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Ane Co[m]pendious [buik] of godlie Psalmes and spirit[uall Sangis]

collectit furthe of sindrie pa[rtis of the] Scripture, with diueris utheris [balla]tis changeit out of prophaine [sangis] in godlie sangis, for [avodying of] sin and harlatrie. With [aug]mentation of sindrie [gude] and godlie Ballattis not contenit in the first editioun [by John Wedderburn]

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[I call on the Lord Iesus Christ]
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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[I call on the Lord Iesus Christ]

I call on the Lord Iesus Christ,
I haue nane vther help bot the,
My hart is neuer set at rest,
Till thy sweit word comfort me.
Ane steidfast faith grant me thairfoir
To hald be thy word euer moir
Abufe all thing, neuer resisting
Bot to Incres in faith moir and moir.
Ȝit anis againe I call on the,
Heir my request (O mercyfull Lord)
I wald faine hope in thy mercie,
And can not be thairto restoird:
Except thow illuminate with thy grace
My blind and naturall waiknes,
Caus me thairfoir haue hope in stoir
In thy mercie and sweit promeis.

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Lord prent into my hart and mynde,
Thy haly Spreit with feruentnes:
That I to the be not vnkynde
Bot lufe the without fenȝeitnes.
Lat nathing draw my mynde from the
Bot euer to lufe the ernestlie,
Let not my hart vnkyndly depart
From the richt lufe of thy mercie.
Giue me thy grace, Lord, I the pray,
To lufe my enemeis hartfullie:
Howbeit thay troubill me alway
And for thy caus do sclander me.
Ȝit Iesus Christ for thy gudnes
Fulfill my hart with forgiuenes
That quhill I liue, I them forgiue,
That do offend me mair and les.
I am chmpassit rounde about,
With soir and strang temptatioun:
Thairfoir gude Lord delyuer me out,
From all this wickit Natioun
The Deuill, the warld, the fleshe also
Dois follow me quhair euer I go
Thairfoir wald I delyuerit be
Thy help I seik (Lord) and no mo.
Now seis thow Lord quhat neid I haif,
Thair is nout vther to pleuȝe to
Thairfoir thy haly Baist I craif
To be my gyde quhair euer I go.
That in all my aduersitie
I forȝet not the lufe of the,

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Bot as thow Lord hes geuin thy word,
Let me thairin baith liue and die.
FINIS.