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Miserere mei Deus.
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Miserere mei Deus. psal. lj.
Have mercy on me God of micht.
Of mercy Lord and King:
For thy mercy is set full richt
Aboue all eirdly thing.
Thairfoir I cry baith day and nicht.
And with my hart sall sing:
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Of mercy Lord and King:
For thy mercy is set full richt
Aboue all eirdly thing.
Thairfoir I cry baith day and nicht.
And with my hart sall sing:
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Haue mercy on me (O gude Lord)
Efter thy greit mercie:
My sinfull lyfe dois me remord,
Quhilk sair hes greuit the:
Bot thy greit grace hes me restord,
Throw Christ to libertie
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Efter thy greit mercie:
My sinfull lyfe dois me remord,
Quhilk sair hes greuit the:
Bot thy greit grace hes me restord,
Throw Christ to libertie
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Et secundum multitudinem.
Gude Lord I knaw my wickitnes,
Contrair to thy command:
Rebelland ay with cruelnes,
And led me in ane band
To Sathan quha is mercyles,
Ȝit Lord heir me cryand.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Contrair to thy command:
Rebelland ay with cruelnes,
And led me in ane band
To Sathan quha is mercyles,
Ȝit Lord heir me cryand.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Quhat toung can tell the multitude
Lord of thy greit mercie:
Sen Sinners hes thy Celsitude
Resistit cruellie
Ȝit na Sinner will thow seclude
That this will cry to the
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Lord of thy greit mercie:
Sen Sinners hes thy Celsitude
Resistit cruellie
Ȝit na Sinner will thow seclude
That this will cry to the
To thy mercy with the will I go.
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Amplius laua me.
Thow wushe me Lord quhen I was borne,
From all my wickitnes,
Bot ȝit I did throw sin forlorne
Of heuin the richteousnes,
Wesche me againe, and from thy horne
Delyuer me in stres:
To thy mercy with the will I go.
From all my wickitnes,
Bot ȝit I did throw sin forlorne
Of heuin the richteousnes,
Wesche me againe, and from thy horne
Delyuer me in stres:
To thy mercy with the will I go.
And fra my sin thow mak me clene,
As thow maid Dauid King:
With Peter, Paule, and Magdalene,
Quha now dois with the reigne,
In heuinly Ioy fair and amene,
And I sall with thame sing.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
As thow maid Dauid King:
With Peter, Paule, and Magdalene,
Quha now dois with the reigne,
In heuinly Ioy fair and amene,
And I sall with thame sing.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Quoniam iniquitatem.
Full weill I knaw my wickitnes,
And sin contrarious:
Blasphemit hes thy gentilnes,
With sin maist dangerous
And hes me led in heuynes,
Ȝit O God maist gracious
To thy mercy with the will I go.
And sin contrarious:
Blasphemit hes thy gentilnes,
With sin maist dangerous
And hes me led in heuynes,
Ȝit O God maist gracious
To thy mercy with the will I go.
I grant my sinfull lyfe did vse
In Sensualitie:
Ȝit thow gude Lord will nane refuse
That will cum vnto the,
Heirfoir I schairply me accuse
Cryand for thy mercie
To thy mercy with the will I go.
In Sensualitie:
Ȝit thow gude Lord will nane refuse
That will cum vnto the,
Heirfoir I schairply me accuse
Cryand for thy mercie
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Tibi soli peccaui.
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Only to the I did offend.
And mekill euill hes done:
Throw quhilk appeirandly defence,
To me is nane abone:
Thus men will iudge thy iust vengeance,
Hes put me from thy throne.
Ȝit to thy mercy with the will I go.
And mekill euill hes done:
Throw quhilk appeirandly defence,
To me is nane abone:
Thus men will iudge thy iust vengeance,
Hes put me from thy throne.
Ȝit to thy mercy with the will I go.
Thocht thow gude Lord be iudgeit thus.
Full fals and wrangouslie:
O God sa gude and gracious,
Let thair iudgeing vincust be
And schaw thy mercy plenteous,
Quhilk mot vs iustifie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Full fals and wrangouslie:
O God sa gude and gracious,
Let thair iudgeing vincust be
And schaw thy mercy plenteous,
Quhilk mot vs iustifie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Consauit into sin I am,
My wickitnes thocht thow behald.
Quhilk I contractit of Adame,
Sinnand richt monyfald.
My Mother als did eik the same
And I to Sin was sald,
To thy mercy with the will I go.
My wickitnes thocht thow behald.
Quhilk I contractit of Adame,
Sinnand richt monyfald.
My Mother als did eik the same
And I to Sin was sald,
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Bot ȝit the Lord Omnipotent,
My cairfull cace did cure,
At Font quhen I was impotent,
Fragill, vaine, vyle and pure,
Than helpit me that King Potent
In my missuenture.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
My cairfull cace did cure,
At Font quhen I was impotent,
Fragill, vaine, vyle and pure,
Than helpit me that King Potent
In my missuenture.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Ecce enim veritatem.
Behald thow lufis treuth gude Lord,
Thow art the veritie:
This weill thy promeis can record,
Quhair thow dois it schaw to me,
The hid thingis of thy godly word,
That war vnsure to me.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
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This weill thy promeis can record,
Quhair thow dois it schaw to me,
The hid thingis of thy godly word,
That war vnsure to me.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Thow hecht to Abraham anone,
Isaack his Eldest Sone,
Thow promeist als that Salomone,
Suld bruik King Dauids throne.
To sinners als that callis the one
Grace cummis from abone.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Isaack his Eldest Sone,
Thow promeist als that Salomone,
Suld bruik King Dauids throne.
To sinners als that callis the one
Grace cummis from abone.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Asperges me.
With Isope Lord thow sprinkill me,
And then I sall be clene.
And clenar then maid sall I be,
Then euer snaw hes bene,
Ȝit of my clenes thy mercy
The rute is euer sene.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
And then I sall be clene.
And clenar then maid sall I be,
Then euer snaw hes bene,
Ȝit of my clenes thy mercy
The rute is euer sene.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
This Isope is humilitie,
Richt law in till assence
The snaw sa quhyte in all degre,
Betakinnis innocence
For and thir twa do gouerne me,
I sall do nane offence.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Richt law in till assence
The snaw sa quhyte in all degre,
Betakinnis innocence
For and thir twa do gouerne me,
I sall do nane offence.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Auditui meo dabis.
Then ioy and and mirth thow sall me geue,
Thy mercy quhen I heir
My banis law thow sall releue,
And be my scheild and speir:
Thy sword also richt soir sall greue,
My Enemeis with feir.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
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My banis law thow sall releue,
And be my scheild and speir:
Thy sword also richt soir sall greue,
My Enemeis with feir.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
My hope and traist hes bene to lang
In mennis fals supplie,
Quhairfoir I grant I haue done wrang
Not hopeand help of the
Bot now with steidfast faith I gang
Unto thy Maiestie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
In mennis fals supplie,
Quhairfoir I grant I haue done wrang
Not hopeand help of the
Bot now with steidfast faith I gang
Unto thy Maiestie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Aduerte faciem tuam.
Fra my sinnes aduert thy face
My wickitnes expell
Sen I haue hoipit in thy grace
Thow saue me fra the hell,
Thy mercy is set in sicker place,
Na Sinner can repell,
To thy mercy with the will I go.
My wickitnes expell
Sen I haue hoipit in thy grace
Thow saue me fra the hell,
Thy mercy is set in sicker place,
Na Sinner can repell,
To thy mercy with the will I go.
The theif that hang on the richt hand,
And sufferit with the deid:
In the last hour thy mercy fand
For sin the haill remeid,
Siclyke gude Lord, heir me cryand,
And help me in my neid.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
And sufferit with the deid:
In the last hour thy mercy fand
For sin the haill remeid,
Siclyke gude Lord, heir me cryand,
And help me in my neid.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Cor mundum.
Thow creat in me (O God) ane hart,
Baith clene and Innocent:
And let me not from the depart
My God Omnipotent,
Sen vnto the I schaw my smart
Richt pure and indigent:
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Baith clene and Innocent:
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My God Omnipotent,
Sen vnto the I schaw my smart
Richt pure and indigent:
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Renew me with thy haly Spreit
To help my febilnes:
My teiris sall my cheikis weit,
For my greit sinfulnes,
Bot thow gude Lord my comfort sweit
Expell my wickitnes.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
To help my febilnes:
My teiris sall my cheikis weit,
For my greit sinfulnes,
Bot thow gude Lord my comfort sweit
Expell my wickitnes.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Ne proijcias me.
O gude Lord cast me not away,
From thy perfite presence:
Sen that I grant my sinnes ay,
Hes done the greit offence
And I sall prais baith nicht and day,
Thy greit Magnificence.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
From thy perfite presence:
Sen that I grant my sinnes ay,
Hes done the greit offence
And I sall prais baith nicht and day,
Thy greit Magnificence.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Tak not from me thy godly Spreit,
In my aduersitie:
For till my Saull it is full sweit,
Quhen sin besettis me:
And thow sall mak my Saull full meit,
Unto thy Maiestie:
To thy mercy with the will I go.
In my aduersitie:
For till my Saull it is full sweit,
Quhen sin besettis me:
And thow sall mak my Saull full meit,
Unto thy Maiestie:
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Redde mihi.
Giue me the blyithnes and the blis,
Of my sweit Sauiour:
For throw his bitter deid I mis
Of hell the dyntis dour,
And in this mortall lyfe he is,
My strang defence and tour.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Of my sweit Sauiour:
For throw his bitter deid I mis
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And in this mortall lyfe he is,
My strang defence and tour.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Conforme thy Spreit maist principal,
Into me throw thy grace:
For sin richt lang held me in thrall,
And put me from thy face,
Ȝit vnto the my Lord I call,
Into my heuie case.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Into me throw thy grace:
For sin richt lang held me in thrall,
And put me from thy face,
Ȝit vnto the my Lord I call,
Into my heuie case.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Docebo iniquos.
Then I sall teiche the wickit men,
Thy wayis iust and richt:
And thay that did the lang misken
Sall knaw the God of micht.
Quhen thay sall ryse furth of the den
Of sin, and cum to licht.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Thy wayis iust and richt:
And thay that did the lang misken
Sall knaw the God of micht.
Quhen thay sall ryse furth of the den
Of sin, and cum to licht.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
The sinfull then to the reuart,
Sall into gudlie haist:
And rew thair sinnes with thair hart,
And thair auld lyfe detest.
And to them Lord thow sall conuart
Quhen they thy mercy taist.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Sall into gudlie haist:
And rew thair sinnes with thair hart,
And thair auld lyfe detest.
And to them Lord thow sall conuart
Quhen they thy mercy taist.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Libera me.
Delyuer me from blude schedding,
For blude betakinnis Sin:
For punishment I serue conding
Ȝit efter the I rin:
Grant me that I may with the Reigne,
And at thy port get in.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
For blude betakinnis Sin:
For punishment I serue conding
Ȝit efter the I rin:
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And at thy port get in.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Than sall my toung thy richteousnes
Extoll and Magnifie:
Quhen gane is my greit sinfulnes,
And greit iniquitie,
God for thy grace and gentilnes,
Grant me thy greit mercie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Extoll and Magnifie:
Quhen gane is my greit sinfulnes,
And greit iniquitie,
God for thy grace and gentilnes,
Grant me thy greit mercie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
My lippis Lord, then louse thow sall,
Quhilk closit lang haue bene:
From thy louing sair bound in thrall
Brekand thy sweit biddene,
And keip me from ane suddand fall
For greit paine I sustene.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Quhilk closit lang haue bene:
From thy louing sair bound in thrall
Brekand thy sweit biddene,
And keip me from ane suddand fall
For greit paine I sustene.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
And then my mouth sall do furthschaw
Thy louing glorious:
And I sall caus all sinners knaw,
Thy micht sa meruellous.
And frathine {f{urth sall keip thy Law
Quhilk is sa precious.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Thy louing glorious:
And I sall caus all sinners knaw,
Thy micht sa meruellous.
And frathine {f{urth sall keip thy Law
Quhilk is sa precious.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Quoniam si voluisses.
Gif the had plesit Sacrifice,
I suld them offerit the:
Bot thow will not sic auarice,
For thow art wonder fre,
And geuis vs thy benefites
Throw Christis blude frelie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
I suld them offerit the:
Bot thow will not sic auarice,
For thow art wonder fre,
And geuis vs thy benefites
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To thy mercy with the will I go.
Brint Sacrifice is na delyte,
Unto thy Maiestie:
Thow curis nocht of it ane myte,
For Sin to satisfie,
For only Christ did mak vs quyte,
Of all ennormitie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Unto thy Maiestie:
Thow curis nocht of it ane myte,
For Sin to satisfie,
For only Christ did mak vs quyte,
Of all ennormitie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Sacrificium deo.
Ane Sacrifice to the plesand,
Is ane sweit humbill hart:
Unto the quhilk I vnderstand,
Thow dois the haill conuart,
Thairfoir gude Lord let thy command
Na way from me depart.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Is ane sweit humbill hart:
Unto the quhilk I vnderstand,
Thow dois the haill conuart,
Thairfoir gude Lord let thy command
Na way from me depart.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Ane contrite hart do not dispise,
God for thy greit mercie:
Sen for thy grace sa oft it cryis,
For succour and supplie,
And it sall thank ane thousand syse
Thy godly Maiestie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
God for thy greit mercie:
Sen for thy grace sa oft it cryis,
For succour and supplie,
And it sall thank ane thousand syse
Thy godly Maiestie.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Benigne fac Domine.
To Sion Lord be gude againe
Efter thy godly will:
And let thy louing thair remaine
Thy promeis to fulfill,
For Mont Sion with greit disdaine
In thrall is hiddertill.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Efter thy godly will:
And let thy louing thair remaine
Thy promeis to fulfill,
For Mont Sion with greit disdaine
In thrall is hiddertill.
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Ierusalem did get ane fall,
Hir wallis war maid full law
For scho miskennit the God of all,
And daylie brak his Law:
Bot thow sall put hir out of thrall,
Quhen scho hir God dois knaw.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Hir wallis war maid full law
For scho miskennit the God of all,
And daylie brak his Law:
Bot thow sall put hir out of thrall,
Quhen scho hir God dois knaw.
To thy mercy with the will I go.
Tunc acceptabis.
Then Sacrifice thow sall accept,
Of treuth and richteousnes:
Conforming to thy trew precept,
And to thy gentilnes.
For na man then sall thow except
Into thair neid and stres.
To thy mercy with the will I go,
Of treuth and richteousnes:
Conforming to thy trew precept,
And to thy gentilnes.
For na man then sall thow except
Into thair neid and stres.
To thy mercy with the will I go,
Then Calfis and brint Sacrifice
Thy altar sall repleit,
Then greitar gloir and benefite,
Thow sall mak for vs meit,
Quhair day and nicht we sall not ceis
Ay singand Sanctis sweit.
To thy mercy with the will I go,
Thy altar sall repleit,
Then greitar gloir and benefite,
Thow sall mak for vs meit,
Quhair day and nicht we sall not ceis
Ay singand Sanctis sweit.
To thy mercy with the will I go,
FINIS.
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