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CHORVS ANGELORVM.
Sing let vs sing with one accord
HALLELV-IAH on hie,
With euery elder that doth bow
Before the Lambe his knee:
Sing foure and twentie all with vs
Whill Heauen and earth resound
Replenisht with IEHOVAS praise
Whose like cannot be found:
For he it is, that is, and was,
And euermore shall be,
One onelie one vnseparate,
And yet in persons three.
Praise him for that he creat hath
The Heauen, the earth and all,
And euer hath preseru'd them since
From their ruine and fall:
But praise him more if more can be,
That so he loues his name,
As he doth mercie shew to all
That doe professe the same:
And not alanerlie to them
Professing it aright,
But euen to them that mixe therewith
Their owne inuentions slight:
As specially this samin time
Most plainlie may appeare,
In giuing them such victorie
That not aright him feare:
For since he shewes such grace to them
That thinks themselues are just,
What will he more to them that in
His mercies onelie trust?
And sith that so he vses them
That doubt for to be sau'd,
How much more them that in their hearts
His promise haue engrau'd?
And since he doth such fauour shew
To them that fondlie pray
To other Mediatours then
Can helpe them any way:
O how then will he fauour them,
Who praiers do direct
Vnto the Lambe, whome onely he
Ordaind for that effect?
And since he doth reuenge their cause
That worship God of bread,
(An errour vaine the which is bred,
But in a mortall head)
Then how will he reuenge their cause
That onelie feare and serue,
His dearest Sonne, and for his sake
Will for no perrils swerue:
And since that so he pities them
That beare vpon their brow,
That marke of Antichrist the whoore
That great abuser now,
Who does the truest Christians
With fire and sworde inuade
And make them holie Martyrs that
Their trust in God haue laid,
How will he them that thus are vsde,
And beares vpon their face
His speciall marke, a certaine signe
Of euerlasting grace?
Put end vnto the traueils (Lord)
And miseries of thy Sancts,
Remouing quite this blindnes grosse
That now the world so dants:
Sing praises of his mercie then
His superexcellence great,
Which doth exceed euen all his works
That lie before his seat:
And let vs sing both now and ay
To him with one accord,
O holie, holie, God of Hosts,
Thou euerliuing Lord.
HALLELV-IAH on hie,
With euery elder that doth bow
Before the Lambe his knee:
Sing foure and twentie all with vs
Whill Heauen and earth resound
Replenisht with IEHOVAS praise
Whose like cannot be found:
For he it is, that is, and was,
And euermore shall be,
One onelie one vnseparate,
And yet in persons three.
Praise him for that he creat hath
The Heauen, the earth and all,
And euer hath preseru'd them since
From their ruine and fall:
But praise him more if more can be,
That so he loues his name,
As he doth mercie shew to all
That doe professe the same:
And not alanerlie to them
Professing it aright,
But euen to them that mixe therewith
Their owne inuentions slight:
As specially this samin time
Most plainlie may appeare,
In giuing them such victorie
That not aright him feare:
For since he shewes such grace to them
That thinks themselues are just,
What will he more to them that in
His mercies onelie trust?
And sith that so he vses them
That doubt for to be sau'd,
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His promise haue engrau'd?
And since he doth such fauour shew
To them that fondlie pray
To other Mediatours then
Can helpe them any way:
O how then will he fauour them,
Who praiers do direct
Vnto the Lambe, whome onely he
Ordaind for that effect?
And since he doth reuenge their cause
That worship God of bread,
(An errour vaine the which is bred,
But in a mortall head)
Then how will he reuenge their cause
That onelie feare and serue,
His dearest Sonne, and for his sake
Will for no perrils swerue:
And since that so he pities them
That beare vpon their brow,
That marke of Antichrist the whoore
That great abuser now,
Who does the truest Christians
With fire and sworde inuade
And make them holie Martyrs that
Their trust in God haue laid,
How will he them that thus are vsde,
And beares vpon their face
His speciall marke, a certaine signe
Of euerlasting grace?
Put end vnto the traueils (Lord)
And miseries of thy Sancts,
Remouing quite this blindnes grosse
That now the world so dants:
Sing praises of his mercie then
His superexcellence great,
Which doth exceed euen all his works
That lie before his seat:
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To him with one accord,
O holie, holie, God of Hosts,
Thou euerliuing Lord.
THVS ended was the Angels song,
And also heere I end:
Exhorting all you Christians true
Your courage vp to bend,
And since by this defeat ye see,
That God doth loue his name
So well, that so he did them aid
That seru'd not right the same.
Then though the Antichristian sect
Against you do conjure,
He doth the bodie better loue
Then shadow be ye sure:
Do ye resist with confidence,
That God shall be your stay
And turne it to your comfort, and
His glorie now and ay.
And also heere I end:
Exhorting all you Christians true
Your courage vp to bend,
And since by this defeat ye see,
That God doth loue his name
So well, that so he did them aid
That seru'd not right the same.
Then though the Antichristian sect
Against you do conjure,
He doth the bodie better loue
Then shadow be ye sure:
Do ye resist with confidence,
That God shall be your stay
And turne it to your comfort, and
His glorie now and ay.
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