth thy holy sayntes all:
For euermore
Thy face before
In glory eternall.
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Thy people saue.
Whiche on the craue:
And blesse thyne heritage.
Gouerne them styll,
To doe thy wyll,
Euer from age to age.
Whiche on the craue:
And blesse thyne heritage.
Gouerne them styll,
To doe thy wyll,
Euer from age to age.
For we dayly,
Thee magnifie
And worshyp styll thy name
And styll intende
Worlde without ende,
To continue the same.
Thee magnifie
And worshyp styll thy name
And styll intende
Worlde without ende,
To continue the same.
Uouchsafe we praye
O lorde this daye,
From sinne vs to defende:
For on thyne ayde
Oure faith is stayde,
And euer doth depend.
O lorde this daye,
From sinne vs to defende:
For on thyne ayde
Oure faith is stayde,
And euer doth depend.
Mercy O lorde,
Haue mercy Lorde,
Shewe vs thy mercy iuste:
On vs let lyght
Thy mercy bright,
As we in thee doe truste.
Haue mercy Lorde,
Shewe vs thy mercy iuste:
On vs let lyght
Thy mercy bright,
As we in thee doe truste.
And synce alway
My truste and staye,
In the lorde is fyxed:
Oh graunt that I
Eternally
Be neuer confounded.
My truste and staye,
In the lorde is fyxed:
Oh graunt that I
Eternally
Be neuer confounded.
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To the father,
And his sonne dere,
And to the holy ghoste,
Glory and prayse
Geue we alwayes,
As we are bounden moste.
And his sonne dere,
And to the holy ghoste,
Glory and prayse
Geue we alwayes,
As we are bounden moste.
As was and is,
And shall not mys,
To be eche tyme and when:
For euer more
Laude and honor
To our lorde god.
And shall not mys,
To be eche tyme and when:
For euer more
Laude and honor
To our lorde god.
Amen.
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