Seuen Sobs of a Sorrowful Soule for Sinne Comprehending those seuen Psalmes of the Princelie Prophet David, commonlie called Poenitentiall; framed into a forme of familiar praiers, and reduced into meeter by William Hunnis ... Whereunto are also annexed his Handful of Honisuckles; the Poore Widowes Mite; a Dialog between Christ and a sinner; diuers godlie and pithie ditties, with a Christian confession of and to the Trinitie; newly printed and augmented |
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The 6. Meditation.
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The 6. Meditation.
[Most mightie God, I do confesse]
Most mightie God, I do confesse,
ten thousand and times and more,
Thou hast me washed from my sinne.
and salued still my sore:
But I through sinne am falne againe,
and fowler now am made,
Than euer was the filthie swine
with mier ouerlade.
How oftentimes shall we forgiue,
ech other that offend;
Seuentie times seuen, the scripture saith,
which signifies no end.
If man to man such fauour shew.
that wretched caitiues bee,
How much more thou, O gratious God,
to them that call on thee.
It is thy nature to forgiue,
my nature can but fall;
Though thou be iust in al thy works,
thy mercie passeth all.
What time a sinner doth repent,
and turnes to thee at last,
Al sinnes fore doone thou wilt forget,
thy promise so hath past.
Behold, o God, I turne to thee,
with sorrow for my sin,
And doo repent euen from my hart,
that I so lewd haue bin.
Now wash me Lord yet once againe
with fountaine of thy grace,
That I among thy sacred saints,
with thee may haue a place.
ten thousand and times and more,
Thou hast me washed from my sinne.
and salued still my sore:
But I through sinne am falne againe,
and fowler now am made,
Than euer was the filthie swine
with mier ouerlade.
How oftentimes shall we forgiue,
ech other that offend;
Seuentie times seuen, the scripture saith,
which signifies no end.
If man to man such fauour shew.
that wretched caitiues bee,
How much more thou, O gratious God,
to them that call on thee.
It is thy nature to forgiue,
my nature can but fall;
Though thou be iust in al thy works,
thy mercie passeth all.
What time a sinner doth repent,
and turnes to thee at last,
Al sinnes fore doone thou wilt forget,
thy promise so hath past.
Behold, o God, I turne to thee,
with sorrow for my sin,
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that I so lewd haue bin.
Now wash me Lord yet once againe
with fountaine of thy grace,
That I among thy sacred saints,
with thee may haue a place.
My soule shal trust in thee, in thee:
and stil for mercie crie,
Peccaui, peccaui,
miserere mei.
and stil for mercie crie,
Peccaui, peccaui,
miserere mei.
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