[The Courte of Vertu contaynynge many holy songes, Sonettes, psalmes and ballettes] [by John Hall] |
Numeri .xiii.
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[The Courte of Vertu | ||
Numeri .xiii.
Let
now thy powre be great O lorde,
Lyke as thy lyps dyd once repeate:
And as we fynde it in thy worde,
Thy suffrance long, thy mercy great.
Lyke as thy lyps dyd once repeate:
And as we fynde it in thy worde,
Thy suffrance long, thy mercy great.
For as thou doste our synnes forgyue
And trespasses, when we repent:
So are we sure no man on lyue
From synne is free and innocent.
And trespasses, when we repent:
So are we sure no man on lyue
From synne is free and innocent.
And of their father the misdede
Thou visitest vpon the childe,
His generation and his sede,
In .iiii. degrees therwith defylde.
Thou visitest vpon the childe,
His generation and his sede,
In .iiii. degrees therwith defylde.
But nowe oh lorde be gracious
Unto thy flocke and their offence:
And of thy mercy bounteous
Remember not our negligence.
Unto thy flocke and their offence:
And of thy mercy bounteous
Remember not our negligence.
Thy people as thou didst forbeare,
From Egypt into wyldernes,
We the beseche in lyke maner,
That we may taste thy gentylnes.
From Egypt into wyldernes,
We the beseche in lyke maner,
That we may taste thy gentylnes.
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